After saying this, Lin Xuelan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. She gracefully handed the microphone back to Liu Leyao's slender hand.
Then, Lin Xuelan turned around and walked towards the electronic keyboard as if nothing had happened.
Just then, the previously quiet audience seemed to wake up from a dream and began whispering and talking among themselves under their seats.
"What's going on? Lin Xuelan hasn't performed on stage for so long, why is she saying she wants to quit as soon as she comes back?"
"Who knows? But I think bands usually break up because of romantic entanglements between members. Maybe Sister Leyao, Xue'er, and Brother Shirong have a complicated relationship that no one knows about."
"No way? Could it be that Brother Shirong is two-timing? Oh my, my Brother Shirong!"
"Huh? You're not from Nantong, are you?"
At first, the audience members were cautiously exchanging their opinions, and their voices were not very loud.
However, before long, the atmosphere at the scene gradually became noisy.
The discussion was unanimously focused on Lin Xuelan's sudden return and departure. Some people with extremely vivid imaginations even started speculating wildly that Lin Xuelan might be being kept as a mistress by a wealthy second-generation heir, while Liu Leyao might be pregnant with Wang Shirong's child...
All sorts of absurd rumors spread rapidly among the people.
Seeing the situation gradually spiraling out of control, Wang Shirong felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
He knew he couldn't let things continue like this, so he quickly winked at the staff behind the stage and made a hand gesture.
The staff who received the instructions understood immediately and quickly turned off all the lights on site. In an instant, the originally bright and noisy stage was swallowed up by darkness.
However, Wang Shirong did not stop there.
He took a deep breath, gripped the drumsticks tightly with both hands, and began to strike the drumhead forcefully without hesitation, producing a rapid and powerful drumbeat.
The stirring rhythm began, signaling the start of the song, and Wang Shirong wanted to use it to quell the increasingly loud discussions among the audience.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Although the spotlights came on again, illuminating the entire stage with dazzling light, and the music surged like a tidal wave, the discussions among the audience showed no signs of abating; on the contrary, they seemed to be getting even more intense.
Wang Shirong was extremely anxious. While continuing to beat the drum with all his might, he lowered his voice and shouted to Liu Leyao beside him, "Sing quickly!"
However, when he turned to look at Liu Leyao, he was completely stunned.
Liu Leyao's face was ashen, and under the intense spotlight, she looked like a sinister and terrifying female ghost.
Her beautiful eyes had lost their luster, becoming empty and lifeless; her lips trembled slightly incessantly, as if she were muttering something to herself, but it was difficult to hear clearly.
Her entire body was trembling uncontrollably, and if she hadn't been clinging to the microphone stand for support, she probably would have collapsed to the ground long ago.
Seeing this, Wang Shirong shook his head with a wry smile, sighed deeply, and slowly put down the drumsticks in his hand.
At this moment, the scene from half an hour ago when Lin Xuelan had just arrived at the scene involuntarily flashed through his mind.
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"Le Yao, what are you busy with?"
In the spacious and quiet dressing room backstage at the People's Square concert, Wang Shirong sat on the sofa, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes fixed on Liu Leyao, who was pacing back and forth like a headless fly, unable to stop. Finally, he couldn't help but ask a question.
Upon hearing Wang Shirong's voice, Liu Leyao froze in her tracks as if struck by a spell. She turned around with a worried expression, her beautiful eyes fixed on Wang Shirong, and said anxiously and concernedly, "Shirong, tell me quickly, is Xue'er coming back?"
Upon hearing Liu Leyao's question, Wang Shirong couldn't help but purse his lips and mutter to himself.
Lin Xuelan isn't crazy. If she really wanted to participate in this performance, she would have shown up on time when she agreed. But if she didn't have the intention at all, she could have just refused!
Why worry and fret so much?
But thinking of the irritable person in front of him, anxiously awaiting an answer, he suppressed his impatience and tried to keep his tone calm: "Oh, just relax. It'll definitely happen, absolutely!"
After all, tonight's concert is more than just an ordinary performance. For Wang Shirong, it will be his last performance with Lilys...
Therefore, he hoped that everything would go smoothly, no matter what.
However, despite Wang Shirong's repeated assurances, Liu Leyao's heart was still pounding with anxiety, and she couldn't calm down no matter what.
She bit her lip, seemingly wanting to say something more, but ultimately couldn't muster the courage to press further. After a moment's hesitation, she sighed softly and slowly walked over to sit down next to Wang Shirong.
"I'm really worried, after all, that day..."
That day, as soon as she and Wang Shirong returned to Jincheng, they couldn't wait to meet Lin Xuelan.
Originally, it was just a gathering and chat, but who would have thought that after a few drinks, Liu Leyao would inexplicably confess her feelings to Lin Xuelan!
Looking back now, her behavior was utterly absurd...
Even more absurd was Lin Xuelan's answer.
When faced with a confession of love, there are usually only two answers: yes or no. But to Liu Leyao's surprise, Lin Xuelan only showed a disappointed expression before leaving.
Even now, Liu Leyao still can't understand the meaning of that expression.
Just as Liu Leyao was about to dawdle, there was a knock on the door. Seeing that Liu Leyao didn't move for a long time, Wang Shirong got up and opened the door himself.
The person outside the door was naturally Lin Xuelan. She looked at Wang Shirong with a somewhat angry expression: "Brother Shirong, why did you wake me up so late?"
Wang Shirong scratched his head: "Didn't this happen suddenly?"
They had originally planned to perform in a few days, but Liu Leyao was eager to know Lin Xuelan's answer, so she decided to hold a concert on the spur of the moment, hoping to use it as an excuse to meet Lin Xuelan.
Hearing Lin Xuelan's slightly angry tone, Liu Leyao quickly came over: "Xue'er, don't blame Shirong, I insisted on calling you here."
"I'm sorry, I really want to apologize to you in person."
"I am aluminum copper, have I hurt your feelings?"
"I'm so sorry."
At the outset, Liu Leyao bowed her head and admitted her mistake, displaying a humble and meticulous approach and employing roundabout tactics, which sounded somewhat like a manipulative woman.
Upon hearing Liu Leyao's words, Lin Xuelan turned her face away expressionlessly: "Leyao, I don't like beating around the bush, so let's just say it directly. You're aluminum copper, so it's your freedom to tell the truth. Even if you were an armed helicopter, I couldn't stop you."
"But you pretended to look like me and found Mu Liuyun to be your substitute. You don't actually think this is true love, do you?"
As she said this, Lin Xuelan's eyes turned somewhat cold.
"This is reality, not some kind of substitute literature."
"Besides, you've already fallen for Mu Liuyun, so why are you confessing to me?"
Lin Xuelan's words struck Liu Leyao like a thunderbolt. She couldn't believe that Lin Xuelan had known all along, but hadn't said anything.
At the same time, she also felt some resentment. Since you know I like you, why don't you say anything?
As if sensing Liu Leyao's thoughts, Lin Xuelan continued, "I think that my decision to go abroad back then was already my answer to you."
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