Comfortable
Zhu Shiyi really wanted to sing in this atmosphere, but she just pretended to be coy for a bit.
The lead singer really has a keen eye for talent.
After listening to her sing, the sunglasses-wearing lead singer was very excited, picked up his guitar, and said he would accompany her.
"Me too." The keyboardist next to him smiled, his eyes narrowing into slits.
Zhu Shiyi smiled and thanked him, her slightly nervous mood relaxing a little.
The guitar strings vibrated, producing a melodious sound.
She looked into the distance and slowly opened her lips.
The waves replaced the drumbeats, crashing against the reef shore, quietly joining this seaside concert.
"I always hide my feelings by being hot and cold, just because I'm afraid you'll see through my love for you."
Thoughts follow the music, and when the song reaches a moving point, emotions quietly emerge.
A crowd had gathered around the outer edge of the courtyard. The couple who had left earlier had reappeared on the lawn outside the courtyard.
Backlit, their fingers intertwined, a pair of silhouettes tightly entwined.
As the monsoon turned into a warm current, Zhu Shiyi saw it all and felt a secret satisfaction. She closed her eyes again and smiled secretly.
In love, the surprise of every chance encounter is magnified infinitely.
Whether it's bitterness or sweetness, it's all handled with utmost care.
Just like this song.
*
Pan Yue listened quietly to the girl singing.
He doesn't know much about music.
But nobody hates music.
If a person feels pleasant and comfortable upon hearing a song, then that song, even if it's not particularly good, is certainly not bad.
Unconsciously, he looked towards the backlight.
The girl's eyes sparkled, and the rosy light fluttered and shimmered between her eyelashes; her voice poured forth, clear and melodious, melodious and pleasing to the ear.
Her voice was relaxed and clear, fresh and ethereal, with soft yet clear enunciation.
"I'm trying to guess what's in your heart, and I want to confirm it once again."
She closed her eyes.
He guessed it was something he couldn't help himself to.
Pan Yue's heart skipped a beat.
Her voice was gentle and clear, like a spring that flowed slowly into the heart the moment it entered the ear.
Like a stream, it purifies the noise; like a sea breeze, it soothes the stuffiness.
Pan Yue seemed to see a girl, right in front of him, yet also seemingly far away by the sea.
She walked slowly, her heart heavy with emotion.
...
The gentle sea breeze soothed the heat on people's skin and the fear in their hearts.
As the sun sets, the shimmering light of the tide reflects starlight in my eyes—
He thought that the pearly color was salty.
Pan Yue had never heard this song before, but he seemed to see a girl like this, sometimes brave, sometimes cautious.
The lead singer, wearing sunglasses, had his eyes slightly closed and his thin lips parted slightly, looking somewhat intoxicated. At the second climax, he exhaled and opened his lips, his ethereal voice ringing out.
The deep, resonant male voice and the soft, beautiful female voice, one low and one high, create an immersive experience.
The craving for stimulation from the nicotine addiction was replaced, and the previous frustration was quietly swept away.
As if by some strange impulse, Pan Yue took out his phone and turned on the camera.
Music is a bridge across time. Memories, clinging to that CD with its sea breeze melody, will one day in the future take you across the stars back to that beautiful and unforgettable evening—
Summer, evening, gentle breeze, ocean waves;
Music, and lovers.
The complexities of the world vanish like smoke; on the seaside islands, the clear glow of the sunset is graceful, lively, bright, and gentle.
Yet it remains mysterious.
Qincheng is a romantic and leisurely city.
......
After the song ended, Zhu Shiyi was still not satisfied.
The initial panic had long since vanished with the falling golden curtain.
"It sounds so good!" The girl who hadn't said a word started clapping first, and then everyone in the room joined in.
Pan Yue was no exception.
He's not very good at singing.
But when he heard the lead singer in sunglasses sing a song with the girl, he felt an urge to sing along.
I'm thinking of singing a song with her too; maybe it will sound just as good as the one we just sang.
His mind wandered, and he inexplicably opened his mouth, letting out two low, strange cries.
Lin Changren squinted at him strangely, his lips twitching and his nostrils wrinkling, as if his disdain was written all over his face.
What's that noise?
Pan Yue quickly shut his mouth, clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, coughed twice, pretending that his throat was uncomfortable.
"You're crazy," Lin Changren mouthed silently to him, then turned to face the stage, his eyes shining, and kept cheering, "That was really good!"
When Lin Changren saw a beautiful woman, he clapped even louder.
Pan Yue glanced at him silently.
*
Zhu Shiyi bowed slightly, scratched her head, and looked toward the source of the sound. A man wearing a dark green short-sleeved floral shirt was staring at her and clapping enthusiastically.
She smiled shyly and walked off the stage.
Hehe, I'm getting a little embarrassed by all the compliments.
Zhu Shiyi blinked, and in the blink of an eye, she inadvertently saw another man sitting next to the man in the floral shirt.
Those sharp, thick eyebrows and those deep, unfathomable eyes seem somewhat familiar.
Zhu Shiyi couldn't help but take a few more glances.
He wore a pair of half-closed black-rimmed glasses on his high, straight nose, which made him look somewhat serious.
But then again, he was wearing a dark blue and brown-red floral shirt on his upper body. The trendy color scheme, along with the upturned corners of his lips, neutralized any hint of seriousness.
So handsome...
Zhu Shiyi unconsciously revealed a perverted smile.
I really want to strike up a conversation.
Hi handsome, haven't we met somewhere before?
...
It seems like I've actually seen it before.
A sudden shock ran through me.
That familiar face... isn't it the man from the plane?!
Perhaps it was because her expression was too colorful.
The man glanced back at her for two seconds, then suddenly stood up and smiled slightly at her: "Hello."
My brain quietly shut down.
"Hi..." Zhu Shiyi mechanically raised his hand, a formal smile on his face.
I ask you, does anyone care about my little emotions? I ask you, God.
Hello?
Could it get any more terrifying?
...
So did he recognize her?
The man stepped forward: "We meet again. I wonder if you remember me, madam."
His voice actually sounded rather melodious.
Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about?
Zhu Shiyi certainly remembered.
She spilled a stranger's semen on the plane.
So why did he bring this up? What man would bring this up all the time?!
Was he here to cause trouble?
Before Zhu Shiyi could react, he heard him say again: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Pan Yue."
After speaking, Pan Yue extended his right hand.
Zhu Shiyi paused for a few seconds, trying to keep his expression calm, before slowly and tentatively extending his right hand.
On her wrist, a delicate silver bracelet shimmered softly, hanging loosely and quietly, adding a touch of elegance.
Pan Yue lightly touched her palm, squeezed it gently, then released the pressure and withdrew his hand.
The movements were fluid and graceful, demonstrating great restraint.
It's less of a grasp and more of a light pinch before stopping.
Zhu Shiyi felt inexplicably strange.
This scene, a handshake?
...Why does it feel so businesslike, like a college student pretending to be an adult?
"What should I call you?" he asked again.
"Zhu Shiyi." Why did she answer again?
A soft laugh came from beside her ear: "Okay, Ms. Zhu."
They sounded quite friendly, not like they were there to cause trouble.
Zhu Shiyi fell into self-doubt.
She secretly observed the man in front of her. His features were natural, and although he didn't show much expression, he looked gentlemanly and polite, as if he didn't have any other intentions.
Zhu Shiyi barely managed to lower his guard and calm himself down before he was jolted awake again:
So why shake hands with a stranger and then introduce yourself?
On the side.
Lin Changren was dumbfounded. What the hell?
He stood beside him, gently nudged Pan Yue's arm, and interrupted the inexplicable conversation. He asked softly, "Is this your... friend? Do you know him?"
"The one who sat next to me on the plane yesterday," Pan Yue said, turning his head and lowering his voice to explain.
Lin Changren narrowed his eyes, his expression suddenly becoming meaningful.
He was sitting in the aisle seat, while Zhu Shiyi was sitting by the window. He didn't notice the girl's appearance at all.
Pan Yue: ...
He turned his face away, too lazy to care about Lin Changren.
*
Watching the two people across from her whispering, Zhu Shiyi felt uncomfortable. She avoided their gaze and smoothed her hair.
"Oh dear!" The man next to Pan Yue suddenly raised his voice, "It's a seaside park, Organ Island, so it's not surprising that tourists come here!"
Zhu Shiyi gave an awkward laugh and agreed, then walked back to his seat.
Unexpectedly, Pan Yue also walked towards her.
Zhu Shiyi's heart skipped a beat.
What do you mean? Are you really here to cause trouble?
Pan Yue pointed to the chair at his deskmate's table and asked, "Can I sit here?"
Zhu Shiyi unconsciously shrank back slightly: ?
What's going on here?
The man's hand, which was pointing at the chair, visibly paused.
Pan Yue suddenly smiled and bowed slightly to her: "I'm sorry, it was my problem."
Zhu Shiyi: ? ? ?
Why did he apologize?
...So you're not here to cause trouble?
Pan Yue tilted his head, gesturing in Lin Changren's direction: "His name is Lin Changren. He and I are the new owners of this coffee shop. We came to Qincheng this time to conduct on-site research on its operation."
As soon as I looked over, Lin Changren strode over, grinning with his big teeth showing.
"Oh—" Zhu Shiyi's expression was normal, and he gave a perfunctory reply, using all his strength and means to try his best to keep his eyes from widening in surprise.
so what?
They're not here to sell anything, are they?
"Could you spare a few minutes to help me complete a short survey questionnaire?" Pan Yue then asked.
……oh.
Zhu Shiyi replied, "Sure."
She blinked, looked at the two tall men standing in front of her, and quickly raised her hand to indicate, "Please sit down."
As long as you don't covet her wallet or cause her trouble, that's fine.
Pan Yue and Lin Changren sat down, and Lin Changren asked her if it would be convenient to conduct an in-depth interview to provide some suggestions so that they could take follow-up improvement measures.
Zhu Shiyi leaned forward slightly, stretched his neck, and pointed his index finger at the tip of his nose.
Not again?
She's a lazy bum; what insightful advice could she possibly offer?
Lin Changren added, "In return, you can order some more tea and snacks, and we'll treat you to them on the house."
“No problem,” Zhu Shiyi said with a grin, her hesitation vanishing. “You’re too kind.”
What's there to hesitate about!
It would be even better if we could waive the order she'd already placed.
However, Zhu Shiyi was too embarrassed to say it aloud.
The two sat opposite her, and Pan Yue handed her a QR code on his iPad. She scanned the code to access a questionnaire, asking for her age, occupation, city, etc.
Zhu Shiyi filled them out one by one.
"What would you like to drink?" Pan Yue asked.
Zhu Shiyi was thirsty, and she politely raised her eyes slightly: "Do you have any juice?"
Having just finished singing, she'd like something refreshing to drink.
Pan Yue nodded: "Would apple juice be alright?"
...
Like pressing a switch in your memory.
Zhu Shiyi quickly raised his head and looked at Pan Yue.
The person in front of her had no change in expression. When she looked over, he even moved the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly at her without raising an eyebrow. He looked extremely serious.
“…Okay.” Zhu Shiyi responded quietly.
It's her old habit; she overthinks things again.
"I'll order for you," Lin Changren volunteered.
Pan Yue glanced sideways; Lin Changren had already run off.
He turned to Zhu Shiyi and asked in a gentle voice, "Can I drink it iced?"
"Sure, sure," Zhu Shiyi replied without hesitation.
Who wants hot juice?
Pan Yue smiled slightly. He nodded and lowered his eyes to fiddle with his phone.
Having received the benefit, Zhu Shiyi lowered his head and carefully filled out the questionnaire before looking up to acknowledge it.
"Thank you for your hard work," Pan Yue nodded slightly. "Shall we begin the interview now?"
Zhu Shiyi gave an "OK" sign: "Okay."
"You can share any ideas you have, such as our advantages and disadvantages," Pan Yue said, taking out his iPad.
Zhu Shiyi looked around.
This is a rocky beach. The wind is usually strong, but the waves are never light or low, only high and exceptionally high. Even as the sunset fades, you can still hear the sound of the waves crashing against the shore from a distance.
Because it's a rocky beach, the seawater has a low sand content, and when you get close, the seawater appears even purer.
On the shore, small, broken rocks are scattered about, while in the distance, large rocks stand firm and sharp under the repeated pounding of the waves.
On stage, the lead singer in sunglasses got into a great mood and sang along with Lang Tao.
Suddenly, Zhu Shiyi felt refreshed: "As for its advantages, there are many."
"Great location, a prime spot in this tourist attraction..."
Pan Yue kept his head down taking notes, listening intently, glancing at her every now and then, nodding in agreement, and smiling when she smiled.
Although the smile was subtle, it made people feel respected.
"As for the drawbacks..." Zhu Shiyi looked up at the sky. The red sun had disappeared without him noticing and quietly set below the sea level.
Her stomach growled twice at just the right moment: "A concert at this time would create a great atmosphere, but it's lunchtime... I'm a little hungry."
Pan Yue raised his eyes slightly, then lowered them again, nodded, and pushed the cake on the table towards her.
He looked down and texted Lin Changren: "[Get an extra half-baked cheesecake.]"
The previous message on the chat interface is...
Pan Yue: [Apple juice, iced.]
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