"I still want to waste even the setting sun, such as taking a stroll, until the stars fill the sky.
"I still want to waste when the wind blows, sitting in the corridor in a daze, until the dark clouds in your eyes are all blown out of the window.
"I've already wasted the world, but tomorrow, I still want to waste it."
It was the same quiet and slow melody again.
Shi Yao's fingers danced across the piano keys.
A winter breeze blew, bringing with it a bone-chilling chill, causing the red plum blossoms on the tree to fall.
Separated by the falling flower petals, Shi Yao raised her head and met Lin Jiage's eyes.
The melody didn't stop, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. A gentle voice drifted across the night sky, bringing warmth and comfort to the night.
"I want to waste time with you, to waste the short silence, the long meaningless.
"To waste the delicate yet aged universe together, such as leaning on the railing, gazing at the mirror in the water …
"I've already wasted the world, but tomorrow, I still want to waste it, to waste it, to waste time with you."
The ten minutes of music and singing didn't leave one feeling bored at all. Instead, when it came to an end, it left one with a lingering sense of nostalgia.
After Shi Yao finished playing the final tune, she sat quietly in front of the piano, staring at Lin Jiage through the drifting petals of the plum blossoms. After a while, she reached out to pull the chair she was sitting on and stood up.
A gust of wind blew, causing her dress to flutter in the wind.
She stared straight into Lin Jiage's eyes as she slowly walked toward him.
In truth, she hadn't planned to do all of this. If not for the fact that she had accidentally bumped into him and her parents at the entrance of the Lin Family Mansion earlier that evening, she would've never thought of doing all of this.
In their story, he had always been the one who took the initiative, and the one who took the initiative more and more.
On the other hand, she hadn't properly expressed her feelings to him yet, so she had come up with this surprise with Leng Nuan at the last minute to let him know that he liked her, and she liked him too.
Shi Yao stopped roughly a meter away from Lin Jiage.
Lu Benlai, who had been standing by Lin Jiage's side, had already been dragged away by He Tiantian, who had also rushed over to watch the show.
By the time Shi Yao stood up, Lin Jiage was still staring at her, seemingly still in a daze.
He was much taller than her, so she tilted her head upward and smiled at him. "Lin Jiage, I've tasted Huangshan's Hibiscus Cake, Beijing's Roast Duck, Yunnan's Cross Bridge Rice Noodles, Hangzhou's Xiaolongbao, Chengdu's Translucent Beef Jerky Slices, Guilin's Landscape Rice Noodles, and Chengyang Lake's Hairy Crabs … But all of the delicacies in the world can't compare to spending time with you."
"Lin Jiage, I want to have with you, Lin Jiage, spicy rice, Monday, spicy noodles, Tuesday, spicy noodles, spicy noodles, as, Wednesday, spicy as Thursday as sweet and sour as day, sweet Thursday with as as sweet, Thursday to salt, salt as chicken Thursday as sweet and sweet as Thursday sweet Thursday sweet as sweet and sweet Thursday, as sweet as sweet as sour salad Friday Friday as as as bitter Friday bitter as on Lin as day as.
"I want to savor the deliciousness of food with you. I want to walk home hand in hand with you. For the rest of my life, I want to spend every minute and every second of every day with you. I only want to spend them with you. So … Lin Jiage …"
As Shi Yao spoke, she raised her clenched right fist toward Lin Jiage and stared fixedly into his eyes. Slowly, she opened her palm and asked, "… Are you willing to?"
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