14.4

Xue Zixuan realized that the teenager was an incomparable musical genius, it only took him a day to learn how to read five-line scores, and in terms of fingering, he was at first simply imitating himself and Xue Jingyi, but after two weeks, he already possessed a strong personal style.

Like himself, he was born for music, which allowed Xue Zixuan to take great pleasure in teaching him. Every Thursday Xue Zixuan had to go to the Imperial Capital Conservatory for lessons, and while he had originally enjoyed this, he now felt that it was a waste of time. Although there was no lack of talented people among those students, they looked so mediocre compared to the teenager, he had already gotten the best, why did he need these scraps?

For one lesson, he sacrificed the time he spent with his teenager practicing every morning, which made him a little anxious.

“Class dismissed.” Finally finishing the last of the music theory, he declined the student’s questions and hurried toward the parking lot.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yunsheng was practicing the piano in the piano room. Xue Zixuan was very strict with him, practicing at six in the morning, resting at twelve, practicing again at two in the afternoon, and stopping at seven, with little free time. If he were the one who had just entered the cycle of reincarnation, he would have been furious by now, but now he was also very passionate about music, and did not find it boring or difficult.

Xue Jingyi had thought that the young man’s lively nature and inability to sit still would soon give up learning the qin. Whenever he said something like ‘I don’t want to learn’ or ‘playing the piano is boring’, her brother would surely give up on him. But the result disappointed her greatly, the teenager not only persisted, and every day is getting better, he poured his love for music in the more and more pure and melodious sound of the zither, let a person listen to the heart relaxed and happy.

The way his brother’s eyes looked at him changed from the initial burning to the current obsession, making Xue Jingyi more and more uneasy, and even though his body was very uncomfortable, he still insisted on guarding the piano room every day.

Zhou Yunsheng finished playing a piece and looked towards the young girl sitting by the window who was fidgeting, his clear voice contained a smile, “Jing Yi, would you find it boring? How about we play four-handed?”

“No.” Xue Jingyi absentmindedly refused, and when she saw Xue Zixuan’s ride approaching from the distance, she nodded again and said, “Okay, which song to play?” She wanted her brother to keep looking at himself and not pay attention to others.

“Which song do you want to play?” Zhou Yunsheng flipped through the sheet music.

“The Sailor, I think.” Xue Jingyi sat down at the piano with the nurse’s assistance and turned the sheet music to page eighty-five. The first time she and her brother had worked together, they had also played this piece, drunken sailors shouting, laughing, and flirting with passing fashionable women outside the tavern, the atmosphere ranging from lively to frantic, and in the end, the sailor lay prone at the base of the wall and fell into a sound sleep, and the melody came to a slow end.

The tempo of the whole piece ranges from fast to very fast, and then slowly becomes soothing. Although it is not very difficult, it requires 100% passion to express the feeling of being soundly intoxicated.

Zhou Yunsheng knew that Xue Jingyi would definitely choose this one, in fact, he dug a hole for her to jump into. When she played with Xue Zixuan, because of the undisclosed love in her heart, she boldly released the joy of being close to her beloved with the help of music. Because of this love and joy, even if she didn’t drink, she still looked drunk, like those sailors who were eager to have fun.

This gives her piano sound an infectious quality that is unrivaled.

Xue Zixuan had once said that one of the best pieces Xue Jingyi played was ‘Sailor’. She tried to regain Xue Zixuan’s attention, but Zhou Yunsheng didn’t want to let her have her way. He likes games that are full of contradictions and conflicts, and even more so, he likes to push a person to the brink of extinction before admiring the other person’s desperate struggle.

Because once upon a time, he was struggling with desperation just like they were.

“I’ve never played this song before.” With a heart full of malice, Zhou Yunsheng smiled more and more sweetly on his face.

“Don’t you know how to read sheet music? It’s precisely because you haven’t played it that it’s all the more important to try.” Xue Jingyi placed her fingertips on the keys, heard the faint sound of footsteps coming from downstairs, and immediately began to play.

The tinkling sound of the zither flowed through her fingertips, Xue Jingyi struggled to find the feeling she used to get from playing this piece, but the people around her weren’t the one that could mesmerize her, and aside from the negative emotions of boredom, hard feelings, guilt, and jealousy, she wasn’t able to find even a tiny bit of fun.

She forced herself to continue, only to realize that the person next to her had stopped and was looking at her with a lustful expression.

“What’s wrong?” Her voice was dry.

“Jing Yi, don’t play if you don’t want to.” Zhou Yunsheng softly persuaded.

“I want to play it, can’t I play it well?” Xue Jingyi unconsciously covered her chest. Good or bad, she had actually felt it a long time ago. Four-handed playing demanded a very high level of musical expression from the player, and she had simply pressed the keys just now, not immersing herself in the piece.

She ruined The Sailor.

“If the heart is full of ugly emotions, don’t touch the piano with your hands; that pollutes it. Go sit on the side.” Xue Zixuan, who was standing in the doorway, slowly walked in, his gaze filled with suppression and dissatisfaction.

He has little perception of reality, as if living in an invisible vacuum, yet when music is injected into this vacuum, he becomes extraordinarily perceptive, seeing right through to what the player is thinking, making it impossible to hide.

If you tell him that it’s wrong to kill people, he’ll just respond with a cold smile, but if you sing it in the most beautiful voice, he’ll stare at you with extreme concentration and nod, “You’ve got a point.”

Xue Zixuan is such a grotesque person.

Seeing Xue Jing Yi’s pale face and trembling fingertips, Zhou Yunsheng slightly lowered his head to hide the sarcastic smile that spread across his pupils.

“Four-handed playing trains the player’s musical expression, but only if you find a good partner. I’ll accompany you to practice.” After Xue Jingyi stepped aside, Xue Zixuan sat beside the teenager, his expression and tone becoming very gentle.

During the lesson, he kept wondering whether the teenager had practiced well today, whether he had made progress, and what kind of brilliant achievements he would bag in the future. He was full of concern for his present and full of expectation for his future.

Zhou Yunsheng nodded his head restlessly and sat a little farther away.

The zither sounded again, and the two of them worked together seamlessly. They were like two sailors who had been trekking on the sea for months, stepping onto land with excitement and running impatiently towards the nearest tavern. Although the wine there was cheap, it didn’t have the fishy smell and bitterness of the sea breeze, and it hurt like hell to pour it into their throats, but after the pain was over it produced a burning feeling of euphoria.

They got drunk, chased after women with bold and explicit words, and were beaten by their admirers by the lapels. Yet they were sailors, with strong bodies made by the waves, and only storms and waves could bury them, nothing else could break them.

Even if they were too drunk to tell the difference, they still hit their opponents back hard, walked away amidst the screams, curses, and whistles of the crowd, and then slept silently to death in some dark alley or under a wall.

The two told such a tale of passion and adventure on the piano as if it were playing out before their eyes.

Slowly withdrawing his fingertips, Xue Zixuan turned his head to look at the teenager.

His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were misty, his thin pink lips were slightly open, and he was breathing rapidly as if he was drunk. When he saw himself looking over, he blinked rapidly, looking confused and innocent, and a beam of sunlight fell on the top of his hair, making the few small beads of sweat seeping out of his nose look very crystal clear and striking.

Xue Zixuan suddenly looked dumbfounded. The teenager himself was as beautiful as his zither.

Obviously having a very serious cleanliness fetish, he unconsciously reached out his hand and tried to wipe the beads of sweat from the teenager’s nose. The teenager, however, leaned back violently and avoided his touch, causing a faint wave of loss to well up in his heart.

“Sweating, wipe it off.” He pulled a handkerchief from his jacket pocket.

“Thanks.” Zhou Yunsheng took it and carefully tapped it on his nose.

Xue Zixuan found the restrained and uneasy teenager very cute, so he softly said, “You’re like a high note.”

“Huh?” Zhou Yunsheng stared back in ignorance. Honestly, although he could see through Xue Zixuan’s character, he had never interacted with him before, and could not understand his eccentric way of speaking.

Xue Jingyi, however, violently tightened the hem of her coat. Brother had once said that high notes with round heads were the most adorable notes. There was no doubt that he was praising the teenager in his own unique way, but it was a pity that he couldn’t understand.

They couldn’t be allowed to get along any longer, brother’s treatment of Huang Yi became more tender and focused day by day, and one day, Huang Yi would occupy his entire mind. This premonition came inexplicably, but Xue Jing Yi was convinced of it. She covered her chest and cried out in a pained accent, “Brother, I’m having a hard time.”

“Uncle Fu, take the young lady back to her room to rest, I’ll call Dr. Zhang.” Xue Zixuan picked up his cell phone and dialed the number, not having any intention of leaving the piano room.

Xue Jing Yi’s heart really started to throb at the sight, but she immediately stopped it, “No need to call, I’ll just take a pill. I’ll stay here and listen to you guys practicing.”

“Miss would be better off going back to her room to rest.” Fu Bo worriedly persuaded.

“It’s the same when I’m lying here. Music soothes the emotions, it’s quite good.” Xue Jingyi forced a smile.

Fubuki thought to himself, and made sure she wasn’t having an attack, before leaving.

Zhou Yunsheng pretended to be concerned and asked for a moment, and wanted to run out to get a blanket for her, but was stopped by Xue Zixuan, “Let the nurse go, let’s continue practicing.” He liked the feeling of playing the piano with the teenager.

Zhou Yunsheng was unable to do so and could only sit back down.

Xue Zixuan picked a fast paced dance song, he originally thought that the teenager would not be able to keep up with himself, but the teenager’s fingertips flew and his expression was joyful, clearly not feeling any difficulty. When he began to play, he would throw his formal attitude far away and become lively and cheerful.

He even winked playfully as he looked over, then broke into a smile that shone brighter than the daylight outside the window.

In that instant, Xue Zixuan felt a warm liquid flowing through his cold heart, slowly soaking into his limbs and bones before escaping from his pores and evaporating into bubbles of joy. He also unconsciously grinned, blossoming a radiant smile at the teenager, and then his mischievousness rose, one hand slanting between his hands for a variation.

The teenager’s eyes widened in consternation, but in the next second he reacted and moved his left hand over as well, matching seamlessly. They sometimes played their hands in parallel, sometimes crosswise, adapting the piece as they wished, and when the piece ended, they simultaneously exuded insatiable expressions, like gourmets enjoying a most delicious dinner.

“It’s so much fun!” Zhou Yunsheng wiped the sweat from his palms with the hem of his shirt and exclaimed with a smile.

“Still want to play?” Xue Zixuan gazed at him with a gaze that was gentle to the core.

“Still want to play.”

The teenager nodded vigorously, his dark, shiny hair arcing gracefully through the air.

Xue Zixuan once again reached out his hand, wanting to stroke the top of his very soft looking hair, but it was still dodged. His eyes darkened for a moment, but he quickly hid them, pointing to another sheet of music and said, “Play this ‘Polka’.”

They played one song after another like this for an entire afternoon, and if the butler hadn’t come to urge them to eat, I’m afraid they would have continued to play until late at night. Xue Zixuan’s childhood was very monotonous, and he hardly ever enjoyed games, but just today, he finally understood how a little boy feels when he gets a precious gift.

So loving and inseparable that he wanted to hold him firmly in his arms even in his sleep.

While he was immersed in this wonderful feeling of pleasure, Xue Jingyi was tormented by intense feelings of jealousy. She watched them dance and play with their fingertips, watched them gaze at each other with sympathetic affection flowing from the bottom of their dark eyes, and could barely control her desire to rush over and force them apart.

That night, she suddenly started a high fever, just slightly improved health began to decline sharply, so repeatedly, and I do not know when it will be able to adjust to the state of being able to operate.

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Because of Xue Zixuan’s importance, the attitude of the housekeeper and assistant had obviously changed. In the end, Xue Zixuan was the true heir of the Xue family, and when Xue Rui was not around, he made all the decisions. Zhou Yunsheng was given greater personal freedom, but was still not allowed to appear in the same place as Xue Jing Yi. Of course, the current Xue Jing Yi couldn’t just go out and walk around, at most sitting by the window to look at the scenery.

On this day, Zhou Yunsheng finished his morning practice and headed to the restaurant to forage for food. He picked up his glass of water and froze before he could take a sip. The non-stop trembling of his soul told him that the person he had been searching for was nearby.

“Uncle Fu, I’m going out to play for a while!” The words fell out as soon as he ran out.

By the time the butler chased him out of the kitchen, the teenager had already run out of sight and had to ask his assistant to rush to find him.

Zhou Yunsheng ran around the golf course and finally found his target near the eighteenth hole. It was a man sitting in a wheelchair, his extremely handsome face shrouded in a cold, hostile aura like substance, intimidating. He had a cigar in his mouth, and a bodyguard dressed in black was half kneeling on the ground to help him light it.

Not knowing what the bodyguard said, his narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, radiating chilling killing intent. The bodyguard immediately took two steps back and took out his cell phone to make a call.

Not far away, on the lawn, a few men were playing golf, seemingly affected by the man’s heavy pressure, they frequently missed, and beads of sweat broke out on their foreheads. Because of fear, they had long lost their fun, but did not dare to stop without authorization because the men liked to watch people play.

The white blob landed in the far side of the bunker, and several people let out chagrined sighs, peeking fearfully at the men’s expressions.

Seeing this, Zhou Yunsheng smiled cheerfully and stood on his tiptoes to shout, “Hey, can I come in to watch the game?”

The man turned his head to look back, and his pupils couldn’t help but contract for an instant. It was a very delicate-looking teenager, with starry eyes and an agar nose, red lips and white teeth, and when he smiled brightly, he seemed to be glowing all over, shaking people’s eyes to the point of dizziness. The man exhaled a mouthful of smoke, trying to blur out this aesthetically pleasing image that caused both his retinas and heart valves to tingle.

Several bodyguards immediately walked over to shoo the people when they saw their boss’s brows furrowed in what appeared to be displeasure.

“Let him in.” The man took a drag on his cigar and averted his eyes, pretending not to care.

The ballpark staff rushed to open the small door near the chain link fence to let the teenager, or teenage girl, in.

Unaccustomed to contact with strangers, the man stared at a couple of people who were playing soccer not far away, pretending to be very focused. But the teenager preferred to hang around in front of his eyes and tried to reach out his fingertips to poke at his senseless legs.

A bodyguard revealed a ‘you seek death’ expression and walked over menacingly, but was stopped by the boss’s cold gaze.

The man took hold of the teenager’s slender fingertips and asked dumbly, “What do you want?”

“How did you become like this?” The teenager replied, a misty fog seeping out of his black peach blossom eyes, as if he was heartbroken.

This made the man feel very uncomfortable and pushed the teenager away to take a hard drag on his cigar. He really couldn’t understand why he had somehow let the teenager in, if it was a different person, he would have dealt with it long ago. Before that, he hadn’t even half considered what kind of purpose the teenager had approached him with. If he had tried to kill him, he would have gotten it just now.

Even though all sorts of dark speculations kept popping up in his head, the man still didn’t open his mouth to drive the teenager away. As soon as he touched the teenager’s clear and incomparable eyes, he lost the ability to resist.

“Is it an illness or an accident? Can it be cured?” The teenager, not at all afraid of his cold face, chattered on with his inquiries.

Truly a newborn, the ignorant are fearless! Several bodyguards praised the teenager for his bold behavior.

“You don’t recognize me?” The man exhaled a puff of smoke at the teenager’s delicate little face.

The teenager choked and coughed until his cheeks were red, but excitedly pursued the question, “What’s your name? We’ll know each other if you say it.”

The man didn’t answer, but pointed at the teenager’s two bare legs and said, “Why did you run out without pants?” Although the wide white shirt covered the private parts, it set off a pair of legs more and more white and straight, the feeling of being half-covered was more appealing than not wearing them.

He couldn’t wait to take off his suit jacket and wrap the lower half of his body in it.

Zhou Yunsheng smiled brightly and lifted the hem of his shirt generously, “I’m wearing it, look.” In order to cover up his flat chest, the Xue family had purchased most of the tops for him that were very loose, and the pants were even more dominated by denim shorts and leggings, making sure to make him look like a woman.

Denim shorts can be wrapped around the teenager’s upturned buttocks, the waistline is very low, revealing a small rounded navel, such a delicate view of the unguarded into the eyes, so that the man’s eyes instantly darkened.

He pulled down the hem of the teenager’s shirt with force, turning a baleful gaze to warn the bodyguards standing around.

A few of the pugilists wore strange expressions before turning their backs with a sense of purpose.

“Wear it.” He quickly took off his jacket and threw it over the teenager.

Zhou Yunsheng joyfully received the ‘token of love’ handed by his lover, sighing with satisfaction: possessiveness is still so strong, the dead pervert has not changed at all, so good. He tied his jacket around his waist and noticed that his lover’s gloomy expression was slightly relieved, and immediately curled up his lips and smiled at him curtly.

The man couldn’t stop the soft color from seeping out from under his icy eyes, and reached out to touch the black studs on his tiny earlobes.

A string of codes broke into 008’s database without warning, surprising Zhou Yunsheng. It turned out that this person’s love and trust in him had reached such a level: even if he had no memory, even if he met for the first time, he could deliver the source code that would determine his life and death without hesitation by virtue of his subconscious.

He loved him more than life.

Zhou Yunsheng touched the hot earlobes more and more brilliant smile, laughing and smiling eyes seeped out crystal tears.

“A child’s face changes in June.” The man pinched the teenager’s tender white cheeks hard and ordered, “Didn’t you say you wanted to watch the ball? Push me onto the green.”

“Good.” Zhou Yunsheng answered loudly, puffing and puffing as he pushed the 193-centimeter tall, 82-kilogram man onto the green, then squatted and sat beside him, giggling. Where did he have the heart to watch the ball now, he was filled with the pleasure of finding his lover. He knew the love of his life would be waiting for him in the world he had once experienced.

Their ties come from the deepest part of their souls and no one can sever them.

He just stared at his lover’s handsome, unassuming side, a fiery gaze that made him sit up and blush.

“Look at what I’m doing, watching the ball.” The man spat smoke rings at the teenager’s face and couldn’t help but laugh when he saw him choking again. This made the several bodyguards very frightened, not understanding where the Yama who was grim at all times and released murderous aura without moving had gone, possessed by an alien, right?

Zhou Yunsheng coughed his eyes red, but his heart was happy, his butt moved, closer to the man, peeled on his legs and asked, “What’s your name, where do you live?”

“What’s the point of asking so many questions?” The man rubbed the teenager’s dark hair.

“Ask me clearly so I can find you later.” Zhou Yunsheng’s fear that his lover would suddenly disappear became his biggest nightmare.

“First you tell me what your name is and where you live.” The man said in a seductive tone. He didn’t understand where he got so much patience with the teenager, let alone why he couldn’t raise a single defense against him.

“I ……” Zhou Yunsheng was just about to open his mouth when a gloomy voice suddenly came from behind him, “Xiao Yi, go back with me!”

He turned his head and realized that Xue Zixuan’s car was parked not far away on the forest path. The man who was always elegant and indifferent actually revealed a nervous expression at this moment, his eyes filled with deep scorn and a hint of fear.

The lover also raised an eyebrow, his eyes wide.

It was obvious that these two people knew each other. Zhou Yunsheng was relieved, dropping a ‘I’ll come back to you later’ and ran towards Xue Zixuan. As long as he got a name from Xue Zixuan, he would be able to check his lover’s life in this world to the bottom.

Like a butterfly, the teenager flipped over the iron fence with exceptional dexterity and ran towards Xue Zixuan before being stuffed into the car and disappearing.

Noticing that the man was staring intently at the rear of the car with a pensive look in his eyes, one of the bodyguards said in a low voice, “Master Yan, she should be that young daughter of Xue Er’s family, Xue Jingyi.”

“Girls? Girls can’t be this cute. Go check, he’s never Xue Jingyi.” The man snorted.

A strong, ear-pulling desire rose in the hearts of several bodyguards. Was Master Yan joking just now? Did the sun come out of the west?