"Brother Fei, this is the practice room that my eldest and second brothers renovated for me." An Qingyan was video chatting with Gu Fei on his phone. After speaking, he turned the camera around and filmed the scene inside the practice room.
The boy's tone was excited and joyful, like a child eager to show off the toys his parents bought him.
"There's also a piano, and many other musical instruments."
As he spoke, he sat down in the chair in front of the grand piano, turned the camera around, and said to the man on the screen, "How is it? Is it good?"
In the study of the Gu family villa, Gu Fei looked at the smiling boy on the screen and nodded in agreement, "Very good."
The huge villa felt unusually deserted with only one person missing. A feeling of loneliness washed over him. He had never felt this way before, having lived alone for so long, but now it was all the more profound.
After only half a day apart, Gu Fei already missed his Yan Yan. Even meeting her through a screen couldn't alleviate this feeling; the cold, impersonal screen felt too unreal.
At the same time, he had already planned in his mind to renovate this place into a larger and more attractive practice room.
"Brother Fei, are you working?" An Qingyan looked at the figure in the study and saw that Gu Fei was usually busy working in the study. He considerately replied, "Then I won't disturb you..."
"Don't disturb me, and don't hang up," Gu Fei interrupted him gently.
"Oh..." An Qingyan secretly pursed his lips, revealing a faint, smug smile. Gu Fei caught his expression and slightly curled his lips. "What's so happy about, Qingyan?"
An Qingyan replied irrelevantly, "Brother Fei, I miss you a little."
"I miss you too." The man's handsome features softened, and his voice, as always, was deep and magnetic, not cold and distant as it was with others, but filled with a tenderness that could drown you, "Baby."
An Qingyan's ears burned; he still felt uncomfortable. Ever since that night, Gu Fei had been fond of calling him "baby."
His memory of that day was somewhat hazy; he only vaguely remembered the man kissing away the tears on his face and chuckling as he asked if he liked being called "baby."
As for how he answered at the time, An Qingyan had no recollection of it. He guessed that he had said he liked her, otherwise Gu Fei wouldn't have called him that.
Indeed... I really like it.
"Could you play a piano piece for Brother Fei?"
Gu Fei suddenly asked.
An Qingyan was a little out of sorts, but after realizing what was happening, she immediately nodded, "Yes, of course."
As he spoke, the boy placed his phone aside, the camera capturing his upper body. After a moment of mental searching, he finally decided to play a classic piece, "Canon in D".
Gu Fei stared intently at the person on the screen. The boy was wearing a simple white sweater, and the bright light shone on his face. He lowered his eyes, and his profile was delicate and soft, yet it also revealed a clean and slightly aloof demeanor.
The boy placed his hands on the black and white piano keys, his long, slender fingers moving nimbly, and the gentle, melodious piano music traveled into Gu Fei's ears through the static of the phone.
Gu Fei didn't appreciate the music much; his attention was focused on the person playing it.
When children are doing what they love and are good at, they shine like stars, making it impossible to look away.
Looking at him like this, Gu Fei felt a strong sense of awe. His Yan Yan was born to be a star on stage, someone so outstanding that others had to look up to him.
He doesn't need to look up, because he can hold this star firmly in his hand.
The piece was finished.
An Qingyan raised her hand to touch the tip of her nose, then picked up her phone and smiled somewhat embarrassedly, "It's been a while since I played, so I'm a bit rusty."
Gu Fei: "You played very well."
Actually, he wasn't paying attention at all.
When did Yan Yan start learning piano?
Gu Fei first heard An Qingyan play the piano during her debut performance on the Tomorrow's Stars program. He was a little confused at the time, but so many things happened afterward that he forgot about it.
Upon hearing this question, An Qingyan's heart skipped a beat. This matter was actually quite unreasonable for him. He was nervous inside, but it was not obvious on the surface.
He calmly replied, "I used to work part-time at a music store and learned there, but I only learned the basics. I can only play a few pieces."
In his previous life, he spent five years at Platinum Entertainment. Although it was a shady company, he learned a lot there, including singing, dancing, and various musical instruments. The piano was his favorite and the one he learned best.
He waited nervously for Gu Fei's reaction.
The man seemed to believe him and didn't ask any other questions. "If you're interested, I can arrange for a professional teacher to come and give you lessons."
"No, no, I..." Just then, a call from an unknown number interrupted An Qingyan. He paused, "Brother Fei, I just got a call..."
"It's okay, you can answer it."
An Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the video call.
He really didn't know how to explain these things.
The idea of being reborn was so unbelievable that even he couldn't believe it. It was as if everything that happened in his previous life was just a very, very long dream.
He answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Yes, that's me... Okay, I understand, thank you... Thank you, okay, goodbye."
Even after hanging up the phone, An Qingyan's excitement didn't disappear. He couldn't help but smile, and even his hands were trembling slightly. He then made a video call to Gu Fei.
As soon as the call connected, he excitedly exclaimed, "Brother Fei, the staff from 'The Legend of Kyushu' just called me! I passed the audition! I passed the audition!!"
"Hmm... I knew it." The man's gaze was gentle yet passionate, his thin lips moving slightly. "Yan Yan is wonderful."
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In contrast to the joy and excitement on one side, the atmosphere among the other four members of the An family was rather somber. The four remained silent, and Song Shuman silently shed tears.
Besides An Jing, they had just learned that An Qingyan had no sense of pain.
“How could this happen… Why is Yan Yan’s life so miserable? He has already suffered so much over the years.” Song Shuman choked back tears and murmured, “Why is God so unfair to him?”
"Maybe we'll find a cure someday," An Lingkang comforted his wife, and also himself. "With advancements in technology, there will always be a way, there will be..."
"No pain sensation...isn't that dangerous?" An Yu frowned in distress, sighed with great worry, wanted to say something but couldn't bring herself to say it, and could only sigh again.
It's lucky that his brother has survived to this day in good health. Sigh... Why did this happen? It's so frustrating! How could someone have such an outrageous illness? It's just too absurd!
"What if something happens to Yan Yan in the future... He can't even tell if someone is sick, what should we do, what should we do..."
Song Shuman was already sobbing uncontrollably.
Her Yan Yan was so obedient and sensible, afraid that his family would worry about him, so he kept this a secret. If Gu Fei hadn't told An Jing, they still wouldn't know...
An Qingyan had just ended a video call with Gu Fei when he heard hurried and chaotic footsteps outside. He had just stood up when the door was opened.
He looked blankly at Song Shuman, who was crying with tears streaming down her face, and the three people following behind her. Their expressions were very strange, especially Song Shuman's, who was crying with tears streaming down her face.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Shuman rushed forward and hugged her youngest son. "Yan Yan, it's all my fault for making you suffer all these years. I'm so sorry..."
“This…” He turned his questioning gaze to the others.
“Yan Yan, we already know that you can’t feel pain.” An Lingkang’s eyes also reddened. “There will be a way to cure you. Dad will not let anything happen to you.”
An Yu sniffed and went over to hug her bewildered younger brother, squeezing out two genuine tears, "Waaaaah, little brother, you've really suffered so much..."
An Qingyan: "..."
He paused for a moment, then quickly reassured everyone.
Just like when I comforted Gu Fei before, at least I didn't drag him to the hospital for a check-up like Gu Fei did. Gu Fei had just taken him to the hospital yesterday, where he had his arm checked and a physical exam done at the same time.
Nothing's wrong at all.
“Gu Fei told me. He’s worried about you.” An Jing stayed behind and spoke to An Qingyan alone. He affectionately put his hand on his younger brother’s shoulder and looked at the boy’s profile, which resembled his own.
“Yan Yan, we are the most inseparable family in the world. Your older brother hopes that no matter what happens to you, you must tell us, whether it is good or bad.”
It's not that Gu Fei already knew, but they didn't!
"Okay, I understand." An Qingyan smiled, gazing at the gentle, hazy night sky in the distance, and said softly, "Actually, I'm really happy and content right now. Seeing everyone care about me so much is something I never dared to hope for before."
“When I was little, I knew that I was different from other children because when other children got hurt, they would cry and say it hurt, but I wouldn’t. I tried to ask my… foster mother, but she just thought I was talking nonsense and didn’t take it to heart.”
“When I was a child, I did get hurt often because I didn’t know pain and no one told me to protect myself. As I grew up, I realized that I didn’t have the ability to feel pain.”
“But I have given up explaining to my adoptive parents because they don’t care. I know that not being able to feel pain is a very dangerous thing. I can only pay attention to protecting myself and not getting hurt. Maybe it’s God’s blessing that I have lived to this day without any illness or disaster.”
"Big brother, you don't need to worry. God will definitely continue to favor me."
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