Hand in hand, the two stood at the edge of the terrace. Leaning on the railing, they gazed at the distant, scattered lights. It was then that Xu Qingqiu voiced the question long hidden in her heart.

"Ah? I don't know why. Maybe because I'm afraid of trouble."

"Afraid of trouble? Why?"

"It's just... how should I put it? You know about paparazzi, right? Don't you find them annoying?"

"Well, that's true, but you're not a celebrity..."

As she spoke, Xu Qingqiu seemed to realize something and suddenly stopped.

"That's right, I'm not a celebrity. But as a singer, you should know how attractive a good song is to other singers. If my name were known, could I still live a peaceful life?"

"That's true. If that happened, who knows how many people would go to great lengths, trying all sorts of roundabout ways to ask you to write songs for them..."

Just imagining that scenario made Xu Qingqiu laugh.

"But don't you like it? Think about it—all those singers going out of their way just to meet you or to get your contact information, and all those companies lining up to extend an olive branch to you. Isn't that nice?"

Chu Tian shook his head decidedly.

"No, I don't like it at all. I still want a peaceful and stable life, without disturbances, without so much scheming and intrigue."

"But you're obviously so talented, so impressive. Wouldn't it be a pity if others didn't know?"

"A pity? I don't think so."

In fact, what Chu Tian wanted to say was that he had already experienced the pinnacle of success and fame in his previous life; what was the point of going through it again? He had possessed both fame and fortune in his past life, yet the most ordinary, simple life was precisely what he had yearned for but could not attain. Now that he had somehow transmigrated and had this opportunity, faced with the choice between fame and fortune on one side and an ordinary life on the other, he had ultimately chosen the latter after much deliberation. Isn't this good too? Sometimes, being ordinary is its own kind of happiness, isn't it?

Thinking of herself, Xu Qingqiu seemed to understand his thoughts.

"Now that you put it that way, it does seem like it. It almost makes me regret becoming a singer."

"Do you really regret it?"

"Well... how should I put it? I don't regret singing because it's what I love. But now that I'm famous, it feels a bit burdensome. This doesn't seem like the life I want."

"So what kind of life do you want? Or what is your dream?"

Honestly, this was the first time Chu Tian had actively wanted to delve into someone else's heart, and getting to know her was the most direct way.

"Me?"

Leaning on the railing and looking at the sparse stars in the sky, Xu Qingqiu thought for a moment before saying, "I don't really have any big dreams. I just want to live a simple life, and then be able to sing and share my songs with everyone."

"I love seeing everyone in the audience listening to me sing. I love the feeling of conveying the emotions of the songs. But I don't like living a life where I'm constantly being watched."

After hearing her, Chu Tian gave a wry smile and shook his head. Her dream was too difficult. She wanted to sing for more people but also didn't want to be famous. It was a paradox, practically impossible to achieve.

"Your dream is too hard to achieve. You should think of something simpler."

Xu Qingqiu looked at him and laughed along.

"Yeah, it's too difficult. If it were something simpler..."

She thought for a moment, then, with a smile, raised her right hand, waved her small fist cheerfully at the sky, and exclaimed loudly, "I want to take Chinese music to the world!"

Chu Tian was taken aback. He hadn't expected her to suddenly come out with such a statement; it truly caught him off guard.

He almost laughed at her naiveté, but then his expression turned somewhat somber.

Indeed, wasn't the dream of taking Chinese music to the world a good one? It was very good. He had said this in his previous life too. Not just him, but many of his peers had as well. He didn't know how many had truly tried to realize this, but not a single one had succeeded. There were very few Chinese singers who had even become international stars, let alone taking Chinese music to the world. Was it a matter of ability? Not necessarily. The most crucial point was the vast cultural difference.

Western pop music emphasizes melody. Lyrics could be as simple as, 'I went out today, plucked a blade of grass, came back and gave it to him, and everyone said it was good,' and it could still become a hit. But Chinese music is different. The music has to be good, and so must the lyrics. Or rather, Chinese music places more emphasis on the lyrics. Especially the nuanced charm and cultural connotations within the lyrics, which are difficult for Western audiences to understand.

Consider this: where does Chinese music truly resonate? It's throughout the countries in and around the Chinese cultural sphere. Wherever Han culture has had an influence, Chinese music can generally penetrate, even becoming the dominant form. Why? Because they can understand it; they can comprehend the meaning. But Westerners can't fundamentally understand it, so how could it possibly make inroads there?

However, looking at the spirited Xu Qingqiu beside him, Chu Tian didn't say anything harsh to crush her spirits.

One, it wasn't necessary. Two, what's the difference between having no dreams and being a salted fish? Who's to say that the dreams he couldn't fulfill in his past life can't be achieved by them in this one? Bringing Chinese music to the world might be very difficult, but making a Chinese singer an international star... that seemed plausible, didn't it?

At that thought, Chu Tian's eyes lit up.

Yes! Why not first make Xu Qingqiu a world-class singer? When a Chinese singer stands on the world's grandest stages, when the audiences at so-called global tours are no longer predominantly Chinese faces, perhaps then Chinese music can truly take flight?

"What's wrong? Is my dream ridiculous to you?"

Looking at Xu Qingqiu's earnest face beside him, Chu Tian shook his head and said seriously, "No, not ridiculous at all. Moreover, I will help you with your dream!"

He possessed the wealth of an entire world from his past life, and he had the system's help. Would it be that difficult to create a world-class singer? What if they succeeded?

"Really? I thought you'd laugh at me for overestimating myself..."

"I wouldn't. Anyone with a dream is incredible. What right do I have to mock you? Besides, your dream is grand, isn't it?"

After hearing this, Xu Qingqiu didn't know why, but tears suddenly filled her eyes. She turned to hug Chu Tian and buried her head in his chest, saying in a soft, wronged voice, "Thank you, Chu Tian..."

"You don't need to thank me. Because I am your boyfriend. In the future, I'll be your husband, the one who will walk with you for a lifetime. If I don't help you, who will?"

Upon hearing these words, Xu Qingqiu lifted her head. Though tears still welled in her eyes, her face was wreathed in smiles, even showing a hint of pride.

Xu Qingqiu kissed him fiercely and then said coquettishly, "Sing a song for me, will you? I want to hear a new song. I know you must have one."

"Alright!"

Chu Tian agreed without hesitation. He pondered for a moment what song to sing and soon had an answer.

Seeing Chu Tian turn to pick up his guitar, Xu Qingqiu leaned against the railing, turning back to watch him silently, the smile never fading from her face.

"This is a simple little love song,"

"Singing of the twists and turns in people's hearts."

...

"You know,"

"Even if heavy rain turns this city upside down,"

"I will give you an embrace."

"I can't bear the sight of your approaching silhouette,"

"Penning my 'Lisao' of unbearable sorrow, where each second feels like a year."

...

Standing in front of Xu Qingqiu, Chu Tian played the guitar and sang this "Love Song."

They exchanged a smile, their deep affection palpable in their gaze, as if weaving an unbreakable thread between them. A single glance was intoxicatingly sweet.

"Ugh! I can't stand it!"

In the room on the third floor, Yiyi, who had been there for who knows how long, held a half-eaten fruit platter, her face a mask of mock disgust, yet she couldn't tear her eyes away. Her actions were a perfect example of enjoying the drama unfold, even if it meant witnessing their intense public display of affection.

Initially, she had faintly heard singing from upstairs. Later, when Sister Qiu didn't come down for a long time, unable to resist her curiosity, she prepared a fruit platter, intending to take it upstairs and, incidentally, see what the two were up to. However, she hadn't expected to walk in on them wrapped in each other's arms, making out. Startled, she almost dropped the fruit platter. Luckily, she managed to save it. But the scene was too much for her eyes; she really couldn't bear to watch. So, the fruit platter was not going to be delivered. She could only eat it herself while crouching in a corner, secretly watching. And she watched, engrossed, right up until now.

If Chu Tian and Xu Qingqiu knew they had been putting on a live show this whole time, they would probably want the earth to swallow them whole.

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