Chapter 110: The Secret that Cannot Be Told (4)
Translator: Kingbao Editor: DarkGem
Qiao Anhao swallowed the rest of her sentence before looking at Lu Jinnian in shock. At some point, Lu Jinnian’s face had became eerily cold, colder than when she had first boarded the car. She bit her lip, not daring to speak.
Silence fell in the car once again, the same pressure from before suffocating her once again. In order to loosen herself, she directed her attention to the advertisement that was on air.
However, after only two minutes of it, a song started to play, and it was a familiar tune. It was an old song that Qiao Anhao used to love, just that after leaving her school days for so long, she couldn’t remember its name.
The intro melody was slightly long, but gradually, the singer’s voice would come through. After listening to the first word, she could tell that it was a song from Jay Chou.
“After finishing the coffee, the feelings that I had suppressed,
The past that I’ve tried so hard to relive could be seen on my face.
Rainy days aren’t the most beautiful,
It’s the house we hid to shelter from the rain that is…”
The minute Qiao Anhao heard the lyrics, she suddenly recalled the name of the song – “Secret “.
Jay Chou had a lot of classics, and when she was in school, everyone worshiped him. Out of all the songs, this song was her favorite, and only because of the lines,
“Rainy days aren’t the most beautiful,
It’s the house we hid to shelter from the rain that is…”
At that time, the only reason she watched the movie ‘Secret’ was because Jay Chou was her idol. She had no interest in the movie itself, but the piano melody at the end spread a warm sensation in her heart.
When she heard the lyrics, she would remember the image of the time she had hid from the rain with Lu Jinnian. Mesmerized, she would listen to the song again and again.
Staring straight ahead, Lu Jinnian would occasionally sneak a peak at Qiao Anhao through the back mirror. As he saw her staring at the radio, seemingly in deep thought, he frowned, listening in to the music. Just then, he heard the lines,
“Rainy days aren’t the most beautiful,
It’s the house we hid to shelter from the rain that is…”
He looked out the window at the strong rain, his hand tightening on the steering wheel. After he had calmed himself, for the first time ever, he asked Qiao Anhao, “What’s this song?”
Qiao Anhao came out of her thoughts, replying, “Secret” She paused for a moment before continuing, “Jay Chou’s song from a few years ago.”
