Chapter 18: Distance
Chapter Eighteen: Distance
After Ji Xiangyu came off stage, he couldn’t contain his excitement. Without changing out of his performance attire, he rushed to the audience seats and to Qing Tian’s side, asking nervously, “Why are you here?”
Qing Tian looked at him with complex eyes and said uncertainly, “I was supposed to treat you to a meal, but…”
Ji Xiangyu immediately apologized, “I’m sorry, I’ve been so busy with rehearsals that I forgot to confirm the time with you!”
Qing Tian smiled faintly, “No need to apologize, it was my oversight!”
Ji Xiangyu sat lazily beside her and changed the subject, “It’s okay, we met today, which means we’re fated!”
Qing Tian sat upright, silent. At this moment, another band began performing on stage.
Ji Xiangyu explained, “This is my dad’s band. That conductor is my dad, and the person standing in the black dress is my mother!”
Qing Tian looked at the people on stage as Ji Xiangyu described. The woman in black playing the violin was his mother. Her long, shiny black hair drifted as she played, forming beautiful, elegant arcs in the air!
The conductor had his back to her, so she couldn’t see his face, but his silhouette alone identified him as a gentleman.
Qing Tian said leisurely, “You are truly happy!”
Ji Xiangyu turned his head to look at Qing Tian. From this angle, he could see two-thirds of her face. Her large eyes held a hint of melancholy, as if an old soul who had seen much of the world was observing it!
Ji Xiangyu placed his hand on her shoulder and said affectionately, “Everyone is happy, it’s just that the way they are happy differs!”
Hearing his words, she turned her face towards him. They looked at each other face-to-face. Qing Tian smiled faintly at him, and he maintained his original posture, looking at her.
Beethoven’s music played in the background, but Qing Tian could no longer hear the music. Every cell in her body was focused on Ji Xiangyu.
She heard him say, “You are my sunny. ….”
After hearing this, Qing Tian lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and murmured, “You are my sunshine. ….”
However, her voice was too soft. At that moment, the performance on stage reached a crescendo. Ji Xiangyu didn’t hear her words; he only saw Qing Tian’s lips moving. He guessed what she was saying but desperately wanted to hear it clearly.
He pressed, “What did you just say?”
Qing Tian’s face flushed, and she turned her head away, saying, “Just thank you!”
Ji Xiangyu looked at her profile with disappointment. Why couldn’t she say it again?
At that moment, someone called for Ji Xiangyu from backstage. She nodded slightly, signaling him to hurry back. Because of his presence, many young girls nearby were looking at her with the intensity of millions of volts, and if he didn’t leave soon, she feared she would be roasted.
Qing Tian felt she couldn’t stay any longer and quietly left. Outside the concert hall, she walked slowly along a path lined with jasmine flowers. The fragrance wafted over, so strong it was almost suffocating. It was very different from Ji Xiangyu’s scent, which was light and pleasant, not at all overwhelming!
She sighed, looking up at the clear blue sky, regretting her earlier hesitation!
He was like sunshine in her life, illuminating the dark corners of her existence!
Qing Tian thought, perhaps people crave what they lack. Her own disposition was gloomy, so she was named Qing Tian to compensate. Xia Yang was similar; his name didn’t match his personality!
Ji Xiangyu was born into a good family, with a warm home, a cheerful disposition, and exceptional intelligence. Therefore, his name, Xiangyu, complemented his personality.
It wasn’t the ‘yu’ from Xiang Yu, nor the ‘yu’ from universe, but the ‘yu’ from ‘pear blossoms weeping rain.’ This was indeed a wonderful combination.
She felt increasingly bored, even researching the origin of Ji Xiangyu’s name and its connection to his personality!
She walked to a lotus pond and stopped. There’s an ancient saying: “Emerging from mud unstained, pure lotus not seductive!”
A Prince Charming like Ji Xiangyu would be more suited to a young lady with the elegant and pure disposition of a lotus and noble status.
All her confidence crumbled in the face of Ji Xiangyu’s superior external conditions.
Qing Tian sat by the lotus pond in annoyance, her gaze complex as she watched the lotus leaves sway in the wind, her heart drifting along…
Ji Xiangyu appeared beside her at some point. Seeing her sit down, he handed her a Starbucks cappuccino and asked, “Was it good?”
Qing Tian looked at him, a little stunned, then understood his meaning from his expectant eyes. She smiled and said, “I don’t have much of a musical ear, but I really thought it was good!”
Ji Xiangyu chuckled, then took a sip of his beverage and changed the subject, “Have you decided what you want to treat me to?”
Qing Tian was taken aback by his question and replied a bit slowly, “What do you want to eat?”
Just as Ji Xiangyu was about to answer, his telephone rang. He gave Qing Tian an apologetic look and answered the call in a low voice.
From his conversation, Qing Tian vaguely understood that the organizers were looking for him for dinner. It seemed her appearance was truly ill-timed. Just as she was about to say, “It’s okay,” she saw Ji Xiangyu hang up the phone.
She had no choice but to drop the matter! Some words and some things, if said too much, become overly sentimental! Chapter Eighteen: Distance
After Ji Xiangyu came off stage, he couldn’t contain his excitement. Without changing out of his performance attire, he rushed to the audience seats and to Qing Tian’s side, asking nervously, “Why are you here?”
Qing Tian looked at him with complex eyes and said uncertainly, “I was supposed to treat you to a meal, but…”
Ji Xiangyu immediately apologized, “I’m sorry, I’ve been so busy with rehearsals that I forgot to confirm the time with you!”
Qing Tian smiled faintly, “No need to apologize, it was my oversight!”
Ji Xiangyu sat lazily beside her and changed the subject, “It’s okay, we met today, which means we’re fated!”
Qing Tian sat upright, silent. At this moment, another band began performing on stage.
Ji Xiangyu explained, “This is my dad’s band. That conductor is my dad, and the person standing in the black dress is my mother!”
Qing Tian looked at the people on stage as Ji Xiangyu described. The woman in black playing the violin was his mother. Her long, shiny black hair drifted as she played, forming beautiful, elegant arcs in the air!
The conductor had his back to her, so she couldn’t see his face, but his silhouette alone identified him as a gentleman.
Qing Tian said leisurely, “You are truly happy!”
Ji Xiangyu turned his head to look at Qing Tian. From this angle, he could see two-thirds of her face. Her large eyes held a hint of melancholy, as if an old soul who had seen much of the world was observing it!
Ji Xiangyu placed his hand on her shoulder and said affectionately, “Everyone is happy, it’s just that the way they are happy differs!”
Hearing his words, she turned her face towards him. They looked at each other face-to-face. Qing Tian smiled faintly at him, and he maintained his original posture, looking at her.
Beethoven’s music played in the background, but Qing Tian could no longer hear the music. Every cell in her body was focused on Ji Xiangyu.
She heard him say, “You are my sunny. ….”
After hearing this, Qing Tian lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and murmured, “You are my sunshine. ….”
However, her voice was too soft. At that moment, the performance on stage reached a crescendo. Ji Xiangyu didn’t hear her words; he only saw Qing Tian’s lips moving. He guessed what she was saying but desperately wanted to hear it clearly.
He pressed, “What did you just say?”
Qing Tian’s face flushed, and she turned her head away, saying, “Just thank you!”
Ji Xiangyu looked at her profile with disappointment. Why couldn’t she say it again?
At that moment, someone called for Ji Xiangyu from backstage. She nodded slightly, signaling him to hurry back. Because of his presence, many young girls nearby were looking at her with the intensity of millions of volts, and if he didn’t leave soon, she feared she would be roasted.
Qing Tian felt she couldn’t stay any longer and quietly left. Outside the concert hall, she walked slowly along a path lined with jasmine flowers. The fragrance wafted over, so strong it was almost suffocating. It was very different from Ji Xiangyu’s scent, which was light and pleasant, not at all overwhelming!
She sighed, looking up at the clear blue sky, regretting her earlier hesitation!
He was like sunshine in her life, illuminating the dark corners of her existence!
Qing Tian thought, perhaps people crave what they lack. Her own disposition was gloomy, so she was named Qing Tian to compensate. Xia Yang was similar; his name didn’t match his personality!
Ji Xiangyu was born into a good family, with a warm home, a cheerful disposition, and exceptional intelligence. Therefore, his name, Xiangyu, complemented his personality.
It wasn’t the ‘yu’ from Xiang Yu, nor the ‘yu’ from universe, but the ‘yu’ from ‘pear blossoms weeping rain.’ This was indeed a wonderful combination.
She felt increasingly bored, even researching the origin of Ji Xiangyu’s name and its connection to his personality!
She walked to a lotus pond and stopped. There’s an ancient saying: “Emerging from mud unstained, pure lotus not seductive!”
A Prince Charming like Ji Xiangyu would be more suited to a young lady with the elegant and pure disposition of a lotus and noble status.
All her confidence crumbled in the face of Ji Xiangyu’s superior external conditions.
Qing Tian sat by the lotus pond in annoyance, her gaze complex as she watched the lotus leaves sway in the wind, her heart drifting along…
Ji Xiangyu appeared beside her at some point. Seeing her sit down, he handed her a Starbucks cappuccino and asked, “Was it good?”
Qing Tian looked at him, a little stunned, then understood his meaning from his expectant eyes. She smiled and said, “I don’t have much of a musical ear, but I really thought it was good!”
Ji Xiangyu chuckled, then took a sip of his beverage and changed the subject, “Have you decided what you want to treat me to?”
Qing Tian was taken aback by his question and replied a bit slowly, “What do you want to eat?”
Just as Ji Xiangyu was about to answer, his telephone rang. He gave Qing Tian an apologetic look and answered the call in a low voice.
From his conversation, Qing Tian vaguely understood that the organizers were looking for him for dinner. It seemed her appearance was truly ill-timed. Just as she was about to say, “It’s okay,” she saw Ji Xiangyu hang up the phone.
She had no choice but to drop the matter! Some words and some things, if said too much, become overly sentimental!
