The guests, who had just been outwardly politely appreciating the show while inwardly criticizing it, were now truly stunned.
The formulaic smiles on their faces vanished, replaced by surprise and a dazed feeling as if the music had instantly transported them into the scene.
The conversation completely ceased, even breathing unconsciously slowed, and everyone held their breath, their eyes filled with intense curiosity and anticipation.
This intro... it's so different!
Is this really the same person from before?!
Hermione was completely stunned this time. Her earlier embarrassment vanished instantly, and her heart tightened inexplicably.
After the intro, Draco began to speak.
"Just because I glanced at you in the crowd..."
Although most guests did not understand the meaning of Chinese, languages are all interconnected, let alone music.
They were deeply moved by Draco's gentle and affectionate tone; the emotions contained in his voice transcended the language barrier and reached the hearts of everyone present.
Hermione felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
Although she couldn't understand the lyrics, she felt a connection with him on a spiritual level, which allowed Hermione to instantly capture the flutter of their first meeting hidden in the song.
That first encounter set the wheels of fate in motion.
I can never forget your face.
I dream that one day we might meet again by chance.
From then on, I began to miss you in solitude.
The lyrics continued to flow, but Draco's gaze remained fixed intently on Hermione's eyes the entire time.
All that remained in his eyes was a deep, unfathomable affection.
Hermione looked at him, at herself reflected in his eyes, and felt her heart clench tightly with a tender yet surging emotion.
At this moment, everything around us—the guests, the lights, the piano bar—blurred and faded, as if it had disappeared.
In her world, there was only Draco at the piano and the song that flowed into the depths of her soul.
When I think of you, you're at the ends of the earth.
When I think of you, you are right before my eyes.
When I think of you, you're in my mind.
When I think of you, you're in my heart.
At that moment, Hermione thought, "So what if I don't understand the lyrics?"
I'd rather believe we had a preordained connection in a past life.
"Our love story in this life will never change."
I'd rather spend my whole life waiting for you to discover me.
I've always been by your side, never far away.
As the last note faded, the song abruptly ended.
The entire venue fell into absolute silence for two seconds, as if everyone was still immersed in the heartfelt singing and unable to extricate themselves.
Immediately afterwards--
The applause erupted ten times more enthusiastically than before!
This time, everyone's praise came from the bottom of their hearts. They didn't understand the lyrics, but they understood the overflowing love.
Hermione remained standing there, listening to a love song she had never heard before—a love song Draco had written for her.
The male guests nodded in approval, showering the audience with praise, "Absolutely fantastic! My God!"
"Unbelievable! This is simply heavenly music!"
" Mr. Malfoy is truly... a master of disguise!"
"I have never heard such a moving performance!"
One male guest even blurted out, "I knew it! How could the Malfoy family possibly be—"
He suddenly realized halfway through his sentence that he had almost let slip his insincere praise.
He quickly shut up, coughed awkwardly, and then clapped even harder, trying to cover up his slip of the tongue.
The female guests, however, had even more mixed feelings.
Looking at the handsome, talented man sitting at the piano, so full of affection, and then at the lucky girl he confessed his love to in such a touching way, her eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.
But in the end, they were all moved by the song, and no more malice could be felt in their hearts; only blessings for the beautiful love remained.
Who wouldn't yearn for a man like that, a relationship like that?
Even the pianist standing to the side was completely captivated, clapping enthusiastically with eyes full of admiration.
Several young waiters forgot their work, stood there in a daze, clapping vigorously, their faces filled with emotion.
Amid applause and cheers, Draco slowly rose to his feet.
He did not bow as before, but instead focused his gaze on Hermione seemed to be Full Body-Bind Curse.
As the applause subsided, all eyes turned to the perfect couple, awaiting what would happen next.
"You... you were faking it all after all," Hermione accused. "That rambling you just did... was all a setup to trick me."
"The process doesn't matter, just tell me... was my singing and playing... good or bad?" Draco said with a sly smile. "And, shouldn't we keep our promise, Mrs. Malfoy!"
"It's not good at all... Who told you to sing that kind of... that kind of song that I can't understand..." Hermione laughed and avoided eye contact.
"Oh? Trying to renege?" A glint of pleasure flashed in Draco's eyes. He lifted Hermione's chin, forcing her to look at him again. "Where is Gryffindor's courage and honesty?"
"I... I didn't cheat! I mean..." Hermione tried to explain, blushing as she tried to slap his hand away.
However, before she could finish speaking...
Draco, who could no longer contain himself, suddenly lowered his head and precisely captured her two soft and sweet lips, kissing her forcefully yet tenderly!
"Uh..." Hermione froze, her eyes widening instantly.
Faint gasps and suppressed gasps could be heard from the surroundings, but they were quickly replaced by even more enthusiastic cheers.
She realized that they were still in a public place!
There were people everywhere!
Embarrassed to the point of wanting to disappear, Hermione instinctively placed her hand against Draco's chest, wanting to push him away and end this overly sudden and deep kiss, intending to stop after a brief encounter.
Instead of letting go, Draco tightened his arms, pulling her even closer into his embrace.
What began as a forceful act of plunder gradually became tender and profound, carrying with it the lingering passion that remained even after the song had ended.
Draco greedily absorbed her breath, as if trying to convey all the love expressed in her song to her.
The applause and gazes from the surrounding guests became subtle.
After all, for such a well-matched and dazzling young couple, after such a unique confession performance, to then share a passionate kiss is simply a scene straight out of a fairy tale.
No one would find it inappropriate; they would only find it captivating!
It made them all want to kiss each other...
After what seemed like an eternity, just as Hermione felt herself about to faint from lack of oxygen and shame, Draco finally gave her a long and passionate kiss, reluctant to end it.
His forehead was pressed against hers, his breathing was still a little heavy, and his gray-blue eyes were as deep as the night sky, clearly reflecting her appearance at this moment.
Hermione's cheeks flushed as red as ripe roses, and her heart was pounding like crazy. She felt shy, embarrassed, sweet, and confused all at once. She felt weak all over and could barely stand.
She could only lower her eyes, avoiding looking around and Draco's burning gaze. She tugged at Draco's sleeve and said shyly, "Shall we go back...?"
Draco smiled with pleasure and satisfaction as he watched Hermione blushing and clinging to his sleeve in a cuddly manner.
"Okay, let's go back."
After saying that, amidst Hermione's gasp and another round of cheers from the crowd, Draco simply picked her up and carried her away from the piano bar, drawing everyone's attention and good-natured applause.