The singing gradually faded, and the crowd burst into enthusiastic applause and cheers.
Though it was just a short performance, the skilled play combined with the emotional voice made the song extraordinarily infectious.
Tang Song slowly released the strings, his heart still stirring with emotions.
The song "The Wind Rises" expresses nostalgia and reflection on youth, the beauty and helplessness of love, and letting go of the past...
Last year, when he left the Imperial City, his mood was just like the song’s lyrics.
The sudden heart flutter in youth, the intoxication and perseverance after falling in love, and the regret and helplessness after reflection.
If the game hadn’t come true, he probably wouldn’t have had the courage to face his first love.
The applause gradually subsided.
"Hey handsome, your guitar playing is really awesome!" the female live-streamer asked excitedly, "Would you like to sing a full song?"
Just in that moment, her previously quiet stream had over 70 viewers, and received quite a few virtual gifts.
"Thank you, but no." Tang Song shook his head, releasing his hold on Liu Qingning.
"Alright then, what a pity." The streamer shook her head in disappointment, then looked enviously at the girl in front of him.
Though she too was very cute and pretty, and busty, the boy was even more outstanding by comparison.
Not to mention he had such lovely nimble hands.
If she had a boyfriend like him, she would surely dream happily.
Listening to their conversation, Liu Qingning gradually came back to her senses, seeming to still hear Tang Song’s singing in her ears.
As a music aficionado, she could naturally judge Tang Song’s skill.
Besides surprise, there was indescribable confusion and thrill.
She always thought she understood Tang Song well, but things seemed not as she imagined.
With moist lips, Liu Qingning took off the guitar and gently handed it to the streamer, "Thank you."
"You’re welcome, you’re welcome."
Liu Qingning turned around, their eyes met, her face showing a bright and charming smile.
"Wow, when did you secretly learn to play guitar? Singing so well too, I had no idea at all."
Tang Song gently took her hand, "Does it sound good? Do you like it?"
"It sounds good." Liu Qingning looked down at his long, slender hands, "I like it."
With a soft gaze, Tang Song said, "I’ll sing whatever you want to hear in the future."
Feeling the envious gazes around them, Liu Qingning’s eyes trembled slightly.
She turned her head, changing the subject, "Oh, why did you just toss the bag on the ground! What if you lost it!"
While speaking, she pulled Tang Song out of the crowd, picking up the conspicuous orange gift bag and her Coach backpack from the ground.
"It’s fine, it’s fine, Ziyin and I have been watching over it."
"Yeah, yeah, it won’t get lost."
Liu Qingning put her backpack back on, picked up the LV gift bag, and looked around, "Where’s Brother Ping and Qingfeng?"
"Qingfeng got drunk, Brother Ping took him back to his apartment."
Jingjing and Li Ziyin explained briefly, casting complex glances at Tang Song.
Their impression of him changed once more.
His appearance was handsome and tall, his demeanor elegant and confident, and he was so talented.
He didn’t match the silent, reserved Tang Song they remembered by Liu Qingning’s side at all.
The old Tang Song indeed seemed like a sidekick beside Liu Qingning.
Their relationship had never been defined, appearing as just very good friends.
That was why they’d wanted to matchmake Cheng Qingfeng and Liu Qingning.
Seeing this scene now, they fully understood Liu Qingning’s feelings.
Zhang Xiaoni exhaled, raised her thumb, saying, "Tang Song, you sang so brilliantly, and played the guitar so well, it shocked me."
Tang Song smiled, saying, "Thanks for the compliment, I think Qingning sings better."
"Alright, alright, let’s stop complimenting each other here." Liu Qingning patted his chest, saying, "Let’s go, Xiaoni, Ziyin, weren’t you going to the Mixc Mall? Let’s keep moving."
The night deepened, neon lights flickered brightly in the distance.
With a warm, joyful smile still lingering on her face, Liu Qingning walked side by side with Tang Song and Zhang Xiaoni, talking about the surrounding buildings and landscapes.
Passing the Houhai subway station, walking a bit further, the brightly lit, bustling Mixc Mall at Shen City Bay came into view.
"Hey, Qingning, Qingning Tower has a light show tonight!" Zhang Xiaoni tapped Liu Qingning’s shoulder, pointed, saying, "No wonder it’s a landmark building of Shen City Bay, it’s stunning!"
All four looked up at the towering skyscraper in the distance.
Indigo and white lights intertwined, flashing and flowing regularly along the building’s contours and lines, like the dynamic effect of data being transmitted on the internet.
The building’s facade was lit up to simulate the images of code, and chips functioning, presenting a unique visual spectacle against the dark night sky.
"So beautiful!" Liu Qingning stood beside Tang Song, her eyes bright as she gazed at the building named after her.
Soon, she felt a tremor and a slender hand on her waist.
She hesitated for a moment, but didn’t pull away, instinctively straightening and tightening her waist to hide the flesh there.
The four of them stood in the bright, cozy square of the Mixc Mall, watching the light show for five full minutes.
Li Ziyin suddenly asked, "Hey Qingning, are you still coming with us to the Mixc Mall?"