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Doria thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay. Let's sing again tomorrow. I love listening to you sing."

"Then it's settled." Qin Chuan stood up and put the microphone and conch shell back on the tray.

"It's getting late, I'll head back now. Same time tomorrow afternoon?"

"Okay." Doria stood up and saw him to the door of the karaoke bar.

As Qin Chuan walked out the door, he glanced back.

Doria stood at the door, her long, silvery-white hair shimmering softly under the corridor lights, her pale blue eyes still lingering with the dazed feeling she had just experienced while listening to the song.

"Goodbye, clan leader."

Goodbye, Master Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan turned and left.

Stepping out of the castle, the sea breeze brushed against my face, carrying the unique coolness of the night.

Qin Chuan's lips curled up slightly.

Day 1, success.

The seeds have been planted. Next, we need to water and fertilize them, and wait for them to sprout.

It was already 8 p.m. when we got back to the villa campsite.

Shen Mimi left him some food in the kitchen: a bowl of spirit grain porridge and two baked flatbreads. After Qin Chuan finished eating, he went back to his room and lay on the bed thinking about what song to sing tomorrow.

On the first day, we sang "The Sea," and it went very well, but it was too sad. Doria herself said that she felt depressed after listening to it.

The next day I need a different style. It needs to be romantic and beautiful, but not too straightforward. We need to take it step by step; I can't just start by singing love songs to confess my feelings.

Qin Chuan mentally reviewed the classic songs from Earth.

The Myth of Stars and Moon.

Yes, this one.

The melody is beautiful, the imagery romantic, and it tells a story of love that transcends time and space. It is deeply affectionate without being too direct. Moreover, the song's style leans towards classical, which should resonate well with the aesthetics of the mermaid tribe.

Qin Chuan mentally reviewed the lyrics to make sure he could remember them, then turned over and went to sleep.

The next morning, Qin Chuan went to the Centaur Kingdom through the teleportation array as usual.

Diana was waiting for him in the castle. The two had lunch, took a walk in the back garden, and chatted about the recent state of trade among the three kingdoms. Diana leaned on his shoulder, her long golden hair brushing against his neck, tickling him.

"Are you going to Canghai Island again this afternoon?" Diana asked.

"Yes. I have something to take care of."

"What is it?"

"It's a business matter," Qin Chuan said, without going into details.

Diana didn't press the matter. She wasn't the clingy type, and she never interfered too much with what Qin Chuan did.

At 3 PM, Qin Chuan was teleported from the Centaur Kingdom to Canghai Island.

We arrived at the castle at exactly 4:30. Doria was already waiting for us in the cabaret.

Qin Chuan pushed open the round door and saw Doria sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of tea. Today she was wearing a light purple tulle dress, the neckline of which was lower than yesterday, revealing her collarbone and the skin above her chest, which was so white it was almost transparent.

"Master Qin Chuan, you've arrived." Doria put down her teacup and smiled at him.

Qin Chuan noticed that her smile was much more natural today than yesterday. Yesterday, she still carried the politeness of a clan leader receiving guests, but today it had become more casual, like that of a friend.

"Has the clan leader been waiting long?"

"No, I knew you'd arrive around this time too, I just got here." Doria patted the seat next to her. "Sit down. Shall we continue singing today? Shall I go first, or you go first?"

"How about I go first?"

"OK"

Qin Chuan sat down next to her and picked up the microphone conch shell from the tray.

"Today's song is different from yesterday's," Qin Chuan said. "Yesterday's song was too sad, so today we've changed to a romantic one."

"Romantic?" Doria's eyes lit up. "Okay, I want to hear it."

Qin Chuan raised the conch shell to his mouth and took a deep breath.

The most beautiful moment of my life was meeting you...

In the very first sentence, Doria sat up straight.

The melody of this song is completely different from yesterday's. Yesterday's "The Sea" was melancholic and heavy, like the sea before a storm. Today's "Myth of Stars and Moon" is gentle and ethereal, like moonlight shining on calm water.

"Silently gazing at you amidst the vast sea of ​​people..."

The conch shell's accompaniment kept pace with the rhythm. This time, the accompaniment was even more ethereal than yesterday's, with the high-pitched conch shell producing a sound similar to a harp, and strings of notes rolling down like water droplets.

"You've arrived like a miracle, and I dare not get too close..."

Doria's fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of her skirt.

She could feel the meaning in the lyrics of this song. Although they didn't understand each other's language, the sense of cherishing something carefully and fearfully, the fear of losing it, was clearly conveyed through the melody.

"You melted my heart with your gentleness..."

Qin Chuan's voice became exceptionally soft here, as if he were whispering in someone's ear.

Doria's breathing became shallow.

She turned her head to look at Qin Chuan's profile. He was singing with his eyes closed, his expression focused and absorbed, his lips slightly opening and closing in rhythm with the lyrics.

"Holding your hand, growing old together..."

The melody in the chorus rises, carrying a resolute tenderness. The conch shell accompaniment also becomes fuller, with low and mid-range notes intertwined, like the intertwined fates of two people.

"It's a promise from past lives..."

Doria's eyes welled up with tears.

It's different from yesterday. Yesterday, "The Sea" made her feel suffocated, a kind of oppressive discomfort. But today, this song warmed her heart, a feeling of being gently enveloped by something.

"The myth of stars and moon, a thousand-year wait..."

In the last few lines, Qin Chuan's voice gradually faded, like an echo from afar. The accompaniment of the conch shell also dissipated, leaving only a single, clear, high-pitched conch shell uttering its final note.

Then, silence fell.

Qin Chuan put down the conch shell and opened his eyes.

Doria sat beside her, her hands folded on her knees, her long silver hair cascading down her chest, and her pale blue eyes glistening with moisture.

"Clan chief?"

Doria snapped out of her daze and gently touched the corner of her eye with the back of her hand.

"It's nothing." Her voice was a little hoarse, "It's just...it sounds so beautiful."

"Is it better than yesterday's?"

"It's different." Doria thought for a moment. "Yesterday's song made me sad, but today's song makes me...feel warm inside."

She turned to look at Qin Chuan: "Is this song also based on your experience?"

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "I guess so. It's a story about one person being willing to wait for another for thousands of years."

"Thousands of years..." Doria repeated the words softly, "Would anyone really be willing to wait that long?"

"If I meet the right person, I'm willing to wait as long as it takes."

Doria didn't speak, but looked down at her clasped hands.

After a while, she looked up and said, "Master Qin Chuan, after listening to your singing, I don't even want to sing anymore. Will you come again tomorrow?"

"Come."

"Okay." Doria's lips curved into a smile. "I'll wait for you."

Qin Chuan stood up to say goodbye. As he walked out of the karaoke bar, he heard Doria softly humming behind him.

She was trying to hum the melody of "The Myth of Stars and Moon".

Although the pitch wasn't quite right, Qin Chuan knew from her earnestness that the song had already stayed in her heart.

The next day, it was a success.