A sleek sports car stopped at the bustling, neon-lit city that never sleeps.
Wen Tingxue blinked in confusion, thinking they had arrived at the wrong place.
Unexpectedly, Que You directly unbuckled his seatbelt and said, "We're here, let's go."
"Here?"
The young girl was still somewhat dazed, her fingers slightly raised, pointing at the thronging entrance, "Here...?"
Are you sure?
A bar street... is this the kind of place he comes to every week?
It felt more like Chi Ze Rui's style.
Que You noticed her unspoken hesitation and stifled a laugh. "This is it, let's go, your Yu gege is really inside."
Your Yu gege...
The young girl's face instantly flushed red.
Without bothering to ask any more questions, she followed him closely.
Men and women they passed along the way greeted him enthusiastically.
Even the security guard at the entrance knew him.
Clearly, he was a regular here.
Wen Tingxue was well protected by him and smoothly entered the venue.
The deafening music mixed with flashing lights instantly pulled them into another world.
Wen Tingxue covered her ears unaccustomed to the noise.
Her bright eyes blinked rapidly, trying to find the person she wanted to see amidst the light and shadow.
Que You smiled, put his arm around her shoulders, and leaned in to whisper in her ear, "Look over there."
He raised his hand, pointing to the colorful, dazzling sound console where a cool DJ was shaking his head to the powerful music.
The feeling of lavish indulgence washed over them.
Wen Tingxue carefully scanned the men and women on stage, confirming she didn't see Yu Wenli's figure.
Just as she was about to turn to ask, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly quieted down.
Her gaze, not yet withdrawn, was immediately drawn to the lights that lit up on the second floor.
It was a suspended stage, with the dance floor below and the sound console beside it.
When the lights were off, no one paid it any attention.
But as soon as the lights came on, screams erupted like an incoming tide.
In that almost deafening moment, Wen Tingxue saw Yu Wenli's figure.
He wore a black hooded sweatshirt and matching casual sweatpants, a guitar slung over his back, standing casually before the microphone, tilting his head as he spoke to someone beside him.
The slightly taut line of his neck was strikingly white under the lights, highlighting his sharp jawline, exuding a youthful aura.
The slightly upturned corner of his lips held a hint of playfulness, and in the smoky atmosphere, his charisma was explosive.
Under the overwhelming cheers, Wen Tingxue felt her heart race several times faster.
On stage, the boy turned his head as if sensing her presence.
His cool gaze swept past the blurry figures, meeting hers directly.
The next second, the ice melted, and tenderness bloomed.
Even the playful smile on his lips became exceptionally doting.
Her heart pounding like a drum against her eardrums, Wen Tingxue felt like she was suffocating.
Yu Wenli chuckled lightly, and the hand casually resting on the headstock of the guitar suddenly slid down to grip the neck.
His slender fingertips expertly pressed down on the chords.
The next moment, his right hand lifted, and a crisp strum swept across the strings, producing a cascade of smooth notes that cut through all the noise.
The venue instantly fell silent, seemingly accustomed to such an opening.
Wen Tingxue was mesmerized, and only when the drums, keyboard, and bass began to play in sequence...
Did she find the prelude overly familiar, like an English song from her playlist.
The one he had shared on his Moments—i
Que You handed her a card.
Wen Tingxue looked up, not understanding.
"Take a look."
Que You raised an eyebrow.
Wen Tingxue, with a premonition, reached out and took the card Que You had carried all this way.
With a rose as the background, the handwriting was grand and elegant—The stage is a dream, and you are the one and only, irreplaceable.
Que You's teeth ached from the sweetness. "See? He's poured all the mushy words he'll ever say for his lifetime onto you. What else is there to doubt?"
"Hmph."
The young girl huffed proudly, turned, and tucked the card into her pocket, close to her body.
Que You felt he was about to be overwhelmed by their affection. "Alright, stop showing off. Let's talk about something serious."
Wen Tingxue: "?"
Que You tilted his head. "Do you want to know about his past with Shang Ziqian?"