Chapter 609: 600 Wishing You Happiness

In the tranquil night, goose-feather snow flew across the sky.

Two beams of strong light came down from the sky, one shining on Zheng Ren, the other on the corner.

Zheng Ren held a box of diced radish, standing foolishly in the light, eyes narrowed, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Xie Yiren stepped forward, everything calculated to perfection, just walking from darkness into light.

Under the sudden strong light, Xiao Yi Ren instinctively covered her eyes. Her red down jacket was like a flickering flame in the snow, vivid and lively.

Xie Yiren gradually adapted to the strong light, startled for a moment, then immediately saw Zheng Ren opposite.

All this was unexpected, yet somehow reasonable.

Xie Yiren instantly understood what her friends meant.

She was slightly surprised, covered her mouth with her hand, and a smile rose from the corners of her lips, coming from the heart.

A melodious violin sound rang out amidst the heavy snowfall.

The melodious melody of Ysaÿe's unaccompanied Narrative No. 3 danced in the snow; modern music lacked some of the classical aura of Bach's pieces, yet was exceptionally uplifting, an invisible force breaking through the planar barriers, striking straight to the deepest part of the soul.

"What good luck, snowing at this moment," Su Yun murmured, looking at the foolish Zheng Ren and the surprised Xie Yiren across from him, feeling genuine emotion.

Zheng Ren finally understood that he too was part of the design; this was the surprise they had prepared for him.

He instantly composed himself, a gentle smile appearing on his face as he held the box of diced radish and took a slow step forward.

The light was like the shadowless lamp in an operating room; Zheng Ren quickly adapted, and in that instant his flustered state completely vanished.

Just as if he were standing on an operating table, Zheng Ren was filled with firm confidence, exuding a calm and composed charm.

Creak, Zheng Ren's foot landed, stepping into the pure white snow and making a faint sound.

This sound blended with the melody of Ysaÿe's unaccompanied Narrative No. 3, so harmonious and perfect, naturally formed.

Seeing Xie Yiren's sweet smile, Zheng Ren felt that such a night,

was so warm.

was so wonderful.

The light moved with Zheng Ren's steps, and the two beams of light falling in midair gradually drew together.

"Yi Ren, happy birthday," Zheng Ren said gently.

His voice was flat, slightly stiff, yet within the gentleness lay a hint of resolve.

Speaking, Zheng Ren opened the box and smiled at that pretty face.

"Ah!" Chu Yanran and Chu Yan zhi exclaimed in unison, covering their mouths, faces full of surprise and excitement.

Tangxiu momentarily lost herself, feeling a bit regretful, but soon became composed.

Chang Yue felt nothing special; she only thought these lipsticks were really pretty, but there were too many—when would she ever finish using them?

"So many scepters?" Xie Yiren murmured, very calm, very composed.

Speaking, she took out a tube of diced radish from it and held it in her hand.

Xie Yiren looked at the diced radish, her expression serious, as if she were doing something very important, very important.

She gently took Zheng Ren's hand, her soft fingers smooth, and drew a circle on the back of his hand.

"Last time, I signed my name right here," Xie Yiren's eyes sparkled with brilliant light like stars, murmuring: "From now on, every day is a new day; each day I must sign once."

The light of the two spotlights merged into one, Zheng Ren embraced Xiao Yi Ren in his arms, his thoughts like a snowy night,

tranquil,

safe,

joyful.

Amidst the melodious violin sound, a round of applause rose.

Su Yun clapped in a roguish manner, whistling.

In his view, tonight's design had reached perfection!

Xie Yiren did not push Zheng Ren away in panic as usual, but instead leaned into his embrace, blinking her eyes.

Although still a little shy, she naturally blinked her big curious eyes, looking at the friends around her.

She happily laughed,

laughing innocently and brightly,

laughing brightly and purely,

laughing like the tinkling of a spring.

Applause, violin music, broke the tranquility of the snowy night, so joyful, so wonderful.

Zheng Ren could feel Xie Yiren's heartbeat, beating fast, as if she were somewhat nervous.

He smiled, tightened his embrace, afraid Xiao Yi Ren might run away, as if wanting to press closer to her heart, to merge himself entirely into her.

In this beautiful moment, immersed, Zheng Ren zhen wished that his life could be spent just like this.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Yiren lightly patted Zheng Ren's back, whispering.

"Zheng Ren, let go."

"Hmm?"

"It's not over yet, didn't we say we were going to celebrate for Ji Feier?" Xie Yiren laughed mischievously, "Today is my birthday, I want to bless them."

Zheng Ren startled for a moment, then slowly loosened his hold on Xie Yiren.

In his mind, everything was already perfect.

But in Xie Yiren's mind, at this moment everything had just begun.

Xie Yiren tiptoed, lightly kissed Zheng Ren's forehead, and said with a smiling tone: "This is today's sign-off."

Having said that, she bounced over to Su Yun's side and began talking to him about something.

After saying a few sentences, Xie Yiren ran to Professor Rudolf Wagner's side and reached out for the violin.

The professor had some doubts, but after hesitating a moment, still handed the violin to Xie Yiren.

The professor was tall and large, but the violin's model was somewhat awkward for Xie Yiren to handle.

But this is not the Vienna Golden Hall; even if there are mistakes, it doesn't matter—what matters is the atmosphere.

After trying a few notes, Xie Yiren felt satisfied.

She smiled and made a prepared gesture, signalling the start.

The melody of Bach's Unaccompanied Narrative Piece No. 1 began to float.

The classical style was gentle and exquisite, lacking the fervor of modernism, with a simple, unadorned accompaniment; the violin sound flowed like spring water.

All this exceeded the original plan, but Su Yun's adaptability was formidable. He teamed up with Yu Min from Di Du, and they sprang into action again.

Above, the bright moon that had gradually gathered in the night sky suddenly split apart, accurately falling on Ji Feier and Du Chunfang standing in the corner.

Xie Yiren played the violin; the leaping notes seemed to tell a story. After the plain accompaniment, it gradually rose to a climax, without abruptness—everything was so natural, smooth, and supple.

Ji Feier and Du Chunfang looked at Xie Yiren in astonishment.

Xiao Yi Ren's eyes flowed, her smile like spring.

Under the sky full of goose-feather-like snow, she resembled a goddess, bestowing her own blessings.

"Don't be stupid, hurry up." Su Yun sneaked over to the dazed Li Sheng and Li Liang, kicked each of them, and drove them away.

At first, the two were still somewhat panicked and confused, but upon seeing their beloved girl standing in the light,

All doubts were forgotten,

All hardships were forgotten,

They embraced in happiness,

In the violin's sound,

In the blessings.

Fireworks rose, completely shattering the night's silence.

It seemed as if countless stars appeared, joy boundless.

"Wishing you happiness." Xie Yiren tilted her head, cute like a little elf, the spirit in charge of notes, giving her heartfelt blessings.

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A quote from Mao Ni's The Between, paying tribute.