# 1549
Chapter 1549: Guitar and Song
"What favor?"
"I want to eat a jianbing guozi."
"Jianbing guozi?" Jiang Er was stunned for a moment, but then nodded and said, "Alright! I'll figure something out. Wait for me here, I'll be right back."
Jiang Er's voice vanished from the Bluetooth earpiece, and her phantom form dove into the ground, flying off in some unknown direction.
After confirming Jiang Er had left, An Qingyu pushed his wheelchair and moved directly toward the back of the crowd.
"Cao Yuan." He called out to the two people in the crowd.
Cao Yuan, who was chatting with Lu Menglei, saw him and asked in surprise, "Why are you alone? Where's Jiang Er?"
"She's not here for the moment." An Qingyu took a deep breath and spoke seriously, "I need your help."
"What do you want to do?"
An Qingyu slowly explained what he had in mind. Lu Menglei's eyes gradually widened, her small mouth forming an "O" shape, while Cao Yuan's mouth corners began to rise on the other side.
"You've finally come to your senses." Cao Yuan didn't hesitate at all. "No problem, leave it to me."
"This... are you really going to do this?" Lu Menglei asked uncertainly.
"Yeah, you can wait here if you want."
"No way! It's rare to encounter something this exciting—I absolutely cannot miss this!" Lu Menglei made up her mind and said seriously to An Qingyu, "Rest assured, junior, we've got this covered!"
An Qingyu smiled shyly, and the three of them quickly vanished into the crowd.
"Your team members seem to have slipped mysteriously backstage." Chen Han saw this from a distance and said.
"Let them be. Think of it as their final celebration..."
"Final celebration?" Chen Han was stunned and looked at Lin Qiye疑惑ly. "What do you mean?"
"After tonight ends, we'll have to leave." Lin Qiye sighed. "I... may have found Migo's target."
"You found it? Where?!"
Lin Qiye gazed in the direction An Qingyu had left, his expression somewhat complicated. He didn't answer the question, only shaking his head. "I'm not sure yet... I hope it's just my imagination..."
...
"Jianbing guozi, jianbing guozi..."
Jiang Er's form floated near the side gate of Shangjing University, her delicate brow slightly furrowed. "How am I supposed to buy this..."
Jiang Er was after all just a magnetic field-like ghost. Although she could secretly manipulate ice cream to fly out of the campus store, facing a food item like jianbing guozi that needed to be freshly made, she couldn't exactly manipulate the jianbing guozi to fly away in front of the vendor, could she?
After some deliberation, Jiang Er could only silently apologize, then directly possess a student walking out of the school gate alone.
Borrowing this student's body, she walked straight to the jianbing guozi stall. Unfortunately, this was peak business hours for the little stand, and by the time she finished queuing and bought the jianbing guozi, nearly half an hour had passed.
By this point, the welcome party was probably about to end, right?
Jiang Er floated out of the student's body, carrying the steaming hot jianbing guozi and swiftly flying toward the venue. Her heart was growing more anxious.
She flew into the campus and saw the venue still sparkling with dazzling lights, relieved to know she'd caught the tail end of the party. She relaxed slightly, then quickly began searching for An Qingyu inside the venue.
But after searching the entire area, she couldn't find any trace of An Qingyu.
Countless students held glow sticks, excitedly waving them through the venue, cheering for this final performance of the party. Yet Jiang Er had no interest in watching the show at all—her attention was entirely focused on finding An Qingyu. After searching the surroundings of the venue, she still came up empty-handed, growing increasingly anxious.
On stage, the final performance of the welcome party had just finished. The four hosts, dressed in magnificent attire, walked to the center of the stage and began their closing remarks and blessings.
Jiang Er couldn't find An Qingyu and was already panicking. She immediately opened the communicator, trying to contact others using her abilities, but An Qingyu, Cao Yuan, and Li Yifei all seemed unable to hear her. Finally, Lin Qiye leisurely opened the communicator:
"Seven Nights?! Qingyu is gone!" Jiang Er said urgently.
"I know, I know..." Lin Qiye's voice was completely unruffled, even carrying a hint of a smile. "Don't panic... why don't you turn around and look at the stage?"
Jiang Er froze, then immediately turned to look at the stage.
"...Here, we wish all the Class of 2025 freshmen, a beautiful life..."
Click—!!
Before the four hosts' closing remarks could even finish, the lights and sound system on stage instantly shut down. The sudden plunge into darkness and silence left the students beginning to leave the venue stunned, pointing and murmuring in confusion.
The next moment, the dozen or so spotlights hanging on the support frame behind the stage all lit up simultaneously. Bright lights turned toward the center of the stage, and a figure seated in a wheelchair suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision.
At the sight of that figure, Jiang Er's pupils slightly dilated, shock flickering in her eyes.
It was a young man of literary appearance, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, seated under the blazing spotlight, cradling a guitar that had appeared from who-knows-where in his arms, with a standing microphone positioned in front of him. No makeup to hide his flaws, no gorgeous clothing, yet there was an indescribable purity and simplicity about him.
He gazed at Jiang Er in the crowd, a faint smile appearing on his face, gentle and somewhat shy.
"Is this a surprise for the party?"
"Beats me... It's not on the program."
"Probably just exit music?"
"But the host didn't even finish talking just now... Oh wait, where did the hosts go?"
"I get it—it's a program rotation. Look, isn't there a solo guitar and singing act on the program? We didn't see it earlier. It must've been shuffled to the end. The performer is Li Yifei—that must be him."
"Perfect! I haven't had enough yet! Wave those glow sticks!"
"..."
As everyone thought the party was about to end, this additional singing performance caught the audience's attention. They picked up the glow sticks they'd put down, ready to savor every bit of this final wonderful moment of the party.
In the dim audience seating, the faint glow of swaying glow sticks and cheers grew larger, transforming into a sea of fluorescent light. Yet An Qingyu's gaze was fixed on just one place.
In this moment, his eyes held none of the thousands of spectators who'd come for the welcome party—only that white-clad girl holding the steaming jianbing guozi, who had come for him alone.
His gaze was filled with tenderness.
He had to admit that before, his approach had been too cautious, too careful. He'd cherished their relationship like a precious treasure, but he'd forgotten that love should be reckless, passionate, and grand.
An Qingyu had felt Jiang Er's love for him countless times, yet he'd almost never given anything in return... Even if his injuries still hadn't healed, even if their future remained uncertain, this time, he wanted to be bold in this place that symbolized youth and passion,
In the way she loved.
"You said you liked boys who could sing." An Qingyu leaned toward the microphone, smiling as he slowly spoke,
"What a coincidence,
But for me, learning guitar and singing seems... both quite simple?"