Tonight, the moon is absent, and the sky appears somewhat overcast.
For Yan Yuchen and Qingya, however, these conditions pose no problem. As long as it's not a night with thunder and lightning, souls can move freely.
Yan Yuchen's Yin soul leaves his body, accompanied by Qingya, once again arriving in the girl's bedroom.
Chen Qizhen tends to stay up late. At this moment, she has just finished bathing, standing by the window in a thin white shirt, her long legs exposed in the bright light, dazzlingly white.
Qingya, with wide eyes, swallows nervously but dares not look too much. He whispers, "Sir, you watch; I'll go find the evil spirits and check if those bastards who ganged up on me last time have shown up."
With that, he tactfully floats away.
Chen Qizhen stands by the window for a while, then goes to a corner and picks up the natural wood-colored guitar. She caresses it for a while, sighs softly, and puts it back.
Shortly after, she turns off the lights and lies down on the bed, tossing and turning, finding it hard to sleep.
Perhaps feeling warm, she unbuttons the front of her shirt, stretches her arms open, quietly staring at the ceiling. The shirt slides to the sides, revealing the snow-white and full peaks in the middle.
Yan Yuchen's breathing quickens; he hurriedly turns his head away, afraid to look again.
Another half hour passes, and the girl finally falls asleep.
Soon, her delicate eyebrows furrow, her small hands clench tightly, and her whole body begins to tremble slightly.
Clearly, the nightmares that haunted her for half a year have returned.
Yan Yuchen floats in through the window and swiftly enters her dream.
When the girl is helplessly crying in a dark corner, a bright light appears, and the angelic boy finally shows up.
"Lei Feng!"
Overjoyed, the girl rushes forward and tightly embraces him.
However, the name she shouts makes Yan Yuchen's mouth twitch incessantly, caught between laughter and tears.
"Look, these monsters are actually very timid. As soon as I show up, they scatter. You just need to be brave, have confidence in yourself, and soon they will be afraid of you."
Yan Yuchen leads her to the dreamlike and beautiful meadow, encouraging her timid and shy soul.
The girl nods, holding onto his arm tightly, shy and full of hope, saying, "Lei Feng, can you stay with me forever? With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."
Yan Yuchen can't let her down, nods, and smiles, "Of course, I will always be with you."
"Forever?"
The girl looks at him with bright eyes.
Yan Yuchen hesitated for a moment, then nodded, saying, "Yes, forever."
The girl smiled with joy, affectionately rubbing her chin against his arm. She then stood up, grabbed her skirt, and twirled in front of him, her face beaming with happiness. "Thank you, I'm really happy..."
Yan Yuchen smiled tenderly, but in his heart, he sighed silently.
"Lei Feng, do you like listening to songs? Shall I play the guitar for you?"
The girl asked happily, blinking her big eyes at him.
Yan Yuchen nodded with a smile and suddenly pointed to the apple tree above, saying, "Look, there's a guitar hanging there; it's a gift from me to you."
The girl looked up and was pleasantly surprised to find a guitar hanging there.
It was a brand new wooden guitar with six strings shimmering with dazzling rainbow colors, incredibly beautiful!
Overjoyed, the girl carefully took the guitar down on tiptoes, tears streaming down her face. "Lei Feng, thank you. From childhood to now, besides my father, only you have given me gifts..."
Yan Yuchen asked, "What about your family?"
Wiping away the tears on her cheeks, the girl replied in a low voice, "They're gone."
Yan Yuchen fell silent for a moment, then smiled faintly, saying, "You said you wanted to play the guitar for me, right? Come on, play a song for me. Maybe you'll impress me, and I'll give you a reward."
The girl asked, "What reward?"
Yan Yuchen touched his lips, smirking, "I'll give you a kiss that all the girls in the world would envy."
"Haha..."
The girl burst into laughter, teasingly saying, "So shameless."
Then she sat on the green grass, started playing the guitar, and sang a song. Her mood was like the sky above, clear and bright.
At that time, I
Was like a budding flower in spring
And at that time, you
Were like a beautiful butterfly fluttering around me
You always quietly told me
You are the flower-picking demon
Living in anticipation of my bloom
...
The sound of the guitar echoed, the girl's pure voice like clear spring water, flowing gently on the beautiful grassland.
Her dreams became more and more beautiful.
The girl finished the song, then turned to look at Yan Yuchen, a bit shyly asking, "Was it good?"
Yan Yuchen nodded, saying, "Yes, very pure and melodious."
The girl became even happier, slightly proud, and said, "So, what reward are you going to give me? Today is my birthday, you know."
Yan Yuchen, taken aback, said, "Really?"
The girl nodded, saying, "Besides me, only you know."
Yan Yuchen scratched his head, saying, "How about giving you the envy-inducing kiss that all the girls in the world would want? What do you think?"
As he said that, he puckered his lips, ready to lean in.
The girl giggled and dodged, saying, "No, I don't want that."
Yan Yuchen shrugged, saying, "Well, then there's no other way. Consider the guitar in your hand as the birthday gift I gave you."
The girl wrinkled her nose, eyes filled with a playful smile, "No, I want you to sing a song for me. I just sang for you, and now it's your turn. If you can't sing, hum a nursery rhyme, and I'll consider it passed."
"Singing?"
Yan Yuchen was a bit surprised at the suggestion, thought for a moment, pointed to the guitar in her hand, and said, "Alright, give me the guitar. I'll sing a random one for you. If it doesn't sound good, don't make fun of me."
The girl burst into laughter, saying, "Why do you want my guitar? You can't play it. Just sing any song; randomly playing the guitar will sound terrible since the tones won't match."
Yan Yuchen looked at her strangely, saying, "Who told you that I can't play the guitar? You're underestimating me too much. Give it here; let me play something for you."
This time, the girl looked utterly astonished, asking, "Can you really play?"
Yan Yuchen naturally wouldn't tell her about his severe illness before the rebirth. At that time, unable to play basketball or football due to health restrictions, he could only stay at home playing the guitar and piano. Even if he wanted the stars in the sky, his parents would find a way to get them for him.
Without answering her question, Yan Yuchen reached for the guitar, pressed the chords with his left hand, and with a swift movement of his right hand, played a smooth and melodious arpeggio.
The girl was instantly stunned.
As the beautiful chords resonated, Yan Yuchen's singing voice followed.
"Every time,
In the hesitation of loneliness, I stand strong,
Every time,
Even if deeply wounded, I won't shed a tear."
"I know,
I've always had invisible wings,
Take me, fly,
Fly past despair,
..."
As the chords flowed and Yan Yuchen hummed along, with this never-before-seen song "Invisible Wings" gradually reaching its climax, the girl's eyes widened, becoming brighter, and the small hand clutching her skirt began to tremble.
When the climax of the song, "I finally see all dreams blossoming, the singing of the young pursuit is so vibrant," was sung by Yan Yuchen in a soaring and hopeful melody, the girl was completely shaken!
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