Translator: Reiyu, Editors: Pyrrhae, Celtic

Lin Feiran was immersed in playing the piano and seemed to have forgotten about the time. However, as the song neared its end, that full-body chill returned. n7MtG2

It's here again… Lin Feiran shuddered and hurried to lock his gaze upon the piano keys. But the piano keys, which had been new and white like fresh snow just a moment ago, were now a stark blood red. Coagulating and blackening blood oozed along the piano and dripped to the ground; the drops shattering into blossoms on the stage floor like flowers of ill omen. The bloodstained keys felt like they were covered in a layer of ice. When Lin Feiran's fingers touched the keys, the Yin energy given off by the black blood was so cold it froze them. Thankfully, he was at the last four bars.

Lin Feiran no longer dared to look. He shut his eyes as if losing himself in the music. Gritting his teeth, he clamped down on the fear that was boiling over in his heart and forced his fingers, frozen by the Yin energy, to move. He forcefully pounded out the final few fortissimo chords on the blood-red piano keys.

Having finished the performance, Lin Feiran didn't linger on the piano bench. He hurried to get up, bracing himself before opening his eyes and bowing to the audience — half of which were ghosts.

As he walked off the stage, he caught sight of the upright piano from the corner of his eye. A male ghost stood there, the lower half of his body submerged in the piano with his transparent upper body protruding from the top. His body was slumped forward so his face could not be seen, and it appeared as though he was suspended after being left within an inch of his life. His long arms drooped down so his hands were sitting right on the piano keys. 4ljWF5

And those two hands… Lin Feiran had only caught a glimpse of them and hadn't been able to see them clearly, but where the ghost's hands should have been were only two messy globs of black and red. The source of the blood should be these two unidentifiable globs that could no longer be termed hands.

Lin Feiran's heart was trembling with fear and he didn't dare to look longer. Amidst the clapping and the cheers, he walked swiftly backstage. That person who gave off a faint golden light was watching him. His smile was handsome and gentle, with the power to soothe hearts.

A thought that Lin Feiran couldn't even discern slipped quickly through his heart.

Before, when he looked at Gu Kaifeng with his Yin-Yang eyes activated, he basically only saw Yang energy and didn't register Gu Kaifeng's face and expression. Just like how a person in a desert about to die of thirst would only care about the water in the cup and wouldn't pay attention at all to the cup's beauty. But… wDHqzC

d.a.m.n, what am I thinking about foolishly? Lin Feiran shook his head and threw himself into Gu Kaifeng's arms, absorbing a great big gulp of Yang energy!

Gu Kaifeng hugged Lin Feiran's narrow waist firmly and gritted out, "Wait." As he finished speaking, he let go of Lin Feiran and walked onstage to announce the next performance.

Lin Feiran, now full of Yang energy, had confusion written all over his face: "……"

What do you want me to wait for? NisW1v

This time around, Gu Kaifeng delivered his lines quicker than usual. He rapidly finished speaking, then strode back behind the curtain, picked up Lin Feiran who was watching him with wide, innocent eyes like a little hamster's, and spun him around three times!