Nan Xian thought that [.h] wouldn't contact her again tonight.
She had no experience arguing with people. The only time she had a cold war with her roommate in college lasted only half an afternoon and ended with a barbecue.
In her opinion, there's nothing that a barbecue can't resolve between friends' little squabbles.
If so, then two meals.
However, the current situation is—
She didn't even know if she and [.h] were arguing.
As the time drew closer to 10:30, Nan Xian became increasingly nervous.
She hesitated, her finger hovering over the input box.
It's been several hours, and I haven't replied to his previous messages, nor has he sent any new ones...
Should I just ask, "Are you still going to do a live stream?"
Wouldn't it be very awkward if he didn't reply or refused?
Or... how about sending an emoji to test the waters?
She spent a long time agonizing over which emoji to choose from her collection, finally settling on a picture of a kitten peeking out.
The next second after sending it, a voice invitation with the prefix ".h" pops up on the screen.
Nan Xian was taken aback, not even noticing the moment she relaxed and the corners of her mouth turned up.
Once the voice call connected, the two acted as if the previous little incident had never happened, tacitly going about their own business.
After washing up, Nan Xian lay down on the bed and relaxed for a while before trying to find a topic to chat with him.
Suddenly, I heard a few piano notes coming from his end.
She instinctively turned her head to listen carefully—
A moment later, the melodious and gentle sound of the piano slowly rose, and the notes gradually quickened and jumped.
Nan Xian felt a subtle sense of familiarity, and she unconsciously softened her breathing.
It wasn't until the music reached its first minor climax that she suddenly remembered.
This was one of her favorite songs – "Bella's Lullaby".
During her college years, she was obsessed with the movie "Twilight," and the piano piece composed by the male protagonist Edward for the female protagonist Bella accompanied her through countless sleepless nights.
Every time she heard it, it felt like she had fallen into a soft and beautiful dream.
A damp, chilly town, a misty forest, a pale-skinned girl, and a mysterious, passionate vampire...
That forbidden love between the lion and the lamb has become an indispensable part of her teenage memories.
Suddenly, this long-buried memory was awakened.
She seemed to have returned to being nineteen years old.
A vibrant and energetic young girl, her heart still innocent and yearning for a love that lasts a lifetime.
Nan Xian's heart began to race involuntarily. She slowly closed her eyes and immersed herself completely in the music.
After she finished playing the piece, she realized that tears were welling up in her eyes.
It's a feeling of nostalgia, but also a feeling of being moved.
A new message has been sent from [.h].
[.h: The Chinese translation of this piece is "Bella's Lullaby," I think you might like it.]
She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and replied:
I really like it, could you play it for me again?
He replied: 【Okay.】
He played it again and again, and Nan Xian gradually drifted off to sleep to the sound of the piano.
She had a dream.
In my dream, she had red hair and wore red clothes, her hair was light and flowing, and her clothes were a style I had never seen before.
The extremely long skirt trailed behind her, brushing against the grass and stream, yet remaining completely untouched by dust.
She lived carefree in the secluded forest until one day, her beautiful dream was interrupted by a melodious melody.
She was furious and wanted to settle the score with the pianist, but she never expected that he would turn out to be a handsome young man.
The young man, dressed as a scholar, sat alone in a desolate pavilion, playing the zither, a hint of melancholy lingering between his brows.
She hid behind a tree, and upon closer inspection, she was somewhat surprised.
"A reincarnation of an evil spirit, a cursed lone star, destined for a life of hardship and an early death..." She clicked her tongue twice, "What a pity for such a beautiful body!"
The music stopped abruptly, and the scholar turned around sharply.
"Who's there?"
Now that she had been discovered, she decided to stop hiding and leaped out gracefully.
"I am the mountain god who guards this mountain. Who are you to dare trespass here!" She imitated her brother, the mountain god, holding her head high and glaring at him fiercely.
The scholar looked her up and down, and his already expressionless face suddenly showed a hint of disdain.
"The mountain god is the embodiment of mountains, and you are but a lowly demon, yet you dare to impersonate him?"
She was surprised that he knew all this and even guessed her identity, but she was not angry.
In a flash, she appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
"Hey, don't rush off yet." She looked at him with a grin. "Young man, I see a dark aura around your face. You're bound to suffer a bloody disaster within three days. How about we make a deal? I'll help you avert this calamity, shall we?"
The scholar frowned, didn't even look at her, and carried his zither straight down the mountain.
She followed closely, coaxing him gently: "As long as you agree to give me your body after you die, I guarantee you'll pass the imperial examination this year and achieve the highest honor! You'd better think it through, because only I can help you. If you rely on yourself, you'll only ever be a poor, uneducated scholar!"
That last sentence seemed to touch his heart, and he slowed his pace.
She covered her mouth and chuckled.
She had secretly calculated his fate beforehand. This young man was indeed exceptionally talented, but unfortunately, his destiny was terrible, and he was destined to be unsuccessful in his official career. Therefore, he would always make mistakes in the autumn examinations.
The first time, he suddenly developed a high fever and slept for two days, missing the optimal time for treatment;
The second time, someone put croton oil in his food, and he failed the exam.
The third time, he was framed and brutally beaten the night before the exam, nearly losing his life...
This year marks his fourth time taking the autumn imperial examination.
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