Love Symphony: Let Your Heart Beat for Me-Chapter 96 - 053 New Year’s Eve

On the billboard at the bus stop, there was a large poster.

The woman on the poster sat in front of an expensive gleaming grand piano, her posture elegant, exuding charm.

—— Listen to the piano notes like the sounds of nature.

Internationally renowned pianist, Jiang Yun.

January 7, 2017, Yanchuan Grand Theater, first performance of the year.

Wonderful music, quietly awaits——

The four lines of text on the poster, for a moment, were particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

Fu Weiheng’s gaze returned to that slender figure.

She sat quietly, her fingers that were originally against the car window button had at some point moved to her pant leg, tightly clutching the fabric.

Fu Weiheng silently turned back, looking towards the red light with fifteen seconds remaining, unconsciously tightening his grip on the steering wheel.

Clearly, he couldn’t see her expression or read her emotions.

Yet his heart was pierced with pain by this silhouette of endurance.

...

The mere sixty-second red light felt as though it elongated into a century.

The car window closed, and the noisy sounds were isolated outside. Suddenly, the interior was as quiet as a pool of water.

"Neil, it’s a green light now."

Fu Weiheng was pulled back by the slightly hoarse voice, turning his head to see the person next to him pointing casually at the traffic light hanging mid-air at the intersection.

The honking from behind urged him on, and Fu Weiheng shifted gears, stepped on the gas, and smoothly made a left turn through the intersection.

"We were talking about... halfway." Su Wan smiled lightly, as if there had been no unnecessary emotions in between, "Braised beef brisket with radish, stir-fried broccoli with shrimp, sautéed mushrooms, and tofu carp soup, how does that sound?"

Fu Weiheng paused for a moment, then smiled: "Great."

"That’s good then."

Later, during the ride back, Su Wan turned on the car’s CD player. Apart from the cello piece that seemed to ripple with the sound of water, they remained silent all the way back to the apartment.

"Wanwan."

Standing at the door, ready to unlock with a fingerprint, Fu Weiheng suddenly spoke, causing Su Wan to be momentarily stunned: "...What is it?"

"Record a fingerprint for you." His long fingers deftly pressed several numbers on it, and the lock promptly emitted a beeping sound.

Su Wan nodded absent-mindedly and extended her finger for recording.

Once inside, Su Wan threw her phone on the sofa and said, "I’ll go wash the vegetables then..."

Fu Weiheng followed her into the kitchen and started to help.

Su Wan took out a pack of beef brisket from the bag, turned on the water to clean it.

Water splashed, and Fu Weiheng reached out to reduce the water flow, saying, "Why not put on an apron?"

Su Wan was distracted, and someone had already fetched the apron hanging on the wall: "Neck."

Su Wan temporarily turned off the water and extended her neck.

The latter slipped the apron over her neck, walked behind her, and tied a firm knot with the apron strings at the back, then brushed her long hair aside and asked, "Want to tie your hair up? Hmm?"

Su Wan extended her right hand, tangled in a hair tie, in front of him: "Yes."

He took it, gathered her smooth hair, and clumsily tied it, loosely resting on the back of her neck.

"What should I do?" Fu Weiheng stood before the kitchen counter, surveying the variously shaped vegetables, and asked.

Su Wan thought for a moment, then smiled: "Then could Mr. Fu please get the clay pot from the cabinet and wash it?"

Fu Weiheng: "Alright."

For a while, they seemed to have simultaneously forgotten the small incident at the traffic light, carrying on conversing and laughing as usual.

She didn’t mention it, so he didn’t ask.

An hour later, the house was filled with the aroma of cooked dishes.

"When did you learn to cook?" Fu Weiheng handed her a small sauce dish, curiously asking.

Su Wan smiled and accepted it, scooping a little to taste it for saltiness and adjusting with more salt as needed, saying: "In middle school."

She gently stirred the spoon in the pot: "Back then, my dad wasn’t in great health. After working all day and coming home, he still had to cook for me. I didn’t want him to work so hard, so I would sometimes secretly learn from Granny Li next door. Sometimes, when he worked late at the piano, I would try to cook myself. Over time, I learned more or less."

She took another taste from the sauce dish and her eyes crinkled in satisfaction: "Neil, it’s delicious."

Fu Weiheng smiled: "Really? Let me try."

Su Wan held out the sauce dish, but he turned his head slightly to dodge it and pressed a kiss to her lips in affirmation: "Hmm, very savory and sweet."

Su Wan blushed and turned back to serve the soup, speaking softly: "...Let’s get ready to eat."

Fu Weiheng took out the bowls and chopsticks and set them on the dining table, saying: "Once the soup is served, leave it, and I’ll bring it over."

"...Okay."

During the meal, they adhered to the rule of not speaking while eating, focusing on their meal with few exchanges.

Perhaps because it had been a long time since having home-cooked food, Su Wan had a hearty appetite today, easily finishing two bowls of rice, with her and Fu Weiheng’s joint effort, all the dishes were finished as well. freewebnøvel_com

After tidying up the dishes, Su Wan sat on the sofa watching TV. It wasn’t long before the phone rang, and it was a call from her aunt.

Su Wan’s face lit up, and she immediately answered, "Auntie."

Su Yue: "Wanwan, have you eaten yet?"

Before Su Wan could speak, she heard a shout from the other end, "Sis! Come back soon! I miss you so much!"

Su Yue: "What are you shouting about, Qin Mu? Go write your papers immediately!"

Su Wan couldn’t make out what Qin Mu said, but she could hear a mournful wail. She could almost feel Qin Mu’s resentment over the phone.

Su Wan couldn’t help but let out a giggle.

Fu Weiheng poured two glasses of warm water and sat next to her. Seeing her laughing wholeheartedly, he didn’t interrupt, but simply held her hand.

Su Wan held Fu Weiheng’s slender fingers in return and asked, "Auntie, have you guys eaten yet?"

Su Yue laughed, "We have, we have. How’s the internship going lately? Is it too tiring?"

Su Wan instinctively glanced at her boss sitting beside her, "Not tiring, just practicing piano every day."

"Don’t sit all the time. As a pianist, sitting for over ten hours a day can harm your back. You need to go out and have some fun occasionally. If you don’t have enough money, just tell me."

Su Wan: "Okay, don’t worry, Auntie."

Su Yue continued, "Wanwan, Qin Mu is taking the college entrance exam this year. Your uncle and I don’t feel comfortable leaving her home alone, so you’ll have to go by yourself tomorrow."

Su Wan chuckled lightly, "Auntie, it’s what I should do. You don’t need to come this year. I can manage on my own. Don’t worry, Auntie."

Su Yue’s tone suddenly turned subtle, "Wanwan, I heard from Qin Mu... you have a boyfriend now?"

Su Wan was taken aback and glanced at her boyfriend beside her, "...Yes."

This made Su Yue extremely happy, and her voice rose, "Remember to bring him back during the holidays so we can meet him. Where is he from?"

"He’s also from Yanchuan..."

"Good, good, bring him back for a meal during New Year’s! Alright, Auntie has to go to work now, take good care of yourself!"

Su Wan: "Okay, Auntie, take care on the road... Goodbye."

After hanging up, Su Wan was a bit dazed. Did she just get muddle-headedly asked to bring someone... home?

The person who was asked to be brought home handed her a glass of warm water and asked, "New Year’s concert tonight, want to go?"

Su Wan, who was leaning against the sofa, immediately straightened up.

He added, "The NHK Symphony Orchestra from Japan."

Su Wan: "Let’s go!"

The concert started at 7:30 in the evening and lasted for three and a half hours.

They arrived at Yanchuan Grand Theater after seven, and there were especially many people at the theater. Fu Weiheng seemed to have prepared in advance. Not long after entering the theater, a man in a suit came over to lead them to the VIP seats in the front.

Su Wan looked around in surprise and found that they weren’t the only ones who arrived early.

If she wasn’t mistaken, sitting in the first row was the popular young star, Xiang Qichen...

And next to Xiang Qichen was the actress Jiang Wei, as well as someone sitting diagonally across from her...

She craned her neck—the famous domestic cellist, He Youyou.

This concert... was incredible...

Su Wan admitted that inside, she was galloping with excitement.

He Youyou, female, one of the top cellists in the music industry, graduated from the Berlin Music Academy...

Berlin Music Academy...

She suddenly realized something and turned to look at Fu Weiheng sitting beside her, staring for a long time.

Noticing her gaze, Fu Weiheng looked up from the program list, "What’s wrong?"

Su Wan: "...I almost forgot you’re the internationally renowned violinist Fu Weiheng."

Fu Weiheng: "..."

People in front suddenly seemed to notice and turned to look at them. Seeing Fu Weiheng’s familiar face, they were shocked.

Su Wan suddenly froze.

He Youyou... turned around...

And was looking at them...

"Neil, what a coincidence." He Youyou’s face lit up, her heart stirred, "Were you also invited by the organizers?"

Fu Weiheng responded indifferently, nodding slightly.

Su Wan was internally startled and couldn’t help but softly ask, "You guys... know each other?"

Fu Weiheng gave a slight nod, "Alumni."

Only then did He Youyou notice the pretty girl sitting beside Fu Weiheng. Ever sensitive, she could guess their relationship but still unwillingly asked, "Neil, your friend?"

Fu Weiheng lifted his eyelids, saying in a deep voice, "Fiancée."

Upon hearing this, both Su Wan and He Youyou were stunned.

Su Wan looked at the suddenly stiff smile on He Youyou’s face and then at the slightly impatient Fu Weiheng, and even though she was slow, she could understand the reason behind it.

Who would have thought there would come a day.

She would become He Youyou’s love rival...