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He Shuning lay in bed, tossing and turning. The rich aroma of red wine always captivated her, and she felt a bit tipsy at the moment. As she glanced up at the ceiling, the lights seemed to blur together. Shaking her foggy head, she closed her eyes and sat in silence for a moment. However, the growing restlessness within her became increasingly unbearable. She ran her fingers through her hair and, with a sigh of resignation, picked up her phone. Staring at the array of apps on the screen, she hesitated before finally tapping on the music app at the bottom. The playback bar prominently displayed the name "Wilderness." She hit play, and instantly, the sound of rock music burst from the speakers, painting vivid images of golden, boundless freedom in her mind.
In that moment, she believed that music could heal the soul.
Suddenly curious about their appearance, she clicked on their profile picture, which turned out to be a dazzling landscape image. Their homepage contained only brief introductions with hardly any photos.
Their songs had become familiar companions to her, yet the people behind them remained strangers.
She ultimately suppressed the urge to search for them online, closed her eyes again, and couldn’t help but chuckle at herself.
She recalled how his voice had reminded her of the lead singer that day, even though he had spoken in a calm tone without saying much.
"Ah, finally here! Money truly makes one weary."
"How dramatic," Xu Yan said with irritation as he pushed two suitcases while glancing at Lum Ming, who was pretending to support his forehead dramatically.
"And whose suitcase is this? If it’s taken by mistake, I’ll just leave it here," Xu Yan said as he surveyed the surroundings without looking directly at Lum Ming. He nodded and continued, "Looks like it really was taken by mistake; forget it, I’ll just toss it here." He flicked his wrist dismissively. "I thought it was ours; it's so big it nearly broke my arm pushing it. Turns out it's not."
"Hey, hey, hey! Brother, that's mine! Hehe, thanks for your hard work! No wonder my journey has been so easy; you’ve been quietly carrying it all," Lum Ming said with a bright smile, sticking close to Xu Yan like a sycophant.
"Oh, it's yours? I was wondering why this suitcase has been following us without its owner showing up; turns out you were just slacking off," Xu Yan said irritably as he swatted away Lum Ming's hand that clung to his arm.
"Seriously, Lum Ming, what did you pack in there? Did you stuff an entire room into such a large suitcase?" Lu Yuen asked as he looked from his own suitcase to the enormous one in disbelief.
"You don't understand, I just brought a few extra outfits. When you're out and about, you need to pay attention to your image. Can you not be so rough? At least respect our profession."
"I really can't believe Brother Lum Ming here has more gear than a female celebrity. Just look at Brother Lo Ye—he has a guitar and a handbag. Did that affect his handsomeness?" Tongtong glanced at Lum Ming, then at Lo Ye, who was walking towards them with water.
Her gaze shifted dramatically as she clasped her hands together. "He looks even more handsome now."
Fuming, Lum Ming pretended to strike her, while those nearby burst into laughter.
"Brother needs to save his image. I declare that tonight, I'm treating everyone. Let's welcome our guests properly."
Lu Yuen quickly chimed in, "Brother Lum Ming, your image is looking quite impressive again."
Tongtong dashed a couple of steps to stand in front of Lo Ye. He handed her a bottle of water as she exclaimed, "Brother Lo Ye, Brother Lo Ye! Brother Lum Ming said he's treating us tonight. Let's make sure we enjoy it and put him in his place for being so full of himself."
Lo Ye passed the water he was holding to Da Zuo to distribute among everyone, twisting open the cap and teasing Lum Ming lazily. "I heard our General Manager Lu is treating us today. I happen to know where the luxurious restaurant in Lin City is."
Then they saw Lum Ming's face contorted in despair as he pleaded for mercy.
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