Chapter 100

Chapter 100: Mei Fang’s Unresolved Feelings (Extra Chapter for Patron Wuxin Chizi)

After the Peng Xue incident, Class 8 where Xia Yuan was in experienced significant changes. However, after the initial period of adjustment, everyone quickly returned to their daily studies. After all, twists and turns were just interludes, and tranquility was the essence of life.

The math teacher, who became the homeroom teacher, changed the class’s competitive atmosphere, and Xia Yuan found herself doing much less extracurricular homework.

Mei Fang had been spending most weekends recently helping Xia Yuan learn music theory. Apart from wanting to comfort her, he also wanted to master the ability to transcribe melodies from songs, which would help him write simplified sheet music according to the tune, aiding his future plans and game music composition.

After Mei Fang wrote out the main melody of a pop song in simplified notation, he handed it to Xia Yuan for review. Xia Yuan, playing the role of a little teacher, marked it with a red pen and gave it a perfect score.

“Great! It’s all correct!”

Xia Yuan hummed softly, “Afang, don’t get too cocky. Actually, someone with just a little bit of music theory knowledge can quickly grasp this skill. The main melody of pop music isn’t that complex.”

“Is that so? I thought I had a natural talent…”

Seeing Mei Fang disheartened, Xia Yuan immediately changed her tone, “That was just a warm-up. Afang, you can do even better! The more instruments you familiarize yourself with, the better you’ll be able to distinguish different parts of a complete piece.”

“Speaking of which, if it’s a complete piece, could you write down the main melody and all the parts, like guitar, piano, and drums?”

“It depends on the type. For pop music or anime songs, if there aren’t too many parts, I can transcribe the melody after listening a few times. But for classical piano solos, though they only use two hands, the parts are very complex, making it much more challenging.”

“Even though it’s complicated… does this mean you can still transcribe it?”

Xia Yuan pouted and shook her head, “I haven’t tried in a long time, but I should give it a shot! Of course, the most difficult would be symphonies.”

“Yes, indeed. A whole choir has so many parts, and I have no idea what their scores look like.”

“Each part is basically different; otherwise, it would be impossible to follow.”

“I see.”

Mei Fang couldn’t help but感慨 as they talked, “Thinking back now, the music teacher in elementary school taught us the most music theory, including how to read sheet music. But in middle school, it felt like music teachers were quite casual, just teaching us to sing a popular song.”

Xia Yuan laughed, “Middle school music classes are unpredictable. Every class feels like the last one, so naturally, it’s one song per lesson! By the way, we haven’t had music class since the midterm exams.”

“That’s fine; I still have plenty of time.”

“Don’t your teachers抢课? How come you’re so lucky?”

Mei Fang shook his head, “Not what I meant. I meant—”

He gently touched Xia Yuan’s cheek, “I’ve always had a free music teacher right here!”

Xia Yuan puffed up her cheeks, “Who asked you to teach for free! Pay me! You borrowed 10 yuan from me when we were in kindergarten, and you really thought I’d forget about it!”

Mei Fang was shocked, “You still remember that?”

“How could I forget!” Xia Yuan pouted, “Back then… it was the first time I went out without adults, walking with Afang. You took me to buy lottery tickets, showed me cats, bridges, and I ate cotton candy for the first time, even falling asleep on your shoulder… I remember everything from that day.”

Xia Yuan became excited again, “Afang, Afang, is there anything you deeply regret not doing or saying when you were young?”

“Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?”

“Just chatting…”

Xia Yuan smiled sweetly, “I feel like I don’t have any regrets. I’m just glad I did those things. Like when I listened to you and ran away from home, or when I tried my best to convince Aunt Xiang to let you stay…”

Xia Yuan’s smile was very sweet.

“And… recently, I feel incredibly lucky and happy, always finding someone to protect me in times of crisis.”

“So Afang, if there’s anything you want to try but haven’t, tell me! If it’s still possible, I’ll definitely help you achieve it.”

Unresolved feelings…

Of course, unresolved feelings specifically refer to a couple not ending up together, but Mei Fang likes to use it to describe the regrets he wants to make up for after being reborn.

In his previous life, Mei Fang had many regrets, but he had made up for a lot over the past few years. Now, he’s somewhat at peace.

Apart from not getting into a good university and Zhang Ming going to Uzbekistan, he doesn’t seem to have any other major regrets.

Thinking carefully… maybe there are some?

For example—

Mei Fang looked up and told Xia Yuan earnestly, “Actually… I’ve always wanted to learn an instrument and perform on stage, like guitar or piano…”

Xia Yuan’s eyes widened, “Afang… Are you serious?”

“Yuan Yuan, laugh if you want. I know I can’t sing well, but I envy those shining stars on stage.”

Mei Fang’s gaze revealed a deep longing, “I want to be cool like them too.”

Seeing Mei Fang like this, Xia Yuan restrained her smile, “Sorry… Afang! I didn’t mean to mock you. I was just surprised. Are you thinking about becoming a big star? But I thought you seemed more interested in coding.”

“Coding and game development are more like a career for me. Learning an instrument is purely for personal enjoyment. Look, my appearance definitely won’t make me a star, but if I could perform on stage once, even just once, that would be enough for me.”

“No way!”

Xia Yuan shook her head firmly, “Our Afang is clearly handsome! I think you could definitely become a star! Your roller-skating skills are great, you’re gentle to people, you code games and make money, you’re mature and reliable, and you have super powerful Afang energy. In short, you’re incredible!”

“Hehe… You make me feel embarrassed.”

This time, when Mei Fang talked to Xia Yuan, he wasn’t trying to encourage her to pursue music; he was speaking from the heart.

Previously, it was hinted that apart from gaming, Mei Fang’s favorite hobby was music. He enjoyed classical, light, and pop music.

However, he never delved deeper because he didn’t think he had the talent or time.

His perspective changed after watching a performance in high school.

In school, the performances were limited to New Year’s Eve parties and campus singing competitions. During a singing competition in his sophomore year, when he saw a classmate who he got along with get selected as one of the top ten singers, and she sang passionately under the spotlight, he suddenly felt a strange, surreal sensation.

It wasn’t just admiration for her on stage, but a more complex feeling. Maybe if he had pursued this dream earlier, he could have stood on such a stage too.

In his previous life, Mei Fang didn’t have the means to learn music due to lack of resources. And mentioning the desire to perform onstage would only invite ridicule from male friends. He kept this dream buried, even singing alone at home instead of going to KTV.

As for this life, Mei Fang has always been focused on making money and reliving childhood memories with Xia Yuan and Lin You Xi. His enthusiasm for coding was actually driven by a desire to create games and fulfill his dream of being a game developer. Xia Yuan and Mei Fang continued talking, getting more and more enthusiastic. She was surprised to learn how much Mei Fang loved music. She couldn’t help standing up and pulling Mei Fang’s hand.

“Since we’re talking about this, let’s go now!”

“Go where?”

Xia Yuan smiled at Mei Fang, “What else? We’re going to buy a guitar!”

Originally, there was no update today, but seeing the comments and messages from readers was so pitiful that I decided to add an extra chapter. From tomorrow, updates will resume at the regular time, and I’ll catch up on the extra chapters.

Wuxin Chizi has been a reader since around 2017 when I was writing under the pseudonym Watanabe. Although we haven’t been in touch for years, he still voted for me, and I recognized him immediately. Thank you for still loving me, and thank you to everyone who supports me with votes and tips.