"Like that,
drizzle beneath the gray sky.
Falling and stopping,
quietly soaking the earth..."
As An Qingyu's soft singing began, the dim LED screen behind him suddenly lit up. Countless drifting leaves formed the backdrop, embellishing his song.
The gentle accompaniment followed the chords beneath An Qingyu's fingertips, becoming a lively, tender ballad that flowed through every corner of the venue. Brilliant lights painted the night in glasslike colors, and amid wave after wave of cheers, the venue grew lively once more!
In just one night, An Qingyu had gone from a complete novice who had barely touched an instrument to possessing guitar skills no weaker than Li Yifei's. Compared to Li Yifei's deep, resonant voice, his own was gentler and more delicate. For this song, he was even better suited than Li Yifei.
Jiang Er stood blankly behind the others. The figure beneath the spotlight, admired by countless people, overlapped with the shy and gentle An Qingyu in her memories. For a moment, it all felt unreal.
"Qingyu has always been rather shy and low-key. Something as high-profile as standing beneath everyone's gaze was something he absolutely could never have done before." Lin Qiye walked to her side with a smile and spoke slowly.
"This time, simply standing on that stage took an enormous amount of resolve from him... He sang this song for you alone.
"Jiang Er, you changed him."
Lin Qiye was telling the truth. He could not imagine what sort of courage it had taken for that solitary youth, who had once hidden in the sewers and dissected corpses by himself, to now stand beneath the spotlight before a sea of people... For An Qingyu, it might not have been any easier than facing down a main god alone.
His taking this step had truly exceeded