Chapter 63: Proof of Love and Growth (6)
"Could it be that you——"
"Listen carefully. This is the song I wrote for you but never had the chance to play for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yan began to pluck the strings of the zither. Soon after the sound of the zither sounded, Yinyin and Xiuying were stunned. Soon after, the sound of the zither could be heard throughout the huge palace. Perhaps because it was relatively quiet at night, the sound of the zither seemed to be clearly audible in every corner of the palace...
“What is this?”
“Shhh!!”
Huanling and Feng Yan were both in Feng Qinghan's room. The three of them were stunned when they heard the sound of the piano. Huanling's reaction was more obvious, as if he couldn't believe it. Feng Yan didn't say anything, but Feng Qinghan seemed to be enjoying it. Huanling was stopped by him as soon as he spoke.
After a long time, the sound of the piano still did not stop, but Feng Qinghan was already laughing...
“How do you feel about the sound?”
"this--"
It was obvious that Feng Qinghan was asking questions to Huan Ling.
"You can speak frankly."
Knowing the beauty of the piano music that had not subsided for a long time, Huan Ling hesitated and did not dare to speak directly. She certainly knew why Feng Qinghan asked her instead of Feng Yan, but it was a bit cruel and confusing to ask her to evaluate it...
"Yes, the timbre of this piece of music is far more beautiful than the sounds of nature, and it seems to capture everyone's heart and make people feel relaxed and happy. The sound of the piano mainly contains infinite affection. On the one hand, it reflects the infinite affection of the person playing the music, and expresses the deep affection for that person; on the other hand, it fully reflects the mood of the person playing the music at the moment, that kind of deep love that cannot be expressed, self-blame but cannot be changed, can only be seen but cannot be obtained, and the pain hidden in the heart, it is very desolate-"
As soon as Huan Ling finished his evaluation, the sound of the piano subsided, as if Feng Qinghan had already noticed it and asked the question before it stopped.
"Oh, to be praised like that, it means that this player is extremely powerful, right?"
Even though he was unwilling, this was the truth. Huan Ling remained silent . Feng Yan certainly did not understand Huan Ling's evaluation. Only someone with considerable knowledge of music could comment, especially someone who shared the same sentiment...
"I never expected that he was so capable and was tricked."
He opened his folding fan and gently waved it. His words showed reluctance, but there was no trace of it on his face. Feng Qinghan smiled, and his bright eyes were cold and fierce, which made Feng Yan and Huan Ling tremble in their hearts...
Return to [Xinzhu Garden].
Yinyin couldn't say that she understood the music 100%, and it was even more so now. She could tell that the sound Zhou Yan played was something she had never heard before, and the beauty of it was beyond words. Before she heard it, Yinyin had always thought that Feng Qinghan's music was unmatched. Until now, she subconsciously changed her mind. Even though the music had stopped, the melody still echoed in her ears for a long time and could not dissipate. The beauty of the music was beyond reproach, but why did Yinyin sound so sad? She always felt that the music wanted to express something but could not express it. This was her feeling about the music Zhou Yan played. If she thought from her own perspective, it was a little sad to hear it.
"That's really amazing—"
Xiuying opened her eyes wide in shock. She could play the piano, but she just could. Her level was far from being good. But she could hear it. Often listening to Feng Qinghan's playing made her clearly understand the beauty of Zhou Yan's piano sound. She had never seen or even heard that Zhou Yan could play the piano. Usually when Feng Qinghan played, he would just listen at most and never expressed anything, let alone show any appreciation. But now he could play perfectly. Even she could hear that the sound of Zhou Yan's piano was more captivating than Feng Qinghan's.
"you--"
After Xiuying's exclamation, Yinyin also woke up from her daze, but still had an expression of disbelief.
"I thought I had no chance and even forgot about it. I didn't expect that I could give you this song today. If you like it, I will be very happy."
Of course she liked it. How could she not like such a beautiful and melodious piano sound? The problem was that Yin Yin had an indescribable feeling towards Zhou Yan who played this piece of music. She always felt that there was something strange about it. Was it something she hadn't noticed?
Noticing Yinyin's mood, Zhou Yan stood up from his seat and reached out to touch Yinyin's cheek. Then Yinyin woke up from her daze again and stared at Zhou Yan blankly...
"This is the first time since then that I've played the piano just for you. I give you the piano and this song. You can use them as you wish. From now on, unless you want me to, this will be the last time I play."
“…Yan!”
No longer forcing, just longing, indulging her, and wanting to trap her. This feeling of confession and heart-to-heart made Yinyin's body and mind shaken. She didn't know what Zhou Yan was like before, nor did she know how much he loved her. But at this moment, she seemed to feel clearly that Zhou Yan's affection for her seemed to have exceeded her imagination. It was not only life and death and suffering that could prove how deep a person's love was, just like Zhou Yan at this moment... It was because Yinyin had forgotten that she didn't know how much Zhou Yan loved her and how much he had changed for love. Only those who knew knew it. Everything Zhou Yan did now had proved this point...
