Chapter 475

This Brother Shiguang might very well enable her to break through her current predicament!

Moreover.

Her expectations turned out to be completely correct.

The moment she heard Brother Shiguang's song "If Only There Were an If," she was utterly stunned.

It was as if a colossal hammer had smashed into the ocean, triggering towering tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, and other calamities.

Her soul received a tremendous shock.

This song was more than twice as powerful as any song she had ever composed.

For one fleeting instant, she suddenly felt that all the songs she had ever created combined would not be enough to rival this single track.

Therefore.

Upon learning about the "Wings of Time" event.

Cat Who Steals Cheese nearly went straight to the Zhaoshang Sect, colliding head-on with the official in charge of Douyin.

In the end, when selecting a song, she chose "If Only There Were an If"; this song was sufficient to propel her into an entirely new realm!

Cat Who Steals Cheese, dressed in a magnificent black gown, ascended the stage; her graceful figure and lovely countenance would have allowed her to become a beauty-focused influencer on Douyin, yet she conquered everyone solely with her singing voice.

The accompaniment for this performance was extremely simple.

Furthermore, there were only two backup dancers.

However, the dance they performed told a complete story.

Then.

Cat Who Steals Cheese, gazing at the camera before her, raised her golden microphone with the skill of a veteran, timing her entrance precisely as the accompaniment reached that critical point.

She began to sing slowly.

If the mistakes we could afford to make

Were all the mistakes we managed to miss

There should still be time to repent

If everything hadn't been laid bare

That little storm would have been laughed away

What use is asserting oneself before love?

It is better to muddle through to get by

It's all my fault

Silent when I shouldn't be, weak when I should be brave

If it weren't for me

Misunderstanding our own freedom made us sorrowful

But the you of back then and the me of now

If we could start over

Suppose on that day

We had spoken the words we ought to speak properly

And not stubbornly clung where we should have shown understanding

If on that day I

Had not been provoked by emotions

What would you have done?

So many ifs, so many possibilities, if only I

Alas, there is no "if," only the result remains

If I had understood earlier

That impulsive you

Or if a little later

I had met the mature me

But oh

It's all my fault

Silent when I shouldn't be, weak when I should be brave

If it weren't for me

Misunderstanding our own freedom made us sorrowful

But the you of back then and the me of now

If we could start over

Suppose on that day

We had spoken the words we ought to speak properly

And not stubbornly clung where we should have shown understanding

If on that day I

Had not been provoked by emotions

What would you have done?

So many ifs, so many possibilities, if only I

Alas, there is no "if," without you and me, oh

It's all my fault

Silent when one should not be, weak when one should be brave.

If it were not for me.

Misunderstanding my own freedom made us sad.

But the you of back then and the me of now.

If it had happened again.

If that day.

We had spoken the words that should have been spoken.

And had not been stubborn about what should have been understood.

If that day I.

Had not been swayed by emotions.

What would you have done?

So many ifs, perhaps if it were me.

Pity there is no if.

Only the result remains.

Pity there is no if.

Accompanied by the beautiful and moving singing of the Cat Stealing Cheese, the two backup dancers also performed the dance to the fullest extent, perfectly portraying a pair of lovers from meeting and knowing each other, to finally parting ways due to a mistake, with no other choice.

Many were moved to tears, and waves of memory rippled in their hearts.

The song ended.

The Cat Stealing Cheese remained immersed in that music.

For her, this was the music she truly wanted to create, not the level of her own work before.

Perhaps.

Only Brother Shiguang could open a true door to music for the Cat Stealing Cheese!

The Cat Stealing Cheese's steps slowly danced along with the tail end of the music, her whole body immersed in it.

And her backup dancers behind her were the same; the two had used all their strength, panting from exhaustion.

Yet they remained deeply trapped within it, unable to extricate themselves.

Finally.

The musical accompaniment stopped.

Because this piece of music had already ended.