Chapter 041: Xiao Pa Cai, You Are Very Naughty
Before Lin Lang could answer, the female server pushed a dining cart and entered the KTV private room.
After the drinks, snacks, and fruit platter were placed on the table, the female server asked, "Do you two need any other services?"
Lin Lang tipped the female server one hundred yuan and instructed, "Open the alcohol. We don't need any service staff to disturb us while we sing KTV."
The female server took the hundred-yuan tip and happily bowed, saying, "Thank you for the tip, sir. I wish you a pleasant evening!"
After opening the two bottles of imported weishi ji (whisky), the female server discreetly exited the KTV room and hung a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the doorknob outside.
Marry Yang teased, "Not bad, Lin Da Shuaige!"
"You're quite generous. There don't seem to be many Xia Kingdom men in the mainland who have the habit of tipping~"
Lin Lang poured a glass of weishi ji (whisky) for Marry Yang.
"Thank you!" Marry Yang took the glass.
While pouring himself a drink, Lin Lang replied, "I have the habit of tipping, not to show off, but to be kind to the low-level service staff who work hard in the city."
Marry Yang clinked glasses with Lin Lang and said with great admiration, "Come on! Xiao Pa Cai, who gets drunk with one sip, this glass is for you!"
"Sister Marry, you learn quite fast. You've really mastered the term Xiao Pa Cai." Lin Lang raised his glass.
"Cheers!" Marry Yang actively clinked glasses with Lin Lang.
"Cheers!"
Lin Lang drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, showing his heroic spirit.
AI generated beautiful image of Marry Yang
Marry Yang drank half a glass of weishi ji (whisky) in one go, clearly someone who drinks frequently, often using alcohol to numb herself.
"Only someone with a story and deep emotions can write such a sad and touching love song as 'Waiting for a Minute.' You look like a playboy, so where does your deep affection come from?"
Lin Lang replied with feigned deep affection, "I would never trap anyone in the name of love. After all, the sky is wide for birds to fly. I once said that my heart is higher than the sky; love is nothing. Freedom is my main theme."
Marry Yang covered her mouth and laughed after hearing this, "I didn't realize your literary talent was so good."
"Your playboy scumbag persona was elevated by several levels with just a few light sentences."
"It seems you're a master at charming girls~"
Lin Lang joked, "Sister Marry's way of praising people is really special!"
"You didn't use a single dirty word, yet you nailed me to the pillar of shame as a scumbag. It seems your literary talent isn't bad either~"
"If it weren't to get you on the show as a long-term guest appraiser, to attract a group of young viewers for 'Appraising Heirlooms' and increase ratings, I wouldn't dare to associate with a cynical playboy like you."
Lin Lang tentatively asked, "Sister Marry, how long has it been since you've been on a date with a man?"
Marry Yang drank the wine in her glass in one gulp and self-deprecatingly replied, "I can't even remember when I last had a drink or a date with a man; it was years ago."
While pouring wine for Marry Yang, Lin Lang said earnestly, "Everyone is moving forward; you can't stay stuck in place. Many times, a good night's sleep is more important than love."
"Lin Lang, you're quite good at talking about life~"
"I, your sister, have insomnia and haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time."
Lin Lang joked, "That's because Sister Marry, you lack a sense of security. Perhaps if a man held you gently at night, you could sleep well."
"Hmph~ No way!"
"You men only think about taking advantage. If you held me to sleep, wouldn't you toss and turn me eight times a night? Wouldn't I sleep even worse!"
"But Sister Marry, living such a simple and ascetic life, although you appear glamorous on the outside, you're actually depressed and down on the inside. Aren't you wasting your best years?"
Marry Yang swirled her wine glass and replied with feigned nonchalance, "To have enough to eat and wear is a blessing; to be free from illness and disaster is a fortune. As for the rest, if it comes, it's icing on the cake; if not, one remains splendid nonetheless."
"Sister Marry, your melancholic and lost eyes have betrayed you. Women are creatures who yearn to be loved, and you are no exception~"
"Hmph~ Lin Lang, you're not a roundworms in my stomach, how do you know what I'm thinking?"
"Could it be that besides your antique appraisal skills, you also understand psychology?"
Lin Lang replied exaggeratedly, "Actually, I don't really understand psychology~"
"But Sister Marry, I understand fatigue, promises, love, and bitterness. I'm a bit exaggerated, but I understand money, fame, reality, and women."
"Lin Lang, you understand so much! If bragging required taxes, wouldn't you be bankrupt?"
"Sister Marry, you don't believe I understand you?"
Marry Yang chuckled, "Then tell me, what do you understand about me?"
Lin Lang looked at Marry Yang with deep and burning eyes and replied, "You appear strong and independent, but how could I not see that slight ripple of longing for love in your heart?"
"Hmph, you make it sound like I, your sister, am always thinking about men."
Lin Lang quickly waved his hands, a playful smile on his face, "Sister Marry, I absolutely did not mean that."
"Then what do you mean?" Marry Yang looked at the handsome Lin Lang, her red lips slightly parted as she took a sip of weishi ji (whisky).
Lin Lang met Marry Yang's gaze, his eyes electric as he replied, "My meaning is that I know how to let a woman find a moment of joy in her tiring life. If you are willing, I can make your life happier."
Marry Yang couldn't help but laugh as she replied, "Are you, Xiao Pa Cai, trying to seduce me?"
"Heh..."
"Sister Marry, using the word 'seduce' sounds so unpleasant. It's just 'attract,' okay!" Lin Lang took a tactical sip of weishi ji (whisky).
Marry Yang raised an eyebrow slightly, her eyes playful, "Oh, attract? You, Xiao Pa Cai, are quite particular with your words."
"But, do you really think a few sweet words from you can stir up waves with me, your sister? Aren't you a bit too naive?"
With that, Marry Yang extended a finger and lightly tapped Lin Lang's forehead, her fingertip seemingly brushing his cheek.
Marry Yang's actions were both provocative and ambiguous.
Lin Lang took the opportunity to grasp Marry Yang's fair and soft hand, his eyes burning with a hint of cunning: "Sister Marry, others only see your aloofness, but I alone understand the softness and passion within your heart."
"I am willing to be that fire, giving you warmth and light at just the right moment. I wonder if Sister would grant me this opportunity?" Lin Lang's lips curved upward, his eyes carrying a hint of wildness.
Marry Yang's cheeks flushed slightly, and she snorted lightly, "You talk a good game, but how do I know if your fire won't just be a fleeting spark, leaving behind only ashes?"
"Sister Marry, even if my fire goes out, the heat it generates while burning will be enough for you to remember for a lifetime. Are you really willing to miss out on me?"
"You, Xiao Pa Cai, are also learning to hook up with women, how funny!"
"I, your sister, am an ascetic little widow; I'm not that easy to coax into bed." With that, Marry Yang shyly withdrew her hand.
Lin Lang shrugged with a smile, then picked up the guitar and said, "It seems I can only stack buffs and unleash a big move, continuing to conquer Sister Marry with my singing."
"A song, 'Misplaced Time and Space,' dedicated to the incomparably beautiful Sister Marry."
Marry Yang held her wine glass and said, "If you can make me cry again, then you're truly skilled."
Lin Lang strummed the guitar strings and smirked mischievously, "If you cry big snot bubbles listening to my song, Sister Marry, I'm not responsible."
Marry Yang took a sip of weishi ji (whisky) and replied disdainfully, "I don't believe you."
Lin Lang, holding the guitar handsomely, melancholically plucked the strings and began to sing and play the song "Misplaced Time and Space" with a half-dead, half-hanging-on voice.
At first listen, one doesn't understand the meaning of the song; at a second listen, one becomes the person in the song.
At first, Marry Yang didn't realize how powerful the song was, but when she heard the chorus, she instantly became emotional, wanting to cry more and more as she listened.
A movie that couldn't fill half the audience seats
Until the lights suddenly came on at the end of the show
The credits froze on "Produced and Distributed by So-and-so"
I watched them leave in a hurry
Like an overconfident repeater student
Unable to fulfill the mission of getting on the gold list
Fate is not a decision made by rock-paper-scissors
So willful
I've felt the evening breeze you've felt
Does that mean we've embraced?
But like waking from a dream, my hands are empty
My heart is also empty
I've felt the evening breeze you've felt
Have we seen the same scenery?
Like disturbing the time difference, staying in a misplaced time and space
Ultimately, it's empty, empty...
Deeply emotional and sentimental, Marry Yang was once again drawn into a sad mood by Lin Lang's poignant and tear-inducing singing, her eyes turning red as she consecutively drank two glasses of weishi ji (whisky).
"I've felt the evening breeze you've felt, does that mean we've embraced?!"
Just this one lyric made the mixed-race little widow, Marry Yang, feel heartbroken. The lyrics seemed to sing of the separation of yin and yang, being in a misplaced time and space with her deceased husband, with no further intersection.
After Lin Lang finished singing the emotional song, in just the span of one song, Marry Yang, who was crying profusely, had already drunk more than half a bottle of weishi ji (whisky).
"Beautiful!"
"This song is so good!"
Marry Yang, with hazy, drunken eyes, clapped for Lin Lang, reminiscing through tears. Perhaps only fragments could make memories smile again.
Lin Lang put down the guitar and sat beside Marry Yang, raising his hand to gently wipe away her tears, saying tenderly, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have sung such a sad song for you."
Marry Yang looked at Lin Lang with tear-filled eyes and asked tearfully, "Xiao Pa Cai, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"You know I'm a deeply emotional widow, yet you sing such tear-jerking songs to me. Isn't this bullying?"
Lin Lang continued to wipe Marry Yang's tears while replying, "I already told you just now, if you cry big snot bubbles listening to the love songs I composed, I'm not responsible."
Marry Yang said pitifully, "Who would have thought that someone with your unrestrained personality could write such a deeply emotional song!"
"I'm already very emotional, and being made to cry twice by you is really embarrassing!"
"Sister Marry, it's good that you cried. It's a release of emotions for you. You must have been suppressing them for too long, and over time, that's not good for your health."
"You, Xiao Pa Cai, are very naughty. Now, I, your sister, am unhappy."
"I'm unhappy, so you have to take responsibility and make me happy right now," Marry Yang said with a hint of a whine.