Chapter Fifteen: First Impressions of Memories 4

  Soft spotlight shines down, Pei Yichen seems to be a star in the sky, wearing clothes like stardust, stealing all the beauty of this world.

  He seemed familiar to her, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

  "Looking at Muxi Xue with a smile, Pei Yichen said: "This is a song written on the spot by me and my friends, it was just completed a minute ago, I hope everyone will like it.""

  The guitar sounds echoed softly, and Muxue followed this melody, slowly stepping into another world.

  Time is like yesterday's wind

  Moistened my eyes.

  I stand on the dazzling stage

  Memory is like that magnificent light - illusion.

  Yesterday piled up with thoughts

  It's all worth it just for today's encounter.

  Missing you every moment

  They are all intoxicating fragments of life's core.

  Muzi Xue could hear it, he had only changed four notes, but they were the finishing touches that brought the whole melody to life. And those lyrics, they seemed so effortless, yet they told a beautiful love story... A love story? Muzi Xue's heart shouted stop, no! No! He must be thinking of another woman, another woman... No! He was so enchanting, so infatuated with 'tempting' her...

  She stared at him in a daze! Pei Yichen was overjoyed: His daughter had returned!

  Good heavens! What is she doing? Musui Xue struggled to pull herself back from that singing voice, those eyes, but it was so hard. No, to be precise, she didn't want to, she refused to.

  "Pei Yichen! Pei Yichen! Pei Yichen......" The scene was in an uproar, with many people rushing towards the small stage.

  Muxi Xue hadn't figured out what was going on yet when Pei Yichen pulled her up by the hand and ran outside.

  They ran all the way, turning several corners before finally stopping to catch their breath. They both looked back at the same time. Fortunately, they hadn't been caught up by those people.

  "Sorry! Being with me seems so tiring and lacking in atmosphere."

  "Oh, never mind! No, I didn't mean that." Musui Xue lowered her head and gently brushed the hair by her ear: "I meant, when I first saw you singing on stage, it was so captivating!"

  "What's on your mind?" She actually used the words 'enchanting', Pei Yichen's heart skipped a beat.

  "Hmm. It seems like I've seen it somewhere before. Probably on screen when you were singing..."

  Pei Yichen's expectant gaze fell: "You like it. I... can I speak?"

  "What?" Musui Xue was slightly startled.

  "Can the song we just sang together be included in my album?"

  "Really?" Mu Si Xue asked back.

  "Thank you!"

  "Can I be proud for a moment? Overnight, I have another identity - musician." A beautiful smile blooms on Muxi Xue's face once again.

  Pei Yichen gazed at Musi Xue with a pampering expression: You were originally like that.

  Bai Yichen didn't respond, and Musi Xue felt embarrassed: "Am I easy to get on cloud nine?"

  "Can I be with you?" Pei Yichen said as he gently pressed his lips onto Musi Xue's.

  There were starlight on their shoulders, and the eyes of dusk thoughts snow were shining.

  With a "thud", the white rose fell to the ground, startling Musi Xue awake. She hastily pushed away Pei Yicen and quickly ran away.

  Pei Yichen picked up the white rose on the ground and smiled sweetly: He kissed her, she didn't refuse him.

  He is so happy, he's the happiest person in the whole world!

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  Ling Shui stopped his car on a Tuesday and saw that the parking space next to him was still empty, making his already gloomy mood even more depressed.

  It's so late, she still hasn't returned home, is it because of work or intentionally avoiding him.

  Ling Shuiyue waited in the car for a while, but didn't wait for Muxi Xue. Feeling disappointed, she headed home.

  Took a bath, Ling Shuiyue opened the refrigerator and took out beer, sat on the rattan chair on the balcony, savoring loneliness and nostalgia...

  "Ugly Eight! Like playing basketball?"

  Xia Qian Ning didn't answer, but her footsteps slowed down.

  "If you like it, just play for a while, going back now is too boring."

  "I guarantee you will learn how to dunk."

  "Dunk? Is it true or false?" Xia Qian Ning was really angry with herself for being so soft, and her feet wanted to turn back the moment Ling Shui Yao called out to her.

  "Let's take a look at your level first, five balls, how is it?"

  Xia Qian Ning looked at Ling Shuiyue's height, five inches is just five inches, what's the big deal if you're a bit taller? I'm not made of paper either. She nodded.

  "It's settled then......" Ling Shuiyue saw Xia Qianying still wearing her cotton-padded jacket and that broken glasses: "Ugly eight, how can you fight like this?"

  Xia Qian Ning lowered her head to take a look at herself, this can't be blamed on herself, it's so cold here, so she wore more. However, the room is still okay, no matter where the heating is turned up high.

  Xia Xian Ning took off her cotton-padded jacket and glasses, then hooked her bangs with her index finger, twirled it around the top of her head, and secured it with a hairpin: "Let's begin!"

  "Ladies first, you go ahead."

  Xia Qian Ning summoned her utmost spirit. In the morning, she saw Ling Shuiyue's level of playing basketball, and she basically had no chance of winning, but she still wanted to play. No choice, who made herself like it? Before, she was secretly playing behind her mother's back, basically nobody was willing to play with her, nor did anyone teach her, how could her ball skills possibly be good?

  Xia Xian Ning dribbled steadily, her eyes fixed on Ling Shui Yao's, their four eyes locked in a fierce stare before the final battle.

  Fake action, too slow, too obvious. Ling Shuiyue shook his head, Xia Qiancong broke through, and the ball easily fell into Ling Shuiyue's hands, single-handedly sending it to the basket with ease.

  "Hey, what's the point of fighting with me like this? Are you going to let me pass?" Xia Xianjing said discontentedly.

  "Not even started yet and you want to give up? No way!"

  "Then let me attack for five rounds first, and then you can counterattack."

  "No way!"

  "Can't it?" Xia Xianying tugged at Ling Shuiyue's sleeve corner, her enchanting big eyes filled with pleading.

  What is she doing? So close to herself, the clear and transparent eyes that can see the bottom, the pouting mouth...... Ling Shuiyue turned her head and passed the ball to Xia Qinger.

  Xia Qian Ning was overjoyed and couldn't close her mouth.

  Don't smile, this time you must do well. Xia Fengning stared at Ling Shuiyue's eyes again.

  Does she have to look at him with such eyes? Ling Shuiyue took a deep breath.

  Xia Qian Ning carefully advanced and retreated, but Ling Shui Yue in front of her was like a moving wall, she didn't know how to make a move.

  Xia Wenjing no longer runs with the ball, instead dribbling in place.

  Suddenly, she playfully winked at Ling Shuiyue. Ling Shuiyue was stunned.

  Xia Qian Ning took advantage of the opportunity to bypass Ling Shuiyao and threw the ball, scoring!

  Xia Qian Ning happily raised her hands and ran around the gymnasium.

  "Ugly eight! Are you usually like this when playing ball? Also blinking at others like this?"

  "Are there rules? You can't blink when playing ball. I scored and what does it have to do with me blinking?" Xia Xianjing stopped.

  "What are you talking about? I'm ugly and you're always saying that, aren't you? I only scored one goal, but you're a man, why are you so narrow-minded......"

  With this lesson learned, Ling Shuiyue never relaxed again, and Xia Xianying ultimately ended in defeat.

  This was normal for Xia Wenjing, but she still looked dejected: "When can I beat you like that?"

  "You're done for this lifetime, it seems. Maybe next life." Ling Shuiyue said with a smirk.

  "Alright, next life. But you have to keep your promise from just now and teach me how to dunk."

  Ling Shuiyue smiled: "Uh......" He threw the ball to Xia Qianying: "Just follow your usual steps when shooting under the basket and go shoot."

  "Give it a try."

  Xia Qian Ning looked at Ling Shui Yue with suspicion, and the ball in her hand started to rotate...

  Ling Shuiyue stepped on the rhythm of Xia Qinger, following behind her. As Xia Qinger jumped up, she also grasped Xia Qinger's waist and jumped up together with her.

  Wow! The basketball hoop is right under my nose, so close!

  Xia Qian Ning's hand involuntarily put the ball into the basket.

  Until Xia Qing's feet touched the ground, she suspected that she was dreaming just now...

  Ling Shui stood there, that enchanting faint fragrance wafted out, that captivating breath that made his soul flutter.

  Her eyes fell on Ling Shuiyue's hand, which was still resting on her waist. It wasn't until then that she realized Ling Shuiyue was right behind her, his heavy breathing close to her ear...

  He just lifted himself up... This is what he called a dunk... Xia Qianying's body suddenly bounced out of Ling Shuiyue's arms.

  "Come on, can a slam dunk be learned in just a short while? That requires speed, jumping ability, physical training, and more..." Ling Shuiyue gestured with her hand to compare heights.

  "No matter what, I did it and you scored. Let's go home, Aunt will be worried if we're late."

  They used to walk home from school together. But at this moment, that beautiful and pure face gradually faded away, replaced by that stubborn face that pained him.

  Ryō's eyes began to burn, he saw his own heart, a treacherous heart!