11: Sing a song for me every day? Su Qingge's expectation

In a quiet, cozy room.

Lin Xuan's slender fingers danced up and down, skillfully playing a melodious tune.

Combined with his deep voice, it captivated the listeners.

"A vulgar person like me~~"

"Never liked pretending to be profound~~"

"How come occasionally when I hear an old song~~"

"I suddenly lose myself~~"

"A weak person like me~~"

"Always holding back~~"

"How could I have once, for someone~~"

"Thought of throwing caution to the wind~~"

"..."

"This, this... this is too beautiful to listen to!"

"Lin Xuan, he actually has such a talent for music?!"

"How much loneliness must one have experienced to write such a song."

On the hospital bed.

Su Qingge was surprised.

Because she loved music herself, she could discern a lot.

In terms of melody, this song wasn't actually complex.

The lyrics were straightforward, without ornate language.

Yet, it was still like a tear gas, capable of making those who empathized shed tears.

This song was completely like a true portrayal of the inner thoughts of those who felt powerless in certain situations.

At this moment.

Su Qingge was completely immersed in the ocean of music.

She felt as if this song was a reflection of her own life, with a strong sense of immersion.

As a person in a vegetative state like me, is there still hope in life?

... "A confused person like me~~"

"A searching person like me~~"

"An unremarkable person like me~~"

"How many more people like me have you seen~~"

... Lin Xuan's eyes were slightly closed, fully engrossed in singing and playing.

Recalling his unremarkable life in his previous world, he couldn't help but become emotional...

Inside the Su Family villa.

As soon as the melodious and pleasant singing began!

Bodyguards, maids, cleaning staff, chefs... almost all the staff of the Su Family, as if their hearts had been touched, stopped to listen.

Some clever ones quickly took out their phones to record, for future enjoyment.

Rumble rumble—

Outside the Su Family villa, the roar of a car engine sounded.

It turned out that Su Shengtian had returned.

He had left a stack of company documents and had specifically rushed back to retrieve them.

Old Master Su, dragging his tired body, pushed open the villa door and found several staff members "daydreaming and slacking off."

He frowned.

Just as he was about to scold them, a high-pitched, resonant singing voice reached his ears.

"This voice is..."

Su Shengtian paused, then, with a look of surprise, walked upstairs...

"A lonely person like me~~"

"A foolish person like me~~"

"A person unwilling to be ordinary like me~~"

"How many people are there in the world~~"

... "A bewildering person like me~~"

"Will anyone feel pity~~"

... When Su Shengtian arrived on the second floor, Lin Xuan's singing and playing had already reached its end.

As the last note faded, the lingering sound lingered.

Lin Xuan composed himself again, gently placed the guitar on the floor, and once more took Su Qingge's hand.

Clap clap clap!!!

"Mr. Lin, you sang really well."

"I didn't expect you to be such a musical talent, so discreet!"

Liu Juan, having come to her senses, wiped her slightly red eyes and clapped from the bottom of her heart.

"Sister Liu, you flatter me! This song was something I casually composed in my spare time."

"I have many similar works; this one is relatively poor among my creations, not worth mentioning."

Lin Xuan's face was calm, and he subtly showed off.

And this display of showing off was clearly maximized.

Liu Juan's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with shock.

This work is still relatively poor?!

Then how good must his other musical works be?!

On the hospital bed.

Su Qingge, trapped in the dark consciousness space.

At this moment, she was also greatly moved and had a significant change in her perception of Lin Xuan.

"This man has many other original works?"

"I really want to hear them!"

"Who spread the rumors that made Lin Xuan sound so terrible?"

"That's too much! Someone who can create such touching musical works cannot be as bad as the rumors suggest."

"I really want to hear his other works!"

... I have to say.

Lin Xuan's display of showing off was excellent, directly greatly stimulating the curiosity of both of them.

"Qingge, from now on, I will sing a song I wrote for you every day!"

"I hope you'll like it then!"

"Really? Like it, I will definitely like it."

Hearing Lin Xuan's promise, Su Qingge was overjoyed.

Since falling into a coma.

This was the first time she had experienced joyful emotional fluctuations, and she even began to have some anticipation for a new day.

Before this, it would have been almost unimaginable.

Unfortunately, she couldn't speak, unable to express her liking for the song to Lin Xuan.

Just then!

A hoarse, aged voice sounded, speaking her inner thoughts for her.

"She'll like it, my Granddaughter will definitely like it. She's very fond of music."

Su Shengtian, with a smile on his face, pushed open the door and slowly entered.

"And Xiao Xuan, you're being modest. With just that one song, you have every chance of becoming a rising star in the entertainment industry."

"Although I don't quite understand young people's music, I can tell your song is much better than catchy pop songs like 'Chicken You Are Too Beautiful'..."

"It's endlessly enjoyable! It seems finding you to be my Granddaughter's husband was like finding a treasure."

"Hahaha..."

Hmm?

Why would Old Master Su come over?

I remember in the plot, because of the company's crisis, he should be swamped with work right now!

Lin Xuan was puzzled, but still stood up with a normal expression, greeting him with a smile.

"Grandpa Su, why do you have time to come today?"

"I heard from Sister Liu that the Su Family Group seems to be in trouble? Has it been resolved?"

Hearing Lin Xuan's question.

Su Shengtian's face stiffened subconsciously, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes.

But he quickly recovered, putting on a kind smile again.

"Oh, I just left a document behind and came back to get it. I was attracted by your singing and came up to see."

"As for the company... it did encounter a small problem. But I can solve it, no need to worry."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan pretended to be relaxed and said:

"That's good, that's good."

But from Su Shengtian's reaction, he knew very well that the crisis facing the Su Family was not small.

After all, in the plot.

The author set up this crisis for the Su Family so that Su Yang would have an opportunity to show off and slap faces after the protagonist's return.

So unless a "transmigrator" like him intervened.

Otherwise, the Su Family would not be able to overcome this difficulty on their own.

"But now is not the time..."

"Helping someone in their time of need has a far greater emotional impact than simply adding icing to the cake."

"I have to wait until Su Shengtian is completely unable to hold on..."

On the hospital bed.

Hearing that the company was in trouble, Su Qingge was anxious.

"What happened to the company?"

"Since I collapsed, no one has mentioned the company's situation to me again."

"With Grandpa's frail health, can he really deal with those insincere shareholders?"

"I wish I could wake up! I wish I could help Grandpa..."

... But no matter how anxious Su Qingge was.

She couldn't move an inch, only able to constantly pray for her Grandpa in her heart.

And at this moment.

Su Shengtian seemed to recall something, deliberated his words, and tentatively asked Lin Xuan:

"Xiao Xuan! Your father seems to have spread word outside, saying that you two have severed your father-son relationship and that he has expelled you from the Lin Family?"

"Listen to Grandpa, there's no overnight feud between father and son."

"Why don't you go home and sincerely apologize to your father? I'm sure you'll be able to bury the hatchet very quickly."

"..."