CIATB Isn't Chapter 506 perfect?
Isn't Chapter 506 perfect?
Isn't Chapter 506 perfect?
That night, time seemed to slow down, flowing gently and leisurely forward.
However, when the first rays of morning light fall on the bedroom floor, it feels as if everything has passed in the blink of an eye, like a fleeting moment.
The matter with Muse Music has come to an end, and Yu Huan has nothing left to worry about.
Last night, Lin Yourong and I had already planned to take advantage of this rare moment of leisure today to stay quietly at home and handle some of our own affairs.
Early in the morning, just after the clock struck eight, Yu Huan got out of bed with great energy and went briskly to the kitchen.
After preparing breakfast for the two of them, he returned to the bedroom and gently woke Lin Yourong, who was still asleep...
Wearing pajamas, Lin Yourong was still sleepy, her eyes showing lingering drowsiness, as she slowly walked into the bathroom to wash up.
Not fully awake from a sweet dream, I groggily turned on the tap, intending to wash my face with warm water to quickly refresh myself.
Just then, her phone rang suddenly in her pajama pocket.
Lin Yourong quickly wiped her wet hands with a towel, answered the phone, and heard Sister Ru say on the other end that she would be there soon.
The originally peaceful and quiet morning suddenly became somewhat busy because of this news.
Lin Yourong hurriedly ate half a corn cob, drank a few mouthfuls of milk, and then began to frantically get ready to go out.
Yu Huan leaned back comfortably in her chair at the restaurant, picked up her mug, and took a big gulp of milk.
As he savored the silky smoothness of the milk spreading across his taste buds, he looked up at Lin Yourong, who was bending over to change her shoes in front of the shoe cabinet, and said loudly, "Wife, I'll pick you up tonight, and then we can see where we want to go for a stroll."
Lin Yourong straightened up, her slender, fair fingers gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, the movement elegant and natural.
She then turned to look at Yu Huan, a gentle smile blooming on her face, and replied, "Sure, but we have to record a show tomorrow, so I'm not sure exactly how long I'll be busy today... Let's try to finish before eight o'clock."
"Okay, we'll see then. I'm looking forward to our time alone together tonight." Yu Huan's lips curled up into a bright smile.
However, the mere mention of their time together as a couple caused his thoughts to wander uncontrollably back to the previous night.
Lin Yourong's shy and charming face, her soft and melodious singing voice, played on repeat in his mind like scenes from a movie...
Yu Huan quickly patted her forehead, trying to banish these enchanting images from her mind.
At this moment, Lin Yourong had already opened the front door, and a refreshing breeze blew in along the corridor.
Yu Huan watched her retreating figure with concern in her eyes, then said, "Take a rest if you're tired. If anything happens, be sure to call me!"
Hearing the sound, Lin Yourong turned around and waved to him before gently closing the door.
As the door slowly closed, Yu Huan's gaze remained fixed on it. Sipping her milk, she drifted into a brief state of blankness.
After a moment, he slowly picked up the corn and continued to eat it.
Before we knew it, the sun was high in the sky, and it was noon.
Yu Huan had just finished handling the virtual currency matters while on the balcony, and as soon as she took her fingers off the mouse, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: these two days seem to be Valentine's Day in the West.
Then quickly move the mouse to the bottom right corner and gently click to open the calendar.
Sure enough, the calendar clearly showed that tomorrow was Valentine's Day.
No woman can resist a sense of ritual and romance.
Looking back on the long time I've spent with Lin Yourong, I realize I've definitely fallen short in this area, and I must take this opportunity to make up for it.
Yu Huan leaned back comfortably in her chair, her right hand unconsciously rising to stroke her chin as she pondered how to give Lin Yourong an unforgettable surprise.
After much deliberation, he decided to cater to their preferences.
Lin Yourong loved music, so he wrote two songs, then slipped the sheet music into his bouquet and handed it to her at just the right moment.
Wouldn't that scene be perfect?
Well, let's do it.
I'll send one tomorrow; the other one will be saved for next time...
Thinking of this, Yu Huan couldn't help but secretly praise herself for being such a clever little devil.
At noon, Yu Huan went into the kitchen and quickly cooked two dishes: stir-fried pork with chili peppers and stir-fried cabbage sprouts.
He specially prepared enough for two meals, thinking he would just make do with what he had for dinner.
After lunch, he went to the terrace to tend to the potted plants and stretch his muscles. Then, he got right to work, quickly walked to the computer, sat down steadily, and soon successfully wrote the sheet music for two songs.
One of the poems was the one I had promised Lin Yourong, adapted from Yeats's poem "When You Are Old".
After completing the sheet music, he immediately threw himself into creating demos for the two songs.
During a break from making the film, Yu Huan gently took off her headphones to let her ears relax.
He casually picked up the mug on the side of the mousepad, took a sip of the now-cold water, and the coolness slid down his throat, instantly making him a bit more awake.
Just then, the phone screen on the table suddenly lit up, followed by a crisp message notification sound in the quiet balcony.
Yu Huan leaned forward slightly, took a closer look, and discovered that it was a WeChat message sent by Lin Yourong.
A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. He then picked up his phone with his left hand, unlocked it, and opened the messages.
The two message bubbles displayed:
Mengmeng has returned to the city from her hometown and is staying with me now. We're planning to go to the Martyrs' Park tonight.
'Honey, do you want to come with me?'
Upon seeing these two messages, Yu Huan couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings).
Plans really do change, and our world for two suddenly turned into a world for many.
He pondered for a moment, then tapped lightly on the screen, replying: 'Sure, what time?'
As soon as I clicked send, I received a reply almost instantly: 'It should be eight o'clock, right? I'll call you when I leave.'
'Can! ’
"Honey, what did you have for lunch?"
Stir-fried pork with chili peppers, stir-fried cabbage sprouts.
Did you make it yourself?
Yu Huan sensed the concern in Lin Yourong's words, and a slight smile touched his lips as he replied warmly, "Yes, I cooked two portions, saving one for tonight."
We just finished eating in the cafeteria and arrived at the hotel. We're going to take a nap.
Upon seeing this message, Yu Huan suddenly remembered that Zhang Ye had acted as a go-between today, arranging for Lin Yourong to ask Han Hong for advice on Tibetan singing techniques.
A surge of curiosity welled up within him, and he quickly asked:
How did your chat with Han Hong go? Did you learn anything?
After sending the message, Yu Huan's fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the edge of the phone screen, anticipating Lin You Rong's reply.
The reply came very quickly:
"The video call lasted for over an hour! Teacher Han Hong was incredibly patient, correcting the details of my Tibetan accent bit by bit and giving me a lot of advice."
After reading it, Yu Huan smiled with satisfaction. She tapped lightly on the screen, added two red lipstick emojis, and then clicked send.
"That's good. Get some sleep and recharge."
'Uh-huh.'
After a brief conversation, Yu Huan put her headphones back on.
However, my conversation with Lin Yourong about taking a lunch break just now seemed to have triggered some kind of switch, and a strong feeling of drowsiness surged in like a tidal wave.
He couldn't help but let out a big yawn, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Yu Huan had no intention of going to bed, after all, she was only in her early twenties and could handle it.
I fought off sleepiness, picked up the mouse, and continued working on the demo.
Before I knew it, the sky outside the window had gradually darkened, and it was approaching evening.
Yu Huan felt as stiff as a wooden board. He stood up, stretched, and his joints made a "crackling" sound.
He then turned and looked out the window.
The afterglow of the setting sun spread freely, painting the entire sky in a captivating orange-red hue.
Yu Huan couldn't help but feel a pang of regret; such beautiful weather, and he'd spent the entire day cooped up at home...
As the sun slowly sets in the west, night gradually falls.
After a quick dinner, Yu Huan hummed a little tune as she went downstairs, hopped on her electric scooter, and leisurely rode around the nearby streets.
Along the way, he would stop the car from time to time to take out his phone and look at the electronic map.
After searching for a long time, I finally found a flower shop that was still open at the entrance of an alley.
He carefully selected a bouquet of vibrant roses, and then asked the middle-aged proprietress for a vintage envelope.
In short, I really put a lot of thought into creating a Valentine's Day surprise for my wife.
By the time he got home, night had completely enveloped the earth.
Yu Huan printed out the sheet music, stuffed it into an envelope, and after finishing, she had a moment of peace. She went straight into the karaoke room and collapsed onto the beanbag chair.
He played on his phone and drank tea for a while.
The phone rang suddenly. Yu Huan picked it up and saw that it was Lin Yourong calling.
He glanced at the time; it was only seven o'clock. He thought to himself that her rehearsal today must have gone quite smoothly.
Yu Huan held the phone to his ear, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Hey, honey, did you finish work early?"
Lin Yourong's cheerful laughter came through the receiver instantly, full of joy: "Yes, you can get ready to go out now."
Hearing this, Yu Huan remembered that she had to record a program the next day, and quickly asked, "Do you need me to bring you anything? Are you staying at a hotel tonight or going home since you're recording the program tomorrow?"
"No need! There's no filming scheduled for tomorrow morning. I can just go for the rehearsal in the morning."
Yu Huan nodded slightly, sat up straight, and said while tidying up the tea tray in front of her, "I understand, I'll head out now."
"Okay~ I'll contact you when I arrive."
Yu Huan hung up the phone and leisurely got up and went out.
As soon as I stepped out of the stairwell, a gentle breeze greeted me.
The wind carried less of the usual night chill and more of a refreshing coolness, ruffling his hair.
Yu Huan subconsciously pulled down her mask and took a deep breath of fresh air.
He felt the refreshing scent travel smoothly from his nasal cavity to his heart and lungs, instantly sweeping away the fatigue that had accumulated throughout the day, and making him feel refreshed.
There are noticeably more people in the neighborhood now.
Perhaps because of the warm weather today, all sorts of people came out for a leisurely stroll, and laughter echoed in every corner of the neighborhood.
Soon, Yu Huan drove his BMW through the empty streets, heading towards the east gate of Martyrs' Park as if he were in his element.
Upon arriving at his destination, he randomly found a hotel parking lot nearby, parked his BMW, and then went to the park entrance to wait.
Yu Huan put her hands on her hips and looked into the distance along the wide and clean bluestone passage.
In the distance, the majestic Martyrs' Tower comes into view.
The Martyrs' Monument is solemn and dignified, exuding a heavy and profound aura.
After gazing into the distance for a short while, my cell phone in my pocket suddenly started vibrating violently, followed by a crisp ringtone that broke the silence.
Yu Huan took out her phone from her pocket and looked closely. The caller ID on the screen was Xie Gouhua calling.
Without thinking, he swiped to answer the call and then held the phone to his ear.
Before he could even speak, Xie Gouhua's familiar loud voice came through the receiver: "Hey, boss, what are you busy with?"
Upon hearing this address, Yu Huan quickly responded with a smile: "Dog, you should just call me Huan'er. It sounds so awkward and uncomfortable to hear you call me 'Boss Brother'."
“No problem, boss.” Xie Gouhua replied with a hint of humor, then paused for a moment before speaking seriously, “Speaking of which, when are you going back to the city? No matter how busy you are, you should be free during the Spring Festival, right? We should get together and have a good meal together, have some fun.”
As Yu Huan listened, her mind quickly began to wander.
Lin Yourong is going to the Broadcasting Center to record a program tomorrow, so he is relatively free.
Teacher Wu had specifically told him beforehand to go home and send some groceries over when he had time...
After a moment's consideration, he replied, "How about tomorrow night? Let's grab a late-night snack, Dog?"
As they were talking, Yu Huan noticed a family of four walking towards the park entrance, chatting and laughing.
So he moved aside, stepped to the side of the entrance, and made way for the pedestrians.
Xie Gouhua's loud voice boomed through the receiver again: "Alright, Huan'er! Tomorrow night it is, let's go for a late-night snack!"
Yu Huan nodded slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips, and replied, "Then you're in charge of organizing the gathering. You choose the location, and I promise I'll be there whenever you call tomorrow night."
"Anyway, Little Fox lives in Takahashi, he'll definitely come." Xie Gouhua smiled, then added jokingly, "Alright, boss, I won't bother you any longer, see you later!"
Yu Huan chuckled: "See you later, Gouzi."
Hearing the busy tone from the phone receiver, Yu Huan couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle.
After hanging up the phone, I noticed a text message on my phone reminding me of an incoming call.
He was about to call Lin Yourong back when he glanced up and saw three women walking gracefully across the street.
(End of this chapter)