Don't call me a singing god, I just want to go back to doing scientific research.

Say goodbye before dawn

Laughing through tears

Go to greet

It should be yours

A Better Tomorrow

... "

Ling Luo heard the tremor in Gu Yang's voice and pursed her lips slightly.

He knew what Gu Yang was worried about.

But that was indeed what he thought back then.

Just like his struggling heart.

I kept telling myself that Gu Yang would be better off without me.

So he remained silent, retreated, and fled, pushing this boy with eyes full of stars out of his life again and again.

But Gu Yang, long ago, when you cautiously peered out from the other side of the sea, clumsily trying to pull him out of the bottomless abyss bit by bit, this timid and cowardly man had already succumbed.

But, Gu Yang, he has exhausted all his strength to live. Please forgive his repeated cowardice, because he is stupid. In both his past and present lives, he has never learned the simple yet complex word "love".

"Water splashes can only bloom on rainy days"

Fireworks should bloom in the night.

Snowflakes are reluctant to leave winter.

... "

Gu Yang seemed to sense the emotions in Ling Luo's piano playing—regret, inner turmoil—and his nose suddenly stung with tears.

He forcibly suppressed the surging emotions, but his fingers gripped the microphone tightly, and his voice trembled.

His gaze passed through the stage lights and landed on the figure sitting at the piano not far away.

The man had his eyes downcast, his fingertips dancing across the black and white piano keys. The overhead light shone down on him, softening the outline of his profile, but also making it appear somewhat unreal.

"A lie does not necessarily mean deception"

  

Promises may not be kept.

......

"You never keep your word."

"I promise."

"Your promises have never been kept."

Ling Luo unconditionally tolerated his little temper, and everything seemed to have returned to four years ago, but the unease in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

Therefore, Yang thought that some things were ultimately different.

Four years later, Ling Luo was always surrounded by an inescapable sense of desolation. It wasn't the melancholy brought on by depression, but a deathly stillness that emanated from her very bones.

Ling Luo didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to ask.

He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would shatter the warm illusion built up with love and concession.

He feared that Ling Luo would disappear from his world silently once again, just like four years ago.

He used all his strength to carefully protect and cherish every stolen minute and second.

He once thought they had many more futures together, and could make up for the lost time little by little.

"The epiphyllum blooms only once in a short time"

It should be even more dazzling.

Don't turn back to hug

A Better World for You

......

But reality gave him a resounding slap in the face.

After their reunion, an overwhelming sense of insecurity overwhelmed him day and night. The hideous scar on Ling Luo's wrist was like a knife hanging over his heart, constantly reminding him that he almost lost this person forever.

He dared not let go again; he wanted to hold him firmly in his hands forever.

"Gu Yang, don't regret it."

Recalling what Ling Luo had said to him on the day they got together, Gu Yang gave a self-deprecating smile.

Regret? The thing he regrets most in his life is that he hesitated and was self-righteous four years ago!

He thought they had many, many tomorrows, but Ling Luo told him that in the next second, he might disappear from his entire world.

Therefore, Yang closed his eyes and poured all his unease, regret, and desperate gamble into his song.

Love threads are as numerous as water, three thousand

Take only a sip of longing

A memento of your visit

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze pierced through all the hazy light and shadow, locking onto Ling Luo.

Ling Luo also happened to raise her head.

Eyes facing each other.

In that instant, the clamor of the entire world fell silent.

Gu Yang's singing voice hides a love that he has suppressed for too long, a love he has carefully nurtured.

Ling Luo's heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, causing a suffocating pain.

He originally thought that Gu Yang's love was like the sun, fiery and direct.

But he forgot that the sun also has its gentle moments.

At this moment, the piano notes became exceptionally gentle, as if responding silently.

Gu Yang smiled.

A hot tear unexpectedly slid down her cheek and landed on the corner of her mouth, tasting salty and bitter.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

Fortunately, I was brave enough to take that step, and you did too.

As the last note faded, its lingering resonance echoed through the air.

The entire studio was deathly silent.

Everyone was still immersed in the sad melody.

Gu Yang stood in the center of the stage, his chest heaving violently, staring intently at the person who slowly rose from the piano.

Under the lights, Lingluo's shadow was stretched very long.

He walked step by step to Gu Yang's side, and the two bowed deeply to the audience side by side. Then, he turned his head and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I'll go down first and wait for you backstage."

Therefore, Yang nodded vigorously.

Ling Luo's figure disappeared to the side of the stage, and the spotlight returned to Gu Yang.

He stood there alone, the tear stains at the corners of his eyes somewhat noticeable under the light, but he didn't look disheveled at all. Instead, he looked like a piece of unpolished jade washed clean by the rain, pure and clear.

The host, Dong Xuelan, was the first to react. She lifted her skirt and quickly walked onto the stage, her voice still trembling with excitement.

"Do you all think it sounds good?"

"It sounds great!"

"One more song!"

......

"Let's wait until next time," she said, looking at Gu Yang after things calmed down, then glancing subconsciously in the direction Ling Luo had disappeared. "Gu Yang, this song... and the piano accompaniment just now, I remember that wasn't part of the rehearsal at all?"

Gu Yang picked up the microphone, revealing a wide grin: "Um, the song is called 'Say Goodbye Before Dawn,' a composition by Teacher Luo Mu. My friend... he plays the piano very well, so I asked him to help out."

The word "friend" seems to emphasize something, yet also seems to conceal something.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone in the audience shouted at the top of their lungs, "We all understand!"

The next second, a deafening roar of cheers and good-natured laughter nearly lifted the roof off the studio.

"Yes! Brotherhood forged in life and death! A bond that transcends life and death!"

"Got it, got it! We can be best friends who share the same pants and blankets!"

"I've brought the Civil Affairs Bureau documents for you, and I've even paid the nine yuan. Just the two of you need to come!"

The chat room went completely crazy, with dense text almost covering the entire screen.

【Aaaaaah! I declare today the official anniversary of our Yang Yao Ling Gua! Who agrees and who disagrees?】

[Friends? Gu Yang, you're kidding me! What kind of friends gaze at each other with such deep affection? Your eyes are practically oozing tears!]

[Hey, have you forgotten about Teacher Luomu? What about my Luoyang CP? I feel like my house has collapsed, but it also feels like it hasn't completely collapsed.]

[Who cares about the CP, just ship them! Teacher Luo writes the song, Ling Luo plays the piano, and Gu Yang sings—what an amazing combination! Please, just debut already, I'll be the first to buy their album!]

[These lyrics are so heartbreaking, like "saying goodbye before dawn," I disagree! You two have to be locked up tight, I'll swallow the key!]

[Just now it was Chen Zixuan's rock 'n' roll ruins, now it's Gu Yang's heartfelt confession. My mood today is like a rollercoaster ride, so exciting!]

Gu Yang blushed a little at the scene and could only raise his hand to signal everyone to calm down, after all, it was still a live broadcast, not a pre-recorded one.

Dong Xuelan, caught up in the enthusiastic atmosphere, smiled and handed the microphone to the judges: "Alright, alright, we'll discuss the Civil Affairs Bureau matter later. Let's hear what the judges have to say first. Teacher Ba Meng, you...you've already cried?"

The camera cuts to a scene where Ba Meng, sitting on the judges' panel, is frantically fanning herself with her cue cards, her eyes red and swollen like a rabbit's, looking like she's about to run out of breath.