After the breakup, my identity as a singing god was exposed

Liu Xuan couldn't quite keep up with Lu Yuqing's train of thought.

As the weather was still a bit chilly at night, the two men, soaked through, returned to the car.

Liu Xuan originally wanted to go back to take a shower and change clothes, but he was too wet. At Lu Yuqing's invitation, the two had to go back to the house that Lu Yuqing rented nearby.

Seeing Liu Xuan's hesitation, Lu Yuqing smiled and said, "I, a girl, didn't say anything. Why are you, a grown man, always so shy?"

Liu Xuan didn't say anything, just nodded slightly. He had not yet recovered from his sadness.

The two did not drive and were not far away.

On the way, Liu Xuan looked at Lu Yuqing and asked, "Why are you still awake so late? What are you doing by the river?"

Lu Yuqing smiled and said, "I can't sleep. I'm just a jobless vagrant now. Sometimes I sleep for the whole day and I don't feel sleepy at night."

Liu Xuan felt that leaving the entertainment industry was certainly not a big deal for Lu Yuqing. After all, being the eldest daughter of the Beijing circle was much better than being a celebrity who was in the spotlight. However, in terms of making money, it could be said that she was still a little short.

This is purely because in the fast-food era of the Internet, fan clubs are the easiest way to make money.

Otherwise, how could Liu Xuan, an artist whose sole purpose is not to make money, make such a fortune in less than a year?

When it comes to making money, government officials cannot compare to entertainment stars unless they are corrupt, and entertainment stars cannot compare to Internet celebrities.

This may be the tragedy of the fast food era, which feeds a large group of lazy and gluttonous people.

But in a sense, it is also beneficial. After all, the Internet's short videos and live streaming sales models have indeed driven the development of the economy and tourism in many places.

Liu Xuan began to think about whether Qiannian Culture needed to create an Internet module such as signing anchors in the subsequent process.

He has always had this idea, but has never put it into action.

It is not difficult to recruit internet anchors, but it is difficult to manage them. They do not have scripts in mind during the live broadcast and just speak freely, so it is easy for them to say the wrong things.

In addition, some small problems will be infinitely magnified by the Internet, thus affecting the reputation of the entire company.

Moreover, the iteration of Internet celebrities is too fast, it only takes three to five years.

If an anchor is no longer of any use, then whether such a person should be kept in the company or optimized away will be a very important issue we face.

However, these are no longer what Liu Xuan needs to consider at the moment. What he needs to consider most at this moment is how to get Chang Qian back.

But if she insisted on not meeting him, then everything he did would be in vain.

The world was too big for him to actually find every place.

When Liu Xuan finished taking a shower at Lu Yuqing's house, he suddenly realized a serious problem.

He didn't seem to have any spare clothes, so he had to ask Lu Yuqing awkwardly.

In the end, Lu Yuqing's answer was that she didn't have any men's or unisex clothes, so she had no choice but to find him a set of loose pajamas.

After throwing the clothes into the washing machine, Liu Xuan left the bathroom and replaced Lu Yuqing.

He sat on the sofa and looked around the not very big house.

The house is decorated very simply, with only two bedrooms. A piano is placed at an angle on the balcony of the living room, facing the Yellow River.

Liu Xuan stood up, walked to the balcony, opened the cover of the piano, and gently brushed his fingers across the keys.

The piano makes pleasant sounds.

He sat on a stool and gently struck the piano keys.

Looking at the mountains in the distance at twilight and the iron bridge full of neon lights.

This was a song he had only played once. When he played it, Chang Qian was standing behind him. She also recorded a video and posted a Weibo post.

Under the soft and slightly hazy light, Liu Xuan's fingers gently danced on the black and white keys, like the most gentle dancer in the night sky, leading the melody to flow slowly. A song "Wedding in a Dream" sounded quietly, it was both a cheerful ode and a hint of sadness, just like the dewdrops sliding down the leaves at dawn, reflecting the hope of new life and missing the stars of last night.

In the music, cheerful notes are jumping, like the lightly spinning skirts at a wedding, carrying infinite longing and joy for a new life. They are intertwining and colliding in the air, bursting into sparks of happiness.

However, amidst this splendor, there are also a few subtle melodies of sadness, just like a lonely figure standing in the moonlight after the guests have left, silently recalling the unfinished words and the feelings hidden deep in the heart.

Lu Yuqing came out of the shower and saw Liu Xuan's back and walked quietly behind him.

Liu Xuan's performance seemed to be telling a story about love and loss, with each note carrying delicate emotions and deep memories. His fingertips seemed to have magic, gently plucking Lu Yuqing's heartstrings, making her hover on the edge of laughter and tears, feeling the complex and subtle emotional fluctuations.

As the song ended, the lingering sound seemed to linger in the air, with that atmosphere of both joy and sadness lingering for a long time.

Lu Yuqing was immersed in this wonderful melody and didn't want to wake up. It seemed as if she was really in a wedding in a dream. She was enjoying the happiness of the moment and missing the past times.

After the performance, Liu Xuan sat quietly in front of the piano, his eyes passing through the strings, as if he had penetrated the barriers of time and space and was conversing with those distant memories.

It took him and Chang Qian less than half a year from meeting to knowing each other to getting to know each other, and then they had the fruit of their love, but they left each other just when they were about to enter the wedding hall.

What a sad thing.

He reminded himself all the time from the beginning that he must not make any more mistakes because he could not lose Chang Qian, but even so, he could not change the mistakes he had made before.

Perhaps for many people, it is not right to punish a person for past mistakes.

But put yourself in their shoes: if your lover has a child outside, who would be generous enough to accept it easily?

Liu Xuan stared quietly at the distant sky which was about to turn pale, his eyes becoming moist without him noticing.

He recalled everything he had experienced with Chang Qian, watching the sunrise and sunset together, running in the snow, and grinning at the snowmen they had built.

In just less than a year, he had experienced a lot, and all these memories undoubtedly became sharp thorns that deeply hurt Liu Xuan, piercing his heart.

Liu Xuan stood up, turned around and saw Lu Yuqing standing quietly.

She was only wrapped in a bath towel, just like when she first visited Liu Xuan's house not long after they met.

She lowered her head with a complicated expression, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Liu Xuan sighed and said, "Go to sleep. It's late. I'll sleep on the sofa. I'll leave when I wake up in the morning and won't disturb you."

Lu Yuqing nodded slightly, then returned to the bedroom barefoot.

Liu Xuan lay on the balcony with the window open, smoked a cigarette, and then lay down on the sofa and slowly fell asleep.

After a tiring day, Liu Xuan slept particularly deeply.