“Excuse me, would it be convenient to borrow your guitar?”
Although Ye Zhiqiu’s steps were a bit unsteady, and his voice carried a hint of alcohol, his eyes were still clear.
The resident Singer hesitated. She had heard what Li Hongfei, who had just finished singing, said to the four people below. As a resident Singer, she needed to maintain the atmosphere of the venue. If the dispute between the two parties affected other customers, she would also be responsible.
Though, deep down, she was very willing to lend her guitar to the tall, handsome young man in front of her.
She also didn't think the previous person sang particularly well; it was too 'greasy'.
The resident Singer looked towards the owner for help, and seeing the big-bearded owner nod slightly, she breathed a sigh of relief and quickly handed the guitar to the young man in front of her.
The owner of July had naturally noticed the dispute between Xie Jun’s friend and Li Hongfei. He and Xie Jun were also friends, so helping with such a small favor was naturally not a problem.
“Thank you, I appreciate it.”
Ye Zhiqiu smiled, a smile that made the resident Singer’s heart pound, and took the guitar, casually sitting on the chair.
He didn't sit as elegantly as Li Hongfei; he even had a slight hunch in his back. Having not had a haircut for a month, his slightly long bangs fell, creating fragmented shadows under the dim yellow light, covering his downcast gaze.
Ye Zhiqiu simply sat there, yet he exuded an inexplicable aura that drew the eyes of almost all the customers in the shop.
Yu Caiwei, who had been secretly observing the situation, naturally saw Ye Zhiqiu go on stage, seemingly preparing to sing.
“Does your friend also sing?”
Song Mei looked at Ye Zhiqiu on stage and asked with interest.
Yu Caiwei didn't answer, her eyes flickering as she stared at the center of the stage.
“white pigeon parade.”
Without any extra words, Ye Zhiqiu simply uttered the song title, and his fingers strummed the guitar strings.
Hearing this slightly strange song title, not only the 206 Dormitory, Li Hongfei, and others, but even Yu Caiwei and Song Mei were stunned.
“White Pigeon… Parade? Is there such a song?”
Song Mei looked at Yu Caiwei, uncertainly.
Yu Caiwei shook her head slightly. Just then, a slightly melancholic guitar chord sound drifted over.
Listening to the unfamiliar melody, the three people from 206 Dormitory exchanged glances. They had heard Zhi Qiu play and sing before, but the melody of this song was completely unfamiliar, and they couldn't figure out what Zhi Qiu was going to sing.
“What song is this?”
Li Hongfei, who had returned to his seat, casually asked Chen Yuan, who was leaning in beside him.
Chen Yuan was also utterly astonished, saying, “I don’t know. I’ve never heard him sing it. It’s probably some obscure song.”
Li Hongfei snorted coldly, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Ye Zhiqiu on stage.
With a few simple chords forming a gentle, melancholic melody, Ye Zhiqiu began to sing.
“I came from afar to a strange place,
As if I had slept for countless years.
I will come to this place regardless of anything,
Looking out, the journey is full of spring, no longer ordinary.”
There were no excessive singing techniques, just a narrative-like tone, a voice that softly recounted, echoing through the venue.
As soon as Ye Zhiqiu’s voice came out, Li Hongfei almost burst out laughing.
This is called singing?
As soon as Ye Zhiqiu spoke, Li Hongfei felt in his heart that he had already won.
On the other side, the moment she heard the singing, Song Mei’s eyes widened in surprise, and she blurted out, “Folk, and an original?”
Driven by her Agent’s professional habits, Song Mei’s interest was fully piqued, and she perked up, continuing to listen.
Ye Zhiqiu still kept his head down, softly singing.
“Oh~ time flows like water
Oh~ yesterday’s path is already far away
White pigeon, white pigeon
Flying through the moment the rainbow crosses
He is in the distance
Do not stop chasing him”
As this line was sung, Song Mei’s eyes suddenly widened.
This song...!
Yu Caiwei, who had been silent beside her, pursed her red lips slightly, her gaze fixed intently on Ye Zhiqiu on stage, lost in thought...
At this moment, the entire shop fell into silence, with only Ye Zhiqiu’s melancholic singing echoing through the space.
All the customers stopped talking, quietly watching the young man singing and playing on stage, their thoughts drifting with the song.
“White pigeon, white pigeon
Flying through the fleeting, magnificent human world
Even after possessing everything
Still flying north”
In fact, Ye Zhiqiu’s singing technique was not much better than Li Hongfei’s, and his voice was a bit hoarse, but no one present would consider Li Hongfei’s previous performance comparable to the current song.
A gentle song, a slow melody, yet it could touch people’s hearts.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't take Li Hongfei’s provocation seriously; he sang this song only for his self.
“Coming from afar to a strange place,” wasn't he the same?
His parents from his previous life were still alive, but he had already left. If another Ye Zhiqiu had occupied his body, wouldn't he have been as panicked as his self initially?
Fortunately, although his previous life was not one of great wealth, he had achieved some success, so even if his self truly disappeared from the world, his elderly parents would not be left without care.
Now, looking ahead is a brand-new life. Whether the path ahead is full of thorns or vibrant and colorful, doesn't his self need to walk it personally?
Let his self be like the white pigeon from afar, soaring through this magnificent human world like water, leaving behind the colors of another world.
Singing this song can also be considered a farewell to the Ye Zhiqiu of his previous life.
If Ye Zhiqiu, immersed in his own world at this moment, were to look up, he would see a scene completely different from before.
The customers present, both male and female, were all silent. Some emotional female customers even seemed to have memories stirred by the song, and their eyes were already red.
Li Hongfei’s face was grim, Chen Yuan unconsciously opened her mouth wide, looking at Ye Zhiqiu as if he were a stranger.
The three people from 206 Dormitory showed disbelief, excitement, and agitation, among other emotions.
Yu Caiwei’s bright eyes, like two clear springs, stared blankly at Ye Zhiqiu on stage from beginning to end, lost in thought...
As the faint words fell, Ye Zhiqiu’s fingers lightly strummed the strings.
After a few seconds of silence, he looked up, his expression already returned to normal.
“Thank you, I appreciate it.”
“Ah? Oh…”
Returning the guitar in his hand to its rightful owner, Ye Zhiqiu walked back to his seat.
The resident Singer took the guitar, only then reacting, and a fiery look quickly appeared in her eyes as she looked at Ye Zhiqiu.
“Beautiful! So well sung!”
“Bro, you’re amazing!”
“It made me want to cry!”
“What was that song called? I didn’t quite catch it at first…”
“I think it was called white pigeon parade?”
“Can’t find it online? Is it an original…?”
The late, enthusiastic applause, accompanied by discussions, erupted. The audience present did not hesitate to offer praise, but in Li Hongfei’s ears, this praise was incredibly harsh, like slaps to the face, making his expression turn extremely dark.
