SAYE [Run Freely]

Chapter 33

"No," Gu Fei answered him very bluntly.

In reality, there were many finished works that were all saved in his computer even though he technically never listened to them, hence, saying that there were none wasn't exactly wrong - the only one he occasionally listened to was the song sung by Ding Zhuxin.

When it came to these things, it wouldn't have mattered if it was some other person, they could have listened all they wanted. He wasn't very willing to reveal them in the presence of Jiang Cheng, however.

With Jiang Cheng being able to hum out the tune from just a quick glance of the score, he didn't want to make a fool of himself due to any ignorant blunders.

"Man up a bit." Jiang Cheng was probably pretty bored as he said full of zest with the cigarette still in his mouth, "I will keep it a secret."

"Keep a fucking secret," Gu Fei laughed. He hesitated for a moment, then opened the music player, searched around, and clicked play on that song.

When the guitar sounded, Jiang Cheng leaned back into the sofa. He didn't know how to play the guitar but had always liked the sound of it. The thing was that everything he liked, whether it be the guitar, the tin whistle, or the recorder, his mother had always felt that they were not good enough to be presented.

Then came the harmony of a piano.

Devoid of feelings.

Having heard it too much, and also playing it too much, he simply did not want to touch a piano for even a second after passing eighth grade junior high.

His inept behaviour must have made his mother... made Shen Yiqing very much disappointed. After that, whenever relatives and friends came over and proposed to hear him play the piano, Shen Yiqing would always refuse with eyes full of disappointment.

Just be disappointed then, it wasn't like he wanted to play anyways.

The prelude was pretty good, and it was possible to clearly descry the conveyed emotion - complete obscurity.

He couldn't help but glance over at Gu Fei.

The perception that Gu Fei gave others was not of someone that had this sort of mentality.

A low female vocal humming sounded, and Jiang Cheng recognized the voice immediately.

"Ding Zhuxin?" He looked at Gu Fei, slightly taken aback.

"En," Gu Fei responded as he continued to edit the photo with his eyes still glued on the screen.

Jiang Cheng stretched his head forward to take a peek - after holding back, that was - and saw a half of his own face and bare chest, along with a pulled open collar.

"What the fuck." He quickly sat back down on the sofa... quite an oddity undoubtedly existed in seeing someone else editing photos of him. Naturally, he had been looking at himself in the mirror for more than a decade, however, this was downright awkward as heck as if he was peeping at a stranger.

"This shot is especially good," Gu Fei said, looking at him.

"Oh." Jiang Cheng nodded, then amidst Ding Zhuxin's husky and indolent voice, he lowered his head to sip the lemon water.

"I step up into the void, I'm about to fly...

Above me is confusion, and below me, I hear you say 'this world is empty'...

You say one, two, three, shatter the past, let it wither away...

The wind blows, destroying the path back, do you see me singing...