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Chapter 590 Relief



Chapter 590 Relief

But for Wen Yiche, who had been away for several years, the changes in Bai Yuan over the years were quite novel and very different from his childhood memories.

This change made Wen Yiche feel both gratified and wished well for her growth, but also slightly regretful for the few years he missed because he couldn't participate in her growth.

Looking at Bai Yuan beside him, whose appearance and stature had both grown, Wen Yiche's eyes turned slightly yellow, a thousand thoughts swirling within them, but he suppressed them all, instead offering a gentle smile and whispering in response:

"I've been abroad for the past two years, but I still want to go back to China whenever I have the chance."

Bai Yuan nodded knowingly.

Wen Jia is a renowned expert both domestically and internationally.

Mr. Wen is a top-tier pianist in China.

As the old man's successor and a talented young man, Wen Yiche will surely inherit his mantle and shine on the international stage.

The music industry environment differs greatly between China and other countries.

In China, traditional Chinese music is highly valued, while the piano, as a Western instrument, enjoys far greater popularity and prestige abroad, with more renowned orchestras and a more prestigious reputation.

It now seems that Wen Yiche is likely to follow in his father's footsteps, focusing his efforts abroad, and will not have the opportunity to return to China in the near future.

Bai Yuan had once studied under Wen's mother, and their mothers were close friends. Considering their teacher-student relationship and the connection between their families, it was only right and proper for Bai Yuan to support her.

"I'll go abroad to see your performance if I have the chance."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yiche's heart stirred slightly, and then he chuckled:

"My pleasure."

Recalling his childhood dreams and secret vows, Wen Yiche continued:

"However, I still hope to perform on the same stage with you."

After saying that, without waiting for Bai Yuan's reply, he changed the subject and said, "

"Okay, for now we can only laugh and think about it."

His tone contained resentment, regret, but more so, a sense of relief at having accepted reality.

Compared to his obsession with sharing the stage with Bai Yuan a few years ago, as Wen Yiche has grown older, he has shed the naivety of his early adulthood and become more mature and composed.

Those unrealistic and naive ideas and obsessions from my youth seem to have been gradually revealed and dissolved, as if the clouds have parted.

Now, Wen Yiche has gradually learned to accept the disappointments and regrets in life, and has gradually come to understand the "mutual respect" that his little cousin talks about.

Sometimes when I think about it, I find my past self quite ridiculous.

He and Bai Yuan are two different people with different lives. He chose to pursue the path of art, and Bai Yuan naturally has her own life goals.

This determination, like one's own dedication to the piano, cannot be compromised by external factors or swayed by outsiders.

Why was I so bewitched back then, so determined to be with Bai Yuan and drag her along?

Although there was regret for Bai Yuan's wasted talent and the disappointment that the two eventually went their separate ways, there were more heartfelt wishes for this younger sister whom he had watched grow up.

That's why he was able to talk to Bai Yuan about this in such a calm tone, something that would never have happened a few years ago.

Even that phrase "marriage contract".

Thinking about this, Wen Yiche also found it somewhat amusing.

...It was just a joke my parents made in casual conversation, how could I have taken it so seriously?

He even got into a fight with Qin Lingzheng over this, which Bai Yuan found laughable.

Although Bai Yuan didn't end up with Qin Lingzheng but chose Pei Jin, whom he had never met, which surprised him slightly, he also had an immature argument and a competitive spirit when he was alone with Pei Jin.

Looking back now, Wen Yiche only felt his face burning, realizing how incredibly stupid he had been.

"I'll send a gift to express my apology when Bai Yuan and Pei Jin get engaged..."

Having made up his mind, Wen Yiche gradually calmed down and walked side by side with Bai Yuan.

Neither he nor Bai Yuan were talkative people.

Therefore, after a brief exchange, they fell silent again, simply walking together along the sidewalk.

Although the two have been separated for many years, the tacit understanding they once had as partners remains.

At this moment, even if we don't say anything and just walk quietly, the atmosphere doesn't feel awkward.

Instead, it has a sense of naturalness, as if it should be this way.

The road from the main gate to the Bai family's house is not short, but now, walking along it feels like it has reached the end in an instant.

When I entered the house, I saw Bai Jun, who had already changed into his pajamas, slippers, and was carrying a water glass like an old cadre, ready to go back to his room to sleep.

The child had already dealt with Wen Yixuan's first half of the story, and then was tormented by Jiang Feng and Jiang Ran's second half, leaving him physically and mentally exhausted.

He was half asleep and about to fall asleep standing up.

Hearing the noise outside the door, Bai Jun yawned and vaguely saw a man and a woman standing at the door. His mind went blank for a moment, and without thinking, he called out:

"You answered so quickly—Sis...Sis???"

The child instantly regained consciousness.

He may be face-blind, but he's not colorblind!

Pei Jin's bright blue eyes were like a campfire in the wind and snow, a beacon in the darkness, allowing children to recognize each other at a glance, no matter when or where.

But guess what? Now it's colorless!!!

Black eyes!!!

The child was puzzled, then greatly surprised.

What about his brother-in-law, such a big scoundrel?

His sister went out for a while, but who did she bring back with her?

Bai Jun squinted to estimate Wen Yiche's height.

Qin Lingzheng? Doesn't look like him!

No way—who are you? Why are you coming into my house so late at night?!

This face...

The child looked at it again and again.

—Why are you so annoying?!

Seeing Bai Jun's flustered expression, Wen Yiche smiled nostalgically, "It's been years, little falcon has grown so much?"

Upon hearing the other person's voice, Bai Jun's ears twitched slightly, sensing that it sounded somewhat familiar.

"Don't you recognize me? I'm your brother Yiche." Wen Yiche always liked his younger siblings, both his own and others'. He said gently without any hesitation, "No wonder, you were only a few years old when I left. Do you know Wen Yixuan? I'm Xiaoxuan's older brother, Wen Yiche."

Although it hasn't been many years since we left, the children were too young a few years ago to remember clearly.

Seeing that Bai Jun was still staring blankly at him without saying a word, Wen Yiche found it amusing, but couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Wen Yixuan hasn't seen me for several years. Xiao Xuan is a year younger than Xiao Jun! I wonder if the child still remembers me, or if he can recognize me.

Bai Jun was so shocked by the identity of the person in front of him that he was speechless, his brain rapidly processing the massive amount of information.

Wen Yiche?! Wasn't he abroad?! Why is he suddenly back?!

Wen Yixuan just mentioned him at the banquet, how come he's back already!

Wen Yixuan's lips must be blessed!

In a daze, Bai Jun heard himself, his older sister, and Wen Yiche talking back and forth, saying things like, "Should we tell Wu Wan?" "No, she'll cry again if she finds out I'm leaving soon."

The child looked at Wen Yiche, then at her own sister, and with a sudden surge of courage and strength, grabbed Bai Yuan's hand. Under Wen Yiche's questioning gaze, she pulled Bai Yuan to a corner and whispered:

"Sis, have you forgotten something?"


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