Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“I fear there’s not enough time and I need to hold you
Until I can see in your wrinkles
That time has left its marks there
Until I’m sure that you’re real
Until I’ve lost all my strength.
For you, I’ll do anything.
I’ll keep my gaze on you, even when I cannot move
Until I can see in your hairline
The sign of the first white hair
Until my vision blurs
Until I can no longer breathe…”
Sheng Yize was absorbed in singing, but An Xiaxia’s fingers slipped a few times because of how nervous she was.
“It hasn’t been easy for us at all.
We have been carried away by the tide.
I fear that time will pass so quickly
And I won’t be there to watch you closely.
I fear that time will pass too slowly
And I’ll have to worry about losing you day and night.
I hope we can go all hoary-haired overnight
And we’ll never be separated…”
When the song was over, the crowd was still in a trance-like state.
Was it because of the splendid stars or the dazzling flames?
Was the sound of the guitar too gentle or the singing too emotional?
They seemed to be trapped in a dream that was too wonderful to wake up from.
Sheng Yize quietly said, “Thank you for listening,” which finally brought everyone back.
Someone started to applaud, then everyone joined in.
Sheng Yize put his hand on An Xiaxia’s head and rubbed it affectionately.
“Nice job.”
An Xiaxia blushed. She knew Sheng Yize had a much better sense of music than she did, and he must have picked up the mistakes she had made.
Somehow, she felt so shy all of a sudden…
She was going to throw his hand off when she realized that it was his left hand.
After a brief moment of hesitation, she gently brushed his hand off her head and held it tightly in her hands.
“I’ve always been meaning to ask you: do you regret it?”
Sheng Yize had said no when she asked him that question back then.
What about now? After all these years, did he regret stopping that knife for her, which had deprived him of playing the piano for the rest of his life?
Sheng Yize even had to use his left hand to sign things now.
“Dummy…” Sheng Yize turned his dark eyes on her, and his smile was seldom this gentle. “Did you regret saving me back then?”
An Xiaxia bit her lip. “A little… but it was worth it.”
“There’s your answer, then.” He was still smiling. “Speaking of regret, there’s actually one thing I’m a little sorry about.”
“Hm?” She knew it. He had to have some regrets… Could it be because of her?
Sheng Yize pinched An Xiaxia’s smooth cheek. “That pig’s foot you were eating when I first saw you smelt so nice. I could smell it from such a long distance away. I really should have snatched it from you and taken a bite.”
An Xiaxia’s eyes slowly went teary.
“What’s wrong?”
An Xiaxia sniveled. “I’ll never be able to taste something like that again…” With Grandma Song gone, no one would ever make her stewed pig’s feet like that again.
“But I have you. Aren’t I raising a piglet myself now?”
“Huh?” An Xiaxia looked dumbfounded. Was he? Where?
“My piglet is really yummy, too…” Sheng Yize’s smile spoke volumes. Unfortunately, An Xiaxia was as slow as ever and completely missed his point.
The cameraman was tittering inwardly on the side. When he wanted to replay the footage, he saw that his camera had been switched off when he wasn’t looking!
He turned to look at Sheng Yize involuntarily, who smiled back at him. “A little privacy, please.”
Well… so be it then. He could go on living his pitiful single life!
“Have you heard that poem?” Sheng Yize kept his intense gaze on An Xiaxia.
“What poem…”
“To win my beloved’s heart, until death doth gray-haired part.”
He slowly recited the poem, which brought tears to An Xiaxia’s eyes. “Until death do us part?”
The scheming guy replied right away, “Of course.”
An Xiaxia was speechless.
