"Next up, please welcome our [light bulb duo]!"

"What they brought is... 'Anhe Bridge'!"

"Lyrics and music composition—Xia Chuan!"

As Chen Ming finished speaking, a melody filled with regret began to play, instantly freezing the previously heated atmosphere caused by the previous songs, followed by a tacit silence.

Everyone looked at Xia Chuan and Liu Yifei, who stood facing each other on the stage, holding their breath as if they had already anticipated that they would burst into tears.

Xue Ziqian sat on a stool behind the two of them, quietly and silently playing the guitar.

He's already in the zone.

"Let me look at you one more time, from south to north~~" Liu Yifei's voice was clear and melodious, her beautiful eyes staring directly at Xia Chuan, her exquisite face displaying an expression full of regret.

"Our acquaintance was blinded by the Fifth Ring Road~~"

"Please tell me again about that day, the girl holding the box and the man wiping his sweat~~" Xia Chuan's magnetic voice was very deep, and a complex look of regret appeared on his handsome face.

The two were like the protagonists in the song, filled with regret for not being able to embrace each other for a lifetime.

Xue Ziqian then sang the lyrics of the added narration.

"The past, no longer to be revisited, drifts away like the wind."

Xue Ziqian's fingers gently plucked the strings, the guitar's tone was warm and restrained, like a thin mist shrouding the stage.

He leaned forward slightly, closer to the microphone, his voice deep and steady, like a voice-over from a distant place.

I know those summers, like you, will never come back.

His voice was neither competitive nor overpowering, but steadily nestled beneath the two voices, like river water carrying two fallen leaves.

When this line of narration was sung, someone in the audience quietly sniffed.

Liu Yifei's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she did not turn to look at Xue Ziqian.

Her gaze remained fixed on Xia Chuan's face, her eyes filled with something she had acted in countless dramas but had never truly revealed in reality—resentment, relief, and nostalgia, all mixed together, turning into a faint glimmer of water at the corner of her eye.

"I will no longer have expectations of anyone." When she sang this line, there was a slight, almost imperceptible tremor in her voice.

Xia Chuan caught it.

His voice then fell, deep and magnetic, as if squeezed from the deepest part of his chest: "I know that there are too many regrets in this world every day."

He looked at Liu Yifei, his eyes filled with an intense, unyielding love.

The one and only in this life is my true love.

Liu Yifei also saw the love in his eyes. Her lips curved slightly, a slight curve that surpassed all other beautiful sights.

The light shone from the side of the two, shrouding half of their faces in shadow, the only thing that was clear was the smile they couldn't hide at the corners of their mouths.

From the regrets of their performance to the love that couldn't be hidden, that's what the two of them are all about.

Xue Ziqian's guitar melody flicked gently at the end of this line, as if tying a knot at the tail of his voice.

"So hello, goodbye."

The two sang the last four words at the same time.

Liu Yifei's voice rose, crisp and resolute; Xia Chuan's voice fell, steady and gentle.

One up, one down, one bright, one dark, like two rivers that once met but at the last moment flowed in different directions.

The harmonies collided in the air, creating a strange resonance, like an invisible crack that cleaved through the emotions that everyone present was trying to maintain.

Xue Ziqian gently pulled his fingers off the strings, the lingering sound trembled at his fingertips, and then completely dissipated.

No one applauded.

Someone in the audience quickly wiped their face with the back of their hand.

Deng Chao lowered his head, pretending to look at his phone, but the screen was black.

Chen He leaned back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling, his Adam's apple bobbing as if he were swallowing something.

Kong Xue's eyes were red-rimmed, glistening under the light.

Lu Han and the others had their eyes misted over, their hearts clenching, and their minds involuntarily drifted back to a memory they had forgotten yet were unwilling to let go of.

Wang Mian lowered his hand holding the phone slightly. The two people on the stage in the video were still looking at each other. The lights cast long shadows of them, which overlapped on the wooden floor.

Xia Nian leaned against Chen He's leg, her big eyes staring straight at Xia Chuan and Liu Yifei, because it was the first time she had seen her parents looking like this.

Xia Chuan turned his head slightly to avoid the light and blinked quickly.


"The song is finished."

Liu Yifei stood opposite him, looking at his lowered eyelashes, and suddenly smiled. The smile was very light and faint. When the corners of his mouth curved up, the corners of his eyes still had a watery sheen that he hadn't had time to wipe away.

She took a step toward him and extended her hand.

Xia Chuan looked up at her hand, paused for a second, then reached out and grasped it.

Their hands were clasped together in the center of the stage, and the lights merged their shadows into one.

Xue Ziqian sat on the stool behind him, head down, fingers still on the strings, but the corners of his mouth curved up.

Finally, someone in the audience started to applaud.

One, two, then they merged into one, like the tide finally overflowing the embankment.

"Awesome!!!" Deng Chao couldn't help but shout.

Chen He's eyes were red-rimmed, and he couldn't help but wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, laughing and crying at the same time, "You three bastards, why do you sing so well!"

Although Lu Han didn't burst into tears like Chen He and Deng Chao, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional. She rubbed her face and then smiled, "I have to say, you two are really amazing. This song is just too beautiful."

Tian Yu nodded, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes: "Yes, that kind of beauty amidst regret, who is thinking of whom?"

Xia Nian shook her head: "Who are you thinking of, Uncle Tian?"

These words instantly dispelled the somber atmosphere, and everyone burst into laughter. Xia Chuan even pointed at Tian Yu, who looked somewhat embarrassed, and asked, "Brother Yu, although children may speak without thinking, but... who were you just thinking about?"

Liu Yifei held Xia Chuan's arm, leaned on his shoulder, and looked at Tian Yu with a smile, saying softly, "Brother Yu, you're not having a problem, are you?"

Xia Chuan lowered his eyes and exchanged a smile with Liu Yifei.

In fact, most of the people in the inner circle had some understanding of Tian Yu's situation, after all, his ex-girlfriend was a very famous female artist.

However, because she disregarded Tian Yu's feelings and starred in an art film with extremely explicit content, the two were forced to break up.

That movie was called something like... *cough*, never mind.

And then there's Deng Chao. I wonder if he was also thinking about his ex-girlfriend. And his experience is quite similar to Tian Yu's. Maybe... they just had a moment of resonance.

"Ahem, tonight's performance has come to a perfect end!" Chen Ming stepped in to smooth things over, saying with a smile, "Remember Lanzhou, the beauty of Lanzhou lies in its mountains and rivers, my friends!"

Goodbye, friends in Lanzhou!

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