Chapter 219: Such Complex Emotions!
Lin Tian had no clue what he was trying to hide.
Actually, his initial choice of the “G Minor No.5 Hungarian Dance” was simply because he enjoyed the atmosphere of the piece.
Imagine it. After all the ups and downs with Gan Yan Yu, using a cheerful tune to wrap up everything on the final stage felt like the perfect reunion — it’s like finishing off with a big, happy bowl of dumplings.
Then after that, he was going to confess after the competition.
Whoa! Just thinking about it, Lin Tian thought his plan was super cool.
This seemed like the most perfect ending possible.
But things began to go haywire when Lin Tian and Gan Yan Yu’s hearts developed a barrier.
On the surface, it apparently all started with that live stream. It looked like Lin Tian’s “forced calmness” caused a misunderstanding. But it wasn’t entirely that.
Gan Yan Yu’s evasiveness coupled with his own lack of straightforwardness meant he missed several chances to clear things up.
Deep down, his heart was just too messed up.
The thought of confessing made Lin Tian realize he couldn’t approach the performance with the same purity anymore.
How could they maintain this vibe then?
Should he pretend nothing happened and put on a facade?
If anything, Lin Tian was waiting…
For Gan Yan Yu’s reaction.
What’s going on in Gan Yan Yu’s head?
Gan Yan Yu closed her eyes tight while pulling her cello strings. She pursed her lips in self-blame.
Recently, self-blame consumed her.
She didn’t understand why she ended up like this.
She was supposed to be an honest girl—when there were problems, she talked. When there were challenges, she communicated. She screwed up her life quite a bit—like going to Britain, her depression… If not for those things, maybe grandfather wouldn’t have had that accident.
It was Lin Tian who stood by her when she was ready to give up.
She messed up everything except their partnership.
Gan Yan Yu didn’t want to mess that up either. But why did it go so wrong?
Why did she react weird when Lin Tian wanted to play dress-up games? Why the awkward face when he hugged her if she was happy? She knew she should’ve said it but lost the courage.
When did she become this bratty person in front of Lin Tian?
Her spontaneous actions felt foreign even to herself.
The young woman bit her lip. She opened her eyes, staring intensely at the strings.
With her bow, she injected all her misery, happiness, guilt, and sweetness into the cello!
The bow hit the strings.
The music sped up faster and faster!
“What’s happening?!”
Yao Han shot up from his chair.
No way!
The emotions were changing!
“What kind of emotion is this?!”
He Shu Mo also showed fear, wriggling his brows.
“It sounds cheerful, but it also has a bitter edge, and there’s more to it!”
Soon enough, through this music…
Everyone was sucked back into Gan Yan Yu’s mind.
Flashes of past memories rushed by—joy, tears, pain, laughter. They bounced like an erratic heartbeat, rising and falling.
This “G Minor No.5 Hungarian Dance” layered in feelings upon feelings!
Like biting into a piece of candy with mixed flavors.
Unmatched complexity—each sip brought a different taste altogether.
“Is this a show of skills?”
He Shu Mo widened his eyes.
To convey complex feelings through dance music is already impressive.
But Gan Yan Yu managed to blend this into the piece as well.
That’s outrageous!
He never imagined the height of human emotional expression to reach this level.
On the other side, Yao Han burst out laughing.
“Ahahaha! So this is it…”
His body trembled as he exclaimed.
He finally figured out what emotion it was!
Such a vast range, such a nuanced feeling.
Vaguely sweet, making you feel bittersweet, stomach-aching yet tear-jerking.
Just a hint of sweetness makes it desirable.
“Good stuff, I hadn’t expected Gan Yan Yu would interpret it this way!”
“Wasn’t it what we thought?”
Beside him, He Shu Mo asked quickly,
“So what exactly is it? Tell me!”
“I can’t believe our insightful Mr. He can’t see it!”
“Just tell me already! This isn’t like you.”
He Shu Mo no longer played it cool.
He was now desperately trying to figure it out, driven wild by the music.
“Yep, normal folks might not get it anyway. Impossible for them! Unless this person is…”
Suddenly inspired, Yao Han excitedly said,
“A nutcase, yes! Gan Yan Yu is one, just like me. She must be, and she’s bad!”
“…”
“Indeed, you’re delusional.”
He Shu Mo gave up on talking and looked at Yao Han with pity.
“In the prelims and semi-finals, you rated Gan Yan Yu an A+. I know by now. But behind the scenes, you’ve been stabbing Tuo Na in the back.”
Over time.
He Shu Mo realized Yao Han’s true motives.
He was far more dangerous than he appeared.
“No, no, no. That’s harsh!”
Yao Han squinted, leaned back with a smile,
“But I’m always on the side of music.”
“Mr. He, what’s the funniest thing now?”
“What is it?”
“This piece is Lin Tian’s creation, but he can’t understand what Gan Yan Yu is playing now.”
“How can that be?”
He turned to look at the stage.
With superior skill, Lin Tian almost caught up with Gan Yan Yu’s rhythm after her dramatic change.
Their duet, led by the cello with piano accompaniment, conveyed a plethora of emotions.
The atmosphere heated up, escalating to its peak with their “show-off” performances.
Some laughed, some cried, some were worried, some mourned.
Each found something that resonated with them in this chaotic symphony.
As the music abruptly stopped, the room fell silent.
On the big screen.
The young woman panted heavily, face flushed, sweat drenching her cheeks.
The performance was over!
(End of Chapter)
