The daily life of a crazy female supporting character trying to redeem herself.

Song Zhiji's pupils contracted sharply, and without thinking, he stepped in front of Liang Qing, blocking her view.

When Yan Su saw that it was the two of them standing at the door, his mind gradually cleared up.

Song Zhiji's gaze lingered on his upper body, his mouth moved but he didn't utter a single word.

Seeing that Song Zhiji had completely shielded Liang Qing behind him, Yan Su thought that Song Zhiji wanted him to put on his clothes, but he didn't know how to bring it up.

Yan Su wanted to put on some clothes first, because he didn't like his body being exposed to others.

I was just woken up by the doorbell, and before I could process what was happening, I remembered that I had to open the door to stop the ringing.

Yan Su closed the door a crack and said, "Excuse me, please wait a moment while I put on some clothes."

Once Yan Su's figure disappeared in front of the door, Song Zhiji walked back to stand next to Liang Qing.

Song Zhiji noticed the admiring look in Liang Qing's eyes and felt a little sullen.

Some felt ashamed of their own appearance.

Yan Su was undeniably handsome; he had a beautiful face and a beautiful figure.

Song Zhiji was somewhat dissatisfied with his physique, because he was rather thin compared to Yan Su.

But he quickly recovered from his low mood because he felt that instead of wallowing in negative emotions, he should try to find a way to change things.

He decided to go back and see a doctor to get his body in good shape as soon as possible, and then, like Yan Su, get in good shape.

Yan Su went into the room, put on a short-sleeved shirt, washed his face, and then opened the door for Song Zhiji and Liang Qing again.

He smiled gently at the two of them and asked, "Is there something you need from me?"

“Yan Su, here you go,” Song Zhiji handed him the bag, her attitude very sincere. “Thank you for saving Liang Qing yesterday.”

A hint of annoyance flashed in Yan Su's eyes. He saved Liang Qing only because he hated that kind of scum even more than Liang Qing, not because he was a good person.

Song Zhiji's actions made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, what one thinks in one's mind and what one actually does are two different things.

He still smiled faintly and refused, saying, "No need. I've already said that Liang Qing is also my friend."

Song Zhiji insisted that he accept it, saying, "Consider it my way of thanking you on Liang Qing's behalf."

Just as Yan Su was about to refuse, Liang Qing interjected, "Yan Su, just accept it. Consider it his way of thanking you on my behalf."

Liang Qing said this for two reasons. First, Song Zhiji is so persistent that nothing can stop him once he gets going. To avoid him and Yan Su making excuses for each other, Liang Qing offered his advice.

Secondly, if Yan Su accepted his gift, it would make Song Zhiji feel better, and she didn't want Song Zhiji to feel guilty about this matter.

Upon hearing Liang Qing's words, Yan Su thought for a moment before finally taking the bag from Song Zhiji's hand and politely saying, "Alright then, thank you."

"Need not."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Yan Su suddenly invited them to his home. Since he was their benefactor, they couldn't refuse and went inside.

Liang Qing asked, "Do I need to change my shoes?"

Yan Su glanced at the slippers they were wearing and replied, "No need, just come in. I only have my own shoes at home."

After the two entered, Yan Su invited them to sit on the sofa. After washing up, he gave each of them a drink.

The group sat quietly for a while.

Song Zhiji asked the question he had always wanted to ask but never had the chance, "Yan Su, why did you suddenly move here?"

Yan Su said the answer he had already prepared, "It's close to the school and the soundproofing is good, which makes it convenient for me to practice the piano."

Liang Qing scanned the room, but didn't see a piano, only a violin case, so she asked, "Is it a violin?"

“Yes,” Yan Su nodded, as if he had become interested, “Since you’re here, shall I play a song for you?”

"it is good."

After both of them agreed, Yan Su took the violin out of its case and began to play.

You can tell from the way he raises his hand that his piano skills are definitely not bad.

Indeed, he played the piece very smoothly, without showing any signs of unfamiliarity.

After he finished playing, Song Zhiji and Liang Qing both exclaimed, "Your piano skills are very proficient."

Yan Su smiled and said, "You flatter me."

Then, changing the subject, she said to Liang Qing, "I've heard that you play the violin very well, Liang Qing. I wonder if I would have the honor of hearing you play?"

Song Zhiji was also a little tempted, as he had never heard Liang Qing play the violin before.

Feeling Song Zhiji's expectant gaze, Liang Qingxin thought that playing the violin wouldn't hurt, so she agreed.

Liang Qing readily replied, "Sure, but I don't know what piece to play right now. What would you like to hear?"

While Song Zhiji was still pondering, Yan Su took out a musical score from the study and said with a smile, "I want to hear this piece."

Liang Qing glanced at it and realized it wasn't a famous score; it looked like a piece of music he had written himself.

However, since Yan Su specifically requested to hear this piece, Liang Qing didn't say anything and silently began to memorize the score.

During the notation process, Liang Qing found the piece very familiar, and she memorized it in no time.

She thought it must be some famous piece of music, but she had forgotten.

After memorizing the score, Liang Qing stood up, placed the violin on his shoulder, and slowly began to play.

She plays the violin with elegance and focus.

Song Zhiji watched her play the violin without moving, listening to every note she played.

Liang Qing played the piece with unexpected skill. She had thought she would stumble on at least one or two notes, but she didn't make a mistake until the very end.

Yan Su was the first to clap his hands and praise, "Liang Qing, it's such a pity you didn't come to the music department."

Song Zhiji also exclaimed, "I think you would be outstanding if you were in the music department."

Liang Qing laughed and said, "It's just a smattering of skill."

She put the violin down and sat back down on the sofa.

As she was drinking water, Song Zhiji happened to ask Yan Su, "What song is this? I've never heard it before. It sounds so romantic."

Liang Qing's hand holding the water glass trembled. Oh no, she knew what Yan Su was going to do.

But it's too late to salvage the situation now, and Yan Su won't give her that chance.

Yan Su smiled and said, "This is a piece composed by a musical prodigy in our department. I heard it was written for someone very important. I thought it sounded great, so I asked him for the sheet music. Unfortunately, I don't have the talent, and I couldn't play it smoothly even after practicing for a long time. I didn't expect Liang Qing to play it so well."

Song Zhiji followed up on his question, asking, "Who is so talented as to compose such a wonderful piece?"

Liang Qing's temples throbbed; Yan Su's answer was exactly what she had expected.