闪电算

She knew in her heart that her tirade was nothing more than venting her wrath. After all, he had thrown her out the door last night and left her up for discussion by the guests.

She was happy when he rushed to the Xia’s house to defend her tonight, but now that he left abruptly, it felt as if the man who had just wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth was a mere illusion.

Ye Xingguang poked viciously at the spaghetti on the white porcelain plate with her fork. She moved her food around aimlessly and chewed without tasting, eating very slowly.

There was an unrealistic expectation in her heart, hoping he would come back to mollify her.

But it never happened.

She began to feel self-indulgent, thinking that his forcing her to come back tonight meant he regretted his actions last night.

After having a few words with Lin Hanfeng, and with him gone to meet his friend, she finished all the food on the white porcelain plate all by herself.

Words spoken and deeds done cannot be revoked. She had declared that she would be leaving right after having her dinner, but nobody seemed to care to persuade her to stay. There would be no point for her to continue to stay and to invite humiliation.

After thinking for a moment, she stood up and began to walk out.

Before she reached the door, all the bright lights in the mansion suddenly dimmed, plunging the scene into darkness.

“What happened, was there a blackout?”

“Go see if the fuse has blown. It would be such a downer if the lights went out half way through the birthday party and before we even had the cake.”

“Yes, yes, I am scared of the dark. My phone battery is dead, can someone use their phone flashlight for lighting?”

Noises rippled through the crowd.

She took out her phone, intending to switch on the flashlight.

At that moment, two beams of light cascaded down from the second floor, searching for their targets.

The twin beams of light swept lightly over face after face, as if searching for a pair of lovers lost in the world’s corners…

Suddenly, one beam found its target, casting a 45-degree angle of light on the breathtakingly beautiful face of the man seated at the glossy black piano.

Everyone instantly recognised him, Ye Junqing.

He said, “Tonight, I would like to introduce a friend.”

Then, another spotlight, with a ‘whoosh,’ centered straight onto Ye Xingguang, who was about to walk out.

All eyes simultaneously fell on the girl standing where the beam of light concentrated. Everyone recognized her, she was the girl they had been discussing and felt curious about, the androgynous girl from the dance floor.

Ye Xingguang was taken aback, what was happening?

Before she could gather her thoughts, soothing music started flowing from Ye Junqing’s clearly defined fingers.

From the very first bars, Ye Xingguang recognised the melody. Wasn’t it “Time of my Life,” the piece that had captivated Master Gu the first time he heard it?

How did this man know how to play this piece that she had only composed a short while ago?

She had only performed it once at the music world’s opening ceremony and hadn’t published it at all afterward.

On social media, though, an MP3 version of this song did exist, viciously criticized by Xia Yanyan’s fans. There were all kinds of harsh words

“It’s terrible. I really don’t understand why Master Gu is promoting it so much.”

“Haha, to say this song can compare to Xia Yanyan’s songs, what a load of garbage, I feel sick every time I hear it!”

“Master Gu must be promoting it for Ling Han’s new album. Since the music chart couldn’t surpass Xia Yanyan, they attempted to gain popularity by creating hype. Never thought an old veteran from the music industry would resort to such a tactic, haha…”

But at this moment, that incredibly beautiful man sitting before the piano like a prince, was playing the piece that she had composed. With a devilish curve on his lips, he said in a pleasing, magnetic voice, “Don’t panic, just listen quietly while I sing a song first.”