He wasn't wearing an in-ear monitor and was using a live microphone, so he had to control the pace.
Standing in the center of the stage, bathed in light and shadow, Xiao Xin resembled a fallen angel descended to earth.
"The empty streets make me want to find someone to confide in..."
The moment he opened his mouth, his deep, slow voice instantly drew everyone's attention.
Everyone held their breath and focused their attention on the light and shadow on the stage.
Xiao Xin's immersive singing instantly drew everyone into the scene, touching everyone's emotions.
Many people felt a pang of sorrow as they watched him stand on the stage, their eyes welled up with tears, their throats tightened, and they felt an urge to cry.
His singing voice seemed to be singing about himself...
Good singing can touch people's hearts, giving them a sense of being there and allowing them to experience every frame of the lyrics.
Feng Xiaoxiao wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes, her eyes reddening with emotion. She clapped her hands as she looked at the person on stage: "He truly is my idol..."
Fu Yan looked at the melancholy profile of the person on stage, whose immersive singing seemed to be venting the emotions in his heart.
For some reason, Fu Yan not only heard sadness in Xiao Xin's singing, but also a hint of farewell...
He was using his song to say goodbye to the person he missed.
As the song ended, the audience was still savoring the moment, but Xiao Xin had already stepped off the stage, leaving it empty.
With red eyes, Feng Xiaoxiao walked up to Xiao Xin, smiled, and gave him a thumbs up: "Senior, you're amazing!"
Xiao Xin smiled at her and said, "Hurry up and go on stage to host."
As he spoke, he pulled Fu Yan over, greeted Feng Xiaoxiao, and then left with Fu Yan.
The rehearsal was just to familiarize herself with the process. Xiao Xin had no doubt about her singing ability; she just wanted to come to the venue to get acquainted with the environment.
After all, it's been almost two years since I've been back...
Fu Yan, whose wrist was being held by him, couldn't help but ask from behind, "Where are you taking me, brother?"
Xiao Xin paused, turned around to look at him: "I'm taking you to see your older brother, are you coming or not?"
Fu Yan asked in confusion, "He Yunzhou?"
“Yes,” Xiao Xin nodded, “He Yunzhou.”
Fu Yan neither agreed nor refused, and said to Xiao Xin, "If you want me to go with you, I will go with you."
Xiao Xin smiled knowingly, "That's exactly what I was waiting for."
After saying that, she turned around, grabbed Fu Yan, and walked forward.
The weather had finally cleared up for a while, and Xiao Xin felt less heavy-hearted after singing; instead, she felt more relaxed.
Because they didn't have a car, it took them almost half an hour to get to the funeral home.
Because Xiao Xin couldn't afford a burial plot, she temporarily stored He Yunzhou's ashes at the funeral home.
Fu Yan followed behind Xiao Xin, quietly observing her every move.
Standing in front of the urn shelf, Xiao Xin pointed to one of the compartments and said to Fu Yan, "Come on, call me your brother."
Fu Yan's eyes darted away in refusal, glancing at the urns around him. "I won't call them. It's too creepy."
He felt uncomfortable standing there, with a chill running down his spine.
Xiao Xin didn't press him, and smiled as she looked away from his face.
The storage space in this room is open and can be used for worship.
After Xiao Xin lit three incense sticks and offered prayers, he replaced the offerings for He Yunzhou with new ones.
Fu Yan stood behind Xiao Xin, quietly watching him do all this.
On their way home after visiting He Yunzhou, the two walked side by side in tacit agreement, neither of them speaking first.
Halfway there, Fu Yan seemed to remember something and reached out to shake Xiao Xin's hand in his pocket; it was indeed very cold.
Xiao Xin did not pull her hand away, but glanced at Fu Yan with a smile in her eyes.
Fu Yan glanced sideways and met his amused gaze. He hurriedly looked away, staring ahead at the road, and stammered, "Brother, your hands are so cold. I was just warming them up for you. I didn't mean anything by it..."
He felt quite guilty; Xiao Xin's probing gaze seemed to see right through him.
Or rather, he was afraid that Xiao Xin would reject him and not let him hold his hand.
Xiao Xin also looked away, and the two walked down the main road as if no one else was around. There were quite a few people on the road, and their outstanding aura attracted frequent glances from passersby.
Xiao Xin ignored them and walked on without looking to the side, only feeling the hand holding his in his pocket tighten even more.
The warm fingertips gently caressed the back of his hand, tickling Xiao Xin's heart.
He glanced at Fu Yan's profile, which was dazzling in the sunlight. Xiao Xin resisted the urge to kiss him on the main street and looked away, suppressing the thoughts in his heart.
He was in a very pleasant mood at this moment, a mood he had never felt before when he was with He Yunzhou...
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The official celebration was fast approaching, and thanks to Feng Xiaoxiao's hard work in promoting it, the auditorium was packed to capacity like never before.
To facilitate the filming of promotional videos, the school specially installed a large camera in the middle of the auditorium.
No one should stand in the front row.
Xiao Xin sat quietly in the guest seat, waiting for the host to call his name. There were two people he didn't recognize sitting next to him, but he didn't take the initiative to speak to them.
Fu Yan left early in the morning, mysteriously not telling Xiao Xin what he was going to do, leaving Xiao Xin in suspense for a whole day.
With Fu Yan not by his side, Xiao Xin watched the performance on stage, his mind wandering...
He wore a deep V-neck black velvet suit today, the dark color highlighting his composed demeanor.
When it was his turn to go on stage, Xiao Xin was still a little dazed, and it was only after being kindly reminded by others that he came back to his senses.
Xiao Xin smiled and thanked him, straightened his suit, gave a slight bow and nodded to Feng Xiaoxiao who was walking towards him, and then strolled onto the stage.
As expected, Xiao Xin's face appeared on the large screen behind the stage. The venue fell silent instantly, and everyone held their breath, focusing their attention on the stage, just like the atmosphere during yesterday's rehearsal.
The moment Xiao Xin opened her throat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and followed her singing into an audio-visual feast.
As the music ended, Xiao Xin smiled and bowed in thanks. The audience erupted in cheers, with both those who didn't know Xiao Xin and those who did shout for the person on stage.
"Aaaaaah! Who was that person just now? Mommy, my ears are pregnant! I want to marry him!"
"Sister, calm down, I'll get married first!"
"The most important thing is for the four of us to live a good life..."
When the students maintaining order saw that the situation was getting out of control, they panicked and waved their hands, repeatedly trying to persuade the situation.
Before the situation could calm down, Fu Yan's appearance caused another uproar, with shouts and cheers filling the air, making it as loud as a celebrity fan meeting, even more explosive than before.
Fu Yan looked in Xiao Xin's direction, adjusted the microphone in front of him, and sang the first line:
"Without realizing it, I fell in love with him. I'm trying to find a way to express it, but where's the courage...?"
"So many random passersby can't stop my love for you..."
As soon as Fu Yan spoke, everyone fell silent.
"A romantic version of 'Brave Love'," someone whispered the song title in Xiao Xin's ear.
Hearing that familiar voice, Xiao Xin looked up amidst the boisterous shouts and realized that Fu Yan was also looking at him when his gaze settled on Fu Yan's face.
Their eyes met, and for a moment time seemed to pause. Xiao Xin heard no more of the chaotic noises, only the sound of her own heartbeat, and could only see the people on the stage.
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