My heart will either return or be sent to you (18)

  Lucy Yang met Duan Chenliang again at the school's New Year's Eve party.

  The stage lights were dazzling, but the cold wind at night was still unabated. Lucas was tightly held by Bai Mo's arm beside him, his head lightly leaning on her shoulder, closing his eyes to rest.

  Bai Miao wasn't interested in watching the performances, she just wanted to end this boring New Year's Eve party as soon as possible and fall asleep under her quilt until dawn.

  At this time, the campus was filled with Chinese-style music, and on stage were groups of girls wearing grass-green long dresses dancing classical dance, each with an unexpectedly good figure, swaying gracefully.

  The music ended, the beauties on stage took a bow together, and the lights on stage went out in sync. The most exciting moment was about to come, Lucas Yang subtly raised the corner of his mouth, his heart filled with infinite anticipation.

  When the stage lit up again, Lucy saw Lu Senxiang standing in the center of the stage with a guitar in his arms. He was smiling as brightly as the sun, and on this cold night, he was warmer than the sun. On the left side of the stage, there was a piano, and sitting in front of it was the boy she knew all too well.

  His calm profile, showing no emotion, the lamp light casting a shadow on his bangs, his gaze faintly lingering on the piano keys below his eyes, as if he were in another planet, with only quietness and peace, completely unable to hear the screaming voices from the audience.

  It's fine if I couldn't hear it, and it's also okay if I didn't care. That's what Lucien thought.

  Actually, Lucy Yang didn't know if Duan Chenliang would feel disappointed. In the past, no matter where he went, he was always a dazzling light. Even in this scene now, the screaming voices calling out names from below should be his name. But now, everything has changed. Lu Senxiang's popularity has obviously surpassed Duan Chenliang's, and even Lucy Yang only heard girls shouting "Lu Senxiang" three words, she didn't hear anyone shouting "Duan Chenliang".

  I don't know if I should be happy or not, but finally, in this world, only she still loves him.

  "They're all just a bunch of wallflowers." Bai Mo was woken up by the shrill screams, she lazily opened her eyes and couldn't help but laugh when she saw the boy holding a guitar on stage.

  Actually, Lu Senxiang is quite handsome too. Bai Mo didn't intend to deny this fact, but her gaze quickly shifted to Duan Chenliang's position, she saw Duan Chenliang's calm and unruffled expression, no, to be precise, it should be an expressionless face.

  Bai Mo sighed in his heart and muttered to himself: "Duan Chenliang is indeed calm in the face of danger! Even when the situation is unfavorable, he still looks like a dead man."

  "You talk a lot." Lucien Yang hummed in disgust, eagerly awaiting the performance of the two people on stage.

  Lucas Yang never knew that Duan Chenliang could play the piano. The only memory related to Duan Chenliang's performance was when he held the microphone in the center of the stage, unable to sing a single lyric for a long time. Now seeing this scene is not very similar to before, but there is a sense of familiarity.

  At this moment, Lu Senxiang bowed slightly towards the stage, and began to strum the strings of his guitar. Duan Chenliang's fingers also moved deftly on the piano keys, and the sound of the piano and guitar blended together in perfect harmony, stirring Ruxi Yang's heartstrings. After the prelude was over, Lu Senxiang's singing voice slowly poured into everyone's hearts like warm sunlight.

  "At first, I let this guy sing and said he wouldn't be able to! He actually sang so well! How is that possible!" At this time, Bai Mo scolded fiercely, his momentum as if he wanted to settle accounts with Lu Senxiang.

  Lusi Yang glanced at Bai Mo, saying nothing, just smiling faintly. Lusi Yang knew that if she told Bai Mo now that she had heard Lu Senxiang sing a long time ago, it would deepen Bai Mo's dissatisfaction with Lu Senxiang.

  While mesmerized by the performance on stage, a mysterious flying object suddenly flew towards Duan Chenliang and hit his cheek with some deviation before falling to the ground.

  Under the stage began a commotion, whispers like surging seawater wave after wave constantly surged forward.