Seven-page Love Letter

Chapter 565 - 376: Pretty good, nobody has a father.

Chapter 565: Chapter 376: Pretty good, nobody has a father.


Wanting to hold an open-air concert on the bustling pedestrian street of the capital.


This definitely won’t be resolved just by filing a report; I estimate the application and approval will encounter quite a bit of trouble.


"Just leave it to He Zhichen to handle then."


Gan Yanyu said,


"Isn’t he supposed to be all-powerful?"


"He really is."


Lin Tian smiled wryly.


At that moment, a familiar interface opened up before his eyes.


[Hidden Task, Activated ─]


[Task Objective: Perform an open-air concert with your partner and two pop musicians. Requirement: Gather [36000] "Excited" emotion value from the audience.]


[Deadline: 14 days]


[Task Reward: Random BUFF (???)]


[...]


Seeing a task surface after such a long time, Lin Tian was stunned for two seconds.


It took him a moment to react.


Hidden task?


He thought, ever since the concert, Lin Tian had nearly expressed all musical emotions, making it hard to have new task objectives.


Unexpectedly, this time, it felt as if he was back at the starting point.


Just "excited"?


No bizarre requirements, such pure emotion value, but needing as much as 36,000.


And the only change,


was the clear need for cooperation with "pop musicians."


Could it be,


that by preparing to collaborate with Mao Weiang this time, he and Gan Yanyu inadvertently triggered the system’s hidden feature?


Since it requires two people.....


then Bai Junze really can’t be given up on no matter what.


"..."


"Lin Tian!"


"Huh?"


Lin Tian was startled by the call, and in front of him, Gan Yanyu looked at him with a slightly resentful expression.


"What’s wrong?"


"I was talking to you, what were you thinking about?"


"No, I was listening."


Lin Tian instinctively replied.


Although Gan Yanyu’s expression didn’t change, her gaze was quite nuanced as she looked at Lin Tian.


In her eyes... there was a rare emotion Lin Tian had never seen before—


disdain.


Moreover, it was the kind of disdain that seemed to see through his nature as a man.


"Mr. Gan, what did you want to say?" Lin Tian was somewhat helpless.


However, Gan Yanyu acted nonchalantly and said,


"Nothing."


Gan Yanyu’s expression was quite genuine as she seriously said,


"I was just saying, is this matter decided then?"


"Sure."


Lin Tian said, "Tomorrow, I’ll talk to Mao Weiang and Bai Junze about it, if it’s just a simple performance, it shouldn’t be a big deal."


"Okay."


"Also....."


Lin Tian hesitated.


He thought again about the conversation with Bai Junze today.


He decided to clarify the matter with Gan Yanyu.


The two went into the room.


Sitting on the sofa, Gan Yanyu listened intently to Lin Tian’s recount, her eyes slightly widened, looking down at the floor, seemingly thoughtful.


"Mr. Gan, I have a question."


"Hmm?"


"Bai Junze, is it because of his father’s actions back then, that he’s become what he is today and unable to trust anyone?"


"Yes."


"Then is his insecurity because of his father, or because of long-term vagrant life?"


Lin Tian asked a question that seemed unrelated but was precisely the one he couldn’t understand the most.


First of all, what Lin Tian couldn’t comprehend was the source of Bai Junze’s insecurity.


If it were the latter’s vagrant life, that would be understandable.


But to Lin Tian, it didn’t seem to be that simple.


His father broke his cello, so what does this have to do with his insecurity?


Was it because he once viewed his father as someone he profoundly trusted and depended on?


So,


at the final moment, what kind of feelings did Bai Junze harbor toward his father?


Lin Tian felt.


Only by understanding this issue could he resolve Bai Junze’s music problem.


"....."


Gan Yanyu seriously pondered on it.


After a while, the girl spoke:


"I..."


"I’m not sure what it’s like to get along with a father."


For a moment,


the whole apartment was silent.


Lin Tian choked up.


Damn it, really!


In this room, not even two who have fathers.


Yet here they are analyzing others!


In a way,


it’s quite good, everyone’s fatherless.


Gan Yanyu only started contacting her biological dad last year, so it’s not informative. As for Lin Tian, he remembers his lung-foggy dad vividly, but in reality, they didn’t have much interaction during childhood.


"But I think....."


Gan Yanyu paused shortly, then said,


"Every person’s music must have something they wish to convey."


"For example, yours and mine, Lin Tian, we want to convey the dream of classical music."


"Nannali conveys passion and freedom."


"Mr. Bai Junze’s performance... surely has something he wishes to express as well..."


Lin Tian was taken aback.


Recalling Bai Junze’s performance.


He always smiled ostentatiously, playing with a sense of pride.


Such uninhibitedness and ease, always giving an unfettered impression.


As it should be.


The likelihood is Bai Junze’s performance wishes to convey that feeling of freedom and exuberance.


But...


For some reason.


Every time Lin Tian hears Bai Junze’s performance, he senses a trace of... deliberate intent.


His performance is overly flamboyant, as if aiming to display it to someone specifically.


Lurking beneath this, what does Bai Junze wish to convey?


"..."


"I’ll think about it myself."


Lin Tian said.


Seeing it was getting late, Lin Tian said to Gan Yanyu,


"You should go rest first."


Originally, Lin Tian shared this matter with Gan Yanyu to give her "peace of mind."


Getting some insights from Gan Yanyu was already quite helpful.


Lin Tian would not let Gan Yanyu handle these troublesome affairs; she wouldn’t be able to help and would only add unnecessary worries and inner exhaustion.


"...Aren’t you leaving yet?"


Lin Tian noticed that Gan Yanyu surprisingly did not heed him.


He looked up at Gan Yanyu.


The girl was pursing her lips, seemingly still thinking deeply.


"Go ahead."


Lin Tian knew what was on Gan Yanyu’s mind, and he put his hand on the girl’s shoulder,


"Your suggestion about the open-air concert was very useful, you’ve already done a lot."


"Mm."


Gan Yanyu finally stopped speaking, and she turned to leave.


But just as she was about to step out of the door, Gan Yanyu held the door handle, turned around,


and said:


"You shouldn’t overwork yourself either."


"If Mr. Bai Junze becomes too bothersome, we’ll replace him."


"....."


Lin Tian stared at Gan Yanyu in surprise; he couldn’t believe such words came out of her mouth.


"Alright."


...


After sending off Gan Yanyu, Lin Tian resumed his train of thought.


The day after tomorrow, he would call Bai Junze over for training again.


By then, he must resolve this issue.


Lin Tian picked up a pen and drew a relationship diagram on paper.


On it, he wrote Bai Junze and his father, Lin Tian and his own father, and Gan Yanyu with her father.


If,


the three depicted here weren’t on good terms with their biological fathers, then,


Lin Tian’s emotion would be pure hate.


With no impurities, merely wishing his dad would die.


As for Gan Yanyu’s feelings toward her father,


it’s courtesy, politeness, bewilderment. Knowing the other has wronged her, yet wishing no one gets hurt as a result. Simply put, perhaps it’s "indifference."


Because of "indifference," emotions are unlikely to arise.


The different expressions of the relationships Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu have with their fathers indirectly reflect their personalities.


As for Bai Junze,


in regard to the father who caused him to leave home and embark on an eight-year wandering journey.


Perhaps, his emotions are much more complex.


...


...


On the other side.


Gan Yanyu lay in bed, holding a human-shaped doll.


The girl pressed the doll against her forehead and took a deep breath.


Then, she lifted the doll, her eyes full of melancholy stared at it.


"Foolish Lin Tian."


"Don’t always... shoulder everything yourself."


"Aren’t we partners...?"


Gan Yanyu murmured.


The darkness lingered in silence for a while.


Suddenly, the girl sat up and picked up the phone from beside the pillow.


Then she found He Zhichen’s WeChat in the list:


[Mr. He Zhichen.]


[Mr. Bai Junze’s hometown... is Hanjiang, right?]