Chapter 319 - Soulmates

Seeing Lin Yuehua sit down even though she seemed reluctant, Ye Fan couldn’t help feeling a bit delighted.

He observed Lin Yuehua’s half face that she kept turned away, its delicate beauty reaching extremes of softness, especially the upward curve of her nose and her long, dense eyelashes that looked like fans.

“Hehe, Yuehua, to tell you the truth, I was a bit surprised that you thought of me as a playboy,” Ye Fan said with a smile.

“Actually, praising a woman’s beauty is something every gentleman should do.

It’s almost a form of etiquette, a display of chivalry.”

Seeing that Lin Yuehua was about to erupt, Ye Fan quickly added, “Of course, I truly admire your beauty.

It’s not just simple etiquette.”

“Hmph!” Lin Yuehua kept her head turned away from Ye Fan and responded with a cold snort.

Ye Fan continued, “Moreover, I consider you a very good friend.

Friends should be able to joke freely with each other, right?

We can’t always be as formal as we are with strangers.

You would be upset if Gu Mingshuang were to treat you too formally one day.”

“How can you compare yourself with Mingshuang?” Lin Yuehua turned her face to Ye Fan and retorted.

Ye Fan chuckled and said, “Hehe, I can’t compare to Gu Mingshuang now, but I hope that one day, I will be as important to you as she is, with the same weight in your heart.”

Just as important as Mingshuang…

that could only mean…

With that thought, Lin Yuehua felt a wave of shyness.

In her heart, Gu Youlan and Gu Mingshuang were like family.

For Ye Fan to occupy a similarly important place in her heart, he would have to be a husband.

Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to dislike the idea.

“May I strive in that direction?” Ye Fan asked.

Ye Fan didn’t realize the true significance of Gu Mingshuang in Lin Yuehua’s heart, assuming their relationship was merely that of good sisters.

Lin Yuehua’s cheeks flushed as she quickly glanced at Ye Fan’s eyes, noticing his gaze was very sincere and pure.

“How would I know?

That depends on you,” Lin Yuehua said, suppressing her shyness.

“If you keep teasing and belittling me, I won’t bother with you.”

Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn’t help but laugh delightedly, “I’ve never thought of teasing or belittling you.”

Lin Yuehua, hearing this, relaxed noticeably and looked at Ye Fan, suddenly asking, “Have your wounds healed completely?”

“The external injuries are healed; the internal ones are almost healed,” Ye Fan responded with a smile.

“I believe they will be completely healed in a day or two.”

As he spoke, Ye Fan looked around the elegant room and noticed a guqin, he couldn’t help but ask with a smile, “Yuehua, is playing the guqin one of your hobbies?”

He pointed to the guqin placed on another rosewood low table.

Lin Yuehua’s face showed a hint of shyness as she spoke softly, “When I’m tired from practicing, I occasionally play a few tunes.

It’s just for fun, I’m not very good.”

Ye Fan, however, became quite excited.

Enjoying the company of a beauty who seemed as if she stepped out of an ancient scholar painting, sipping fragrant homemade tea, and listening to guqin music, this setting must be very enjoyable.

“I have a request, and I hope it won’t upset you,” Ye Fan said cautiously.

Through his many interactions with Lin Yuehua, he had realized that she could be quite sensitive and cared about things that others might think trivial.

Lin Yuehua guessed what Ye Fan’s request might be and said, “Go ahead; I won’t be mad.”

“Hehe, thank you,” Ye Fan said.

“Yuehua, could you play a couple of tunes on the guqin for me?”

“Sure,” Lin Yuehua answered straightforwardly.

She rose from her seat and walked over to the guqin, then sat down in front of it.

As she was about to pluck the strings, she suddenly remembered something and, unable to suppress her inner desire, looked up at Ye Fan and said, “Ye Fan, can you sing?

The other day, I was passing by the corridor and heard singing coming from your room.”

“Hehe, I can sing a couple of songs,” Ye Fan said with a modest smile.

Lin Yuehua said, “Can you sing the song you were singing that day?

I’ll play along with your singing.”

“Sure.

But which one was it?

‘Only Love’ or ‘Too Deep’?” Ye Fan said with a smile.

Lin Yuehua didn’t know which song she had heard that day, so she said, “The beginning of the song seemed to go, ‘Who stands on the peak with a sword, becoming one with the universe?

Who holds the beauty, together dreaming under the sunset for ten thousand years?'”

“Oh—, it’s ‘Only Love,'” Ye Fan said with a laugh, “Alright, I’ll sing and you accompany.”

Lin Yuehua’s face flushed, and she scolded playfully, “You’re teasing me again.”

“Not at all…” Ye Fan protested, but he stopped halfway as he suddenly understood what Lin Yuehua meant.

I sing and you accompany, like the saying ‘husband sings, wife follows’, uh, it indeed sounds a bit flirtatious.

“Hehe, sorry, I didn’t realize…” Ye Fan apologized.

Lin Yuehua blushed and said, “I know it was unintentional, I don’t blame you.”

Ye Fan cleared his throat and said, “I’m about to start singing.”

“Wait, let me play the tune first; you can sing when I cue you,” Lin Yuehua said.

Ye Fan nodded.

Then, Lin Yuehua’s slender fingers strummed the strings, producing a clear and elegant sound, like the tinkling of spring water.

Listening to the music, Ye Fan was surprised to find that the tune Lin Yuehua played with the ancient song bore some resemblance to the intro of ‘Only Love.’

Of course, this intro was not the one created in Shen Yan’s temporary studio—it was almost completely different—but the melody conveyed a mood very much in keeping with ‘Only Love.’

It turned out that, after hearing Ye Fan sing ‘Only Love,’ Lin Yuehua had grown extremely fond of the song and had tried to compose music for it.

After composing, she often played it for her own enjoyment.

Ye Fan was very familiar with the song ‘Only Love’.

Accompanying the clear and deep ancient music, he began fostering his emotions and, reaching a certain note, he couldn’t resist starting to sing without waiting for Lin Yuehua’s cue:

“Who stands on the peak with a sword, becoming one with the universe?

Who holds the beauty, together dreaming under the sunset for ten thousand years?

I step over endless bones, journeying far,

Just to see your true face…”

Actually, the moment Ye Fan couldn’t resist singing was exactly when Lin Yuehua was about to cue him.

Hearing Ye Fan start singing exactly at the right moment without needing her reminder, Lin Yuehua’s heart surged with pleasant surprise, feeling as if she had found a kindred spirit.

Minutes later, the singing stopped, and the final, soft and distant sound of the string resonated in the elegant room.

Together, they perfectly completed the song ‘Only Love.’

Feeling immensely pleased, Ye Fan stood up and walked over to Lin Yuehua.

Lin Yuehua also stood up.

“Haha, can I say that I’ve found a kindred spirit?” Ye Fan laughed heartily as he reached out and took Lin Yuehua’s tender hand.

Lin Yuehua looked at Ye Fan shyly, seemingly forgetting that her hand was held in his.