Falling into the rain

After returning to Beijing, Yu Tingyu moved into the apartment she had found long ago, paying a year's rent upfront. She has been living alone for the past few days.

Aunt Jing was sent by Wen Huaixu to take care of her, but Yu Tingyu refused, saying that she liked someone else.

The official performance is tomorrow, so rehearsal ended early today, and she finally had time to get together with Shen Sihe.

"How's it going? Are you nervous about the performance?"

Shen Sihe arrived at Yu Tingyu's rented apartment, intending to sleep with her tonight.

Yu Tingyu took a sip of the fruit and vegetable juice she had made herself, smiled, and said, "It's nothing to be nervous about."

Hearing that her tone was normal, Shen Sihe seemed relieved. "You seem to be doing alright. Fortunately, you haven't been affected by what happened a few days ago."

She paused for a moment, then couldn't help asking, "Have you and Huaixu made up?"

Shen Sihe blinked her big eyes at Yu Tingyu. She hadn't dared to ask before because she saw that Yu Tingyu was busy with rehearsals, but now that they met, she couldn't hide her gossipy nature.

Yu Tingyu corrected her mistake: "We didn't argue at all."

"You didn't argue?" Shen Sihe raised an eyebrow. "Judging from the atmosphere between you two the other day, I thought you were about to have another big fight."

Yu Tingyu put down her cup and sighed softly, "If we argue over something as small as this, we'll have plenty of reasons to argue in the future, and we won't even need to see each other anymore."

Shen Sihe also sighed heavily, "That's true."

The two sat quietly for a while, then she suddenly chuckled softly, and Yu Tingyu looked over in surprise.

"It's still uncertain who your future sister-in-law will be, so don't be jealous yet. It might not be Chen Xuning. I don't think Brother Huaixu has any feelings for her at all."

"Why do you say that?" Yu Tingyu asked expressionlessly, "Didn't they go to the arts festival together? Didn't their relationship progress by leaps and bounds?"

"What arts festival?" Shen Sihe had no idea about this and looked completely bewildered. "I haven't seen Huaixu in Beidaihe since you left. What, haven't you two been in touch these past few days?"

Yu Tingyu was stunned: "You didn't go?"

"Yes." Shen Sihe nodded: "Aunt Wen was angry that day, but it was no use being angry. Brother Huaixu and Brother Jiezong are both stubborn."

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingyu raised an eyebrow, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

She seems to be easily satisfied; upon hearing the news, most of the pent-up frustration in her heart vanished.

However, she knew this was only temporary. Even if he didn't go this time, there would be a next time, and Wen Yun wouldn't allow him to be absent every time.

Yu Tingyu didn't want to think about these unhappy things anymore, so she waved her hand and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore, go to sleep early."

Shen Sihe nodded, leaning on her shoulder encouragingly, "Tomorrow's up to you, Great Pianist Yu!"

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At the same time, Wen Huaixu was sitting in the living room.

The huge villa was empty and deserted, devoid of any human presence. When Yu Tingyu was here, there was still some laughter, but now it was like an empty shell. It didn't feel like a home anymore; it was just a house, a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

He watched as the sky darkened until he could no longer see the trees, then went upstairs and headed straight for the dressing room.

His walk-in closet wasn't big, only about one-tenth the size of Yu Tingyu's. The clothes were all pretty much the same, including his work suits and casual wear after get off work.

Wen Huaixu glanced at the neat and serious black suits one by one. He knew they were too dull and boring, so he didn't take any off.

He looked away, and a glimpse of silver-gray suddenly caught his eye.

The suit was hanging on the innermost side, clearly a carefully treasured possession.

This was a birthday gift Yu Tingyu gave him last year. Apart from the day she forced him to try it on, he never wore it again.

He took the suit out and placed it on the outside.

The weather was fine the next day, and Wen Huaixu had already asked Wang Hang to cancel his schedule for the day, so he could spend the whole day with Yu Tingyu.

The concert hall was in the city center, not far from his home, but he still drove there very early, or rather, he hadn't slept well all night, just waiting for dawn.

I haven't seen Yu Tingyu for several days, and I don't know how she's taking care of herself.

He had considered visiting her, but he wasn't sure what Yu Tingyu's attitude was now.

Wen Huaixu parked his car in the designated area of ​​the concert hall parking lot, and as soon as he got out of the car, he heard a familiar voice.

"Huaixu, you're here so early too."

A black Range Rover drove by, the rear window opened, revealing Wen Yun's face. After the car came to a stop, she and Chen Xuning got out of the car.

Chen Xuning greeted him, seemingly unaffected by Wen Huaixu's previous incident. She asked with concern, "Didn't Tingyu come with you?"

Wen Huaixu said succinctly, his tone not exactly warm: "She doesn't live at home."

"Tingyu has rented a place outside." Wen Yun explained this more fully, and looked at Wen Huaixu, instructing him, "You must ensure Tingyu's safety. Although she is an adult, she is only twenty years old, and she is still immature in many ways."

Although Wen Huaixu understood without Wen Yun saying it, he still nodded.

Just then, Wen Yun received a phone call. After hanging up, she said, "Something came up. Please tell Tingyu that I can't see her performance today, but the gift is already prepared. I'll have someone deliver it tonight."

She looked at Chen Xuning, then at Wen Huaixu, and said, "Then you two can go in together. Huaixu, take good care of Xuning."

"Auntie, please go ahead with your work. Goodbye," Chen Xuning replied obediently.

Wen Huaixu curled the corners of his lips into a slightly sarcastic smile. He ignored it and stepped into the concert hall.

His name was quite well-known in the industry. As soon as he entered, the organizers rushed over to greet him, but Wen Huaixu, too lazy for pleasantries, went straight to the point and asked, "Where is she?"

Everyone knew about the relationship between Yu Tingyu and Wen Huaixu, so the organizer immediately said respectfully, "Miss Yu is in the backstage dressing room. Shall I show Mr. Wen the way?"

Wen Huaixu nodded.

When he came in, Yu Tingyu was changing clothes in the fitting room. A white strapless dress hugged her beautiful figure, her skin was fair, and she was slender and graceful.

Yu Tingyu was immediately stunned when she pushed open the locker room door.

The organizers tactfully led everyone out.

Having not seen each other for several days, Yu Tingyu suddenly felt a little lost. She lifted her skirt and unconsciously pinched it a few times, her gaze falling on the silver-gray suit that Wen Huaixu was wearing today.

No one knows her better than she does.

It wasn't bought with the money Wen Huaixu gave her; it was money she saved up for a whole semester, including scholarships and all that, to scrape together the cost of a suit.

Wen Huaixu usually wears haute couture and rarely wears such "affordable" clothes, but she still bought them.

She never expected Wen Huaixu to wear it today; she thought he would never wear it out.

Yu Tingyu raised her lips and asked him, "Why did you arrive so early? My performance is scheduled last."

Wen Huaixu looked at her, not answering the question, but instead raised an eyebrow and asked, "Not even a form of address anymore?"