Chapter 67. (End of main text) Can you give me a chance to love you as much as you love me?
After clearing away the dishes, Song Huai sat on the sofa, picked up his phone, and opened the flight information page.
Looking at the flight time that was so close at hand, he felt as if he had been choked, and it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to breathe.
The next moment, in a fit of anger, he threw his phone heavily onto the sofa.
He seemed to touch something unintentionally; it felt very soft.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a plaid tie.
Song Huai stared intently at the tie, his expression gradually becoming dazed.
This is the tie that I picked out after a long time to give to Bai Xiao as a birthday present that year.
That day, before Bai Xiao went to the company, Song Huai personally tied this tie for him.
That night, the tie was once again tightly wrapped around Song Huai's hands. He shouted until his voice was hoarse, only to be met with a barrage of kisses from Bai Xiao.
After pondering for a long time, Song Huai picked up his phone and opened his chat with Bai Xiao:
Your tie is with me.
Bai Xiao's reply popped up almost immediately:
I'm busy right now. Why don't you leave it with me, or you can bring it to my house?
Song Huai's flight was tonight, and waiting for Bai Xiao to pick it up would definitely be too late. After thinking about it, he decided to deliver the tie directly to Bai Xiao's house.
Five years later, he finally returned to the place where he had spent nearly a year with Bai Xiao.
I can still vividly recall the scene of myself dragging my suitcase as I left this place.
However, Song Huai frowned, feeling that something was not right.
The courtyard was still filled with a sea of roses, their blue petals glistening with dew, untouched by any dust.
Everything was exactly the same as when he left back then.
With a gentle push, the door opened.
Song Huai walked into the house with a head full of questions.
He looked around, his pupils suddenly dilating.
Not just the roses, everything here is exactly the same as when he lived here.
Carpets, murals... even the succulents he used to grow are still thriving on the windowsill.
He suspected that he had traveled through time and space in an instant and had become Bai Xiao's lover again.
Just then, a familiar piano melody drifted from a small room at the end of the second-floor corridor.
At that moment, the first innocent love letter he wrote in his youth was a greeting to his lover and a longing for her.
As if wandering in a fairyland, Song Huai followed the music to the door of a small room on the second floor.
The door to the room was also ajar. Song Huai stretched out his trembling right hand and slowly pushed the door open.
Bai Xiao, dressed in a formal suit, stood with her back ramrod straight, her hands moving back and forth on the piano keys.
The original tempo of this piece was rather slow, but in Bai Xiao's hands, the melody became slightly more rapid.
Song Huai stood quietly behind Bai Xiao, listening to the vibrant music.
As the last chord was pressed, the lingering sound echoed throughout the room, lingering for a long time.
Bai Xiao then turned around and looked at Song Huai, who was holding tears in his eyes and whose eyes were sparkling.
As he straightened his clothes, he slowly walked forward, bowed slightly, and solemnly extended his hand in an inviting gesture:
"Sir, may I play a piece with you?"
Song Huai wiped away his tears, placed his hand in Bai Xiao's, nodded, and smiled, "Okay."
The two sat down on the piano bench together. Song Huai put his left hand on the keys, and Bai Xiao put his right hand on the keys.
They turned their heads to look at each other and exchanged glances.
The melody of "At the Moment" played again.
Before great music, all words are too inadequate and powerless; every note is worth more than a thousand words.
Beneath the music, it was no longer a lonely unrequited love, but a pair of souls finally finding their home.
They shared their feelings with each other through music, and every now and then they would glance at each other with smiles.
No one knows when the music ended, and no one knows when the kiss began.
They embraced each other's waists, their lips pressed tightly together, their teeth clashing several times, sharing a passionate and lingering kiss, as if they were making up for all the kisses they had missed over the years.
They kissed until they were both exhausted, reluctantly ending the kiss.
But they still didn't separate; they were still embracing each other, feeling each other's rising body temperature.
After a long while, Bai Xiao suddenly called out, "Song Huai."
"Um?"
"I didn't play this piece very well."
Nestled in Bai Xiao's arms, Song Huai silently curled the corners of his lips, offering no rebuttal, "Mm."
The melody is indeed a bit stiff; you can tell it's from a beginner just by listening.
"So..." Bai Xiao cleared his throat, "could you teach me to play this piece yourself?"
Can you give me a chance to love you as much as you love me from now on?
The sky outside the window had become completely dark, and the deep blue roses bloomed even more enchantingly under the dim streetlights.
Song Huai rested his head on Bai Xiao's shoulder, sniffed, and after a long while, said, "Okay."
As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Xiao tightened her grip on Song Huai's arm, making it difficult for Song Huai to breathe.
Song Huai quickly pried Bai Xiao's arm off and added, "But you have to practice the piano properly and you're not allowed to slack off."
"Yes, ma'am."
They smiled at each other, then embraced again, as if to repay the endless longing of the past years with their hugs.
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