Singing on the Street

Not long after Ling Yun and his daughter left, the first batch from the Dragon Group arrived. It was Lin Hao's squad. Seeing the charred corpses on the ground, they were all shocked.

"Xu Le, did you do this?" Lin Hao asked disbelievingly.

The two goofballs were slapping each other on the back the moment they met, clearly very familiar with each other.

"Who else could it be?" Xu Le pretended to be cool.

The other bodyguards thought, "So shameless."

"Stop joking, Xu Le, tell me what happened quickly. Are you guys okay?" Lin Hao asked urgently.

"Oh, I don't know what happened. Beams of lightning fell from the sky and struck them into this state."

Xu Le recalled the scene, his heart pounding. He even thought that these lightning strikes were highly likely related to that mysterious man. What nonsense about him being the protagonist? It was all crap.

"What's been going on these past two days? The Qin family was attacked last night, and now it's Qin family members again. How did the Qin family attract these killing stars?" Lin Hao was speechless.

"I think the most likely possibility is that they are enemies of Long Xingtian and his father-in-law, Qin Tiansheng of the National Security Bureau," Xu Le mused.

Hearing Long Xingtian's name, Lin Hao's eyes lit up; he was practically his biggest fan.

Long Xingtian, 27 years old, a member of the Jinling Long family, was in the middle stage of the Core Condensation Realm and a Ren-character member of the Dragon Group. While on a mission this year, he killed the younger brother of the Bloody Mercenaries' leader, instantly gaining widespread fame.

Beep beep beep

"The ambulance is here. I need to go with the young lady and the others. I'll leave this place to you. Let's grab a drink tonight if you're free."

At the hospital, Qin Xianglian and Qin Lan had also arrived. Doctors and professors conducted various examinations on Beibei, and the results showed she was unharmed and incredibly healthy.

How could this be possible? Long Yanran knew that Beibei had been shot, so why were there no wounds? This was all too shocking.

Xu Le, standing nearby, was also stunned into silence. The image of the mysterious man flashed in his mind. What had he done? Was he truly a god?

"It's good that she's okay," Qin Xianglian said, her eyes still red.

"Sister, don't cry. Beibei is fine, isn't she?" Qin Lan patted her back to comfort her.

"Sister-in-law, I'm so sorry. Beibei almost..." Long Yanran thought of Beibei covered in blood and no longer breathing.

"Yanran, you don't need to blame yourself. The incident was aimed at us," Qin Xianglian said.

"Auntie, Auntie, don't cry. Beibei is a good girl," Beibei said from the side, trying to comfort her.

"Young lady, regarding that mysterious man and Beibei being shot, I suggest you don't speak of it," Xu Le whispered earnestly into Long Yanran's ear.

"Mm, I will keep this a secret."

"My great-granddaughter, how is she?" A gruff voice echoed in the hospital, the tone clearly displeased.

Why is Grandpa here? Qin Xianglian rushed over, holding Beibei.

"Grandpa, Beibei is fine," Qin Xianglian said, placing Beibei on the ground and waving her hand, signaling her to run around.

Seeing his great-granddaughter was unharmed, Qin Gongming finally smiled. He chuckled and picked up Beibei, kissing her. "Did you miss your Great-Grandpa, Beibei?"

"Mm, I did. Great-Grandpa's beard is poking me," she said, tugging at his beard.

This immediately drew laughter from everyone.

The scene shifted back to Ling Yun.

"Daddy, why is that sister bleeding? Her clothes are all dirty," the little one asked curiously.

"No, no, that blood belongs to the auntie next to us," Ling Yun replied.

Qianqian nuzzled Ling Yun's cheek again. "Mm."

He carried Qianqian through several more food streets. Although not as delicious as what Daddy made, it was still very tasty. At this moment, the little one said, "Daddy, can we busk here? You sing, and I'll be cute. We'll definitely make money."

She said this with sparkling eyes, pointing to a street performer nearby.

"Qianqian, tell Daddy why you want to make money. We're not short of money."

"Mm, I... I... I promised Mommy I'd buy her a gift with money I earned myself," the little one pouted.

"If that's the case, then let's sing."

"Hooray!"

Ling Yun put his daughter down and walked over to the street performer. "Brother, business not so good, huh?"

"So-so!" the street performer said, looking at Ling Yun.

"I'll sing a couple of songs. We'll split the earnings, seven-three. I get seven, you get three."

The other man hesitated before nodding. It was a good deal, so why refuse? What if they really made money? You can't judge a book by its cover; he always understood that.

"Qianqian, get ready to collect the money," Ling Yun called out with a smile.

The street performer's forehead creased with lines. So arrogant?

Ling Yun picked up his guitar, strummed it gently, and slowly began to play a rhythm. He started singing with deep emotion.

"When you held my hand tightly"

"Saying goodbye, goodbye, goodbye"

"When you look deep into my eyes"

"Saying goodbye again and again"

"When you walk onto the farewell station"

"I finally couldn't stop calling, calling"

"Watching your car drive further and further away"

"My heart was a mess, a mess…"

At this moment, Ling Yun's emotions flashed wildly in his mind, singing even more profoundly about the pain of parting.

"Thousands of words, not enough time to say"

"My tears had already overflowed, overflowed"

"From then on, I became obsessed with that station"

"How many times I stared blankly there"

"The scene of parting would always repeat"

"You almost waved your hand until it broke, broke"

"When will the train be able to bring you back?"

"I'm here, waiting foolishly"

"…"

This song, "The Farewell Station," is for you. I hope you cherish the present.

The crowd listening by the side also felt the pain of parting in the singing. Many felt a sense of sadness about goodbyes. In modern society, it's rare to find people who stay together forever, especially in big cities.

The wandering singer was stunned, unable to snap out of it for a long time. Little Qian Qian, with her adorable, blank expression, kept collecting money. She earned over two thousand from one song, and the little one's face was beaming the whole time.

"Young man, you sing really well. Sing another one. Grandpa here isn't going anywhere, I just want to reminisce about my youth right here," said an elderly grandfather.

"Handsome guy, sing another one."

"Yeah, yeah!"

The crowd chimed in.

"Since that grandpa said he wants to reminisce about his youth here, I'll sing a song about youth then."

He strummed his guitar again and slowly began to sing.

I still remember spring many years ago

Back then, I hadn't cut my long hair

No credit cards, no her

No home with 24-hour hot water

But I was so happy back then

Even with just a broken wooden guitar

On the streets, under bridges, in the fields

Singing songs no one cared about

If one day I'm old and have no one to rely on

Please leave me in that time

This song, "In Spring," is for you. I hope you can find back what you've lost.

The people around applauded enthusiastically. Some were even moved to tears, while others recorded it on their phones. It was too beautiful, unlike anything they had ever heard.

Ling Yun put away his guitar. "Everyone, that's all for today. My daughter and I are hungry." He ignored their hopeful expressions for another song.

Little Qian Qian's hands were sore from collecting money. Thankfully, the wandering singer came to his senses and helped. After counting, the total was over nine thousand.

Ling Yun gave the wandering singer three thousand, which was more than thirty percent.

Little Qian Qian was already hungry. When Ling Yun asked if she wanted to eat outside, she shook her head. Helplessly, he bought her a bread to tide her over.

Ling Yun was quite efficient. Within half an hour, he had bought gifts for her mother with his daughter. The little one even bought a sleeping pillow for Lin Qiuyan.

During this time, Ling Yun also registered the copyrights for both songs.