Chapter 82

Hearing that soft, heart-piercing sigh, all the women turned their heads and saw that Ye Huang, who had been grinning just a moment ago, was now incredibly serious.

Holding a microphone, he stood there with a hint of sadness on his face, his deep eyes radiating a melancholic aura, giving off a sense of沧桑 (沧桑 can be translated as "world-weariness" or "the weight of experience").

Ye Huang's sudden change startled everyone in the room. They never expected someone's demeanor to change so drastically in such a short time.

For a moment, the women looked at Ye Huang with a hint of confusion, unsure of what kind of person this guy, who had only been with them for a short time but always tried to take small advantages, really was. What kind of past did he have?

Among the women, Qin Yue looked at Ye Huang with a hint of understanding. She knew what kind of pain Ye Huang had experienced, and naturally, she could see the sadness in his eyes.

"Is this big bad guy just pretending again?" Xiao Lin muttered softly, seeing Ye Huang's unusually focused expression for the first time, but Qin Yue quickly covered her mouth.

"Shh... Don't talk, listen to him sing." Qin Yue made a gesture for everyone to be quiet and indicated that they should listen quietly, as she believed that even if Ye Huang's voice wasn't great, a person with a story would sing with a certain感染力 (infectiousness).

Reminded by Qin Yue, all the women fell silent, their big eyes wide open, watching Ye Huang as he seemed to be gathering his emotions.

Ye Huang chose an old song by Karen Mok, "If There Were No You." When the song title appeared on the screen, all the women frowned, especially Xiao Lin, who muttered again.

"Such an old song, and it's a woman's song. Is this guy a pervert?"

However, before Xiao Lin could finish her sentence, she was stunned by Ye Huang's first note.

"Hey... I really miss you..."

Just one sentence, and everyone in the room was shocked, their eyes wide open, their ears straining to hear more.

His voice, with its magnetic quality, exuded a sense of world-weariness. Ye Huang didn't pay attention to the women's expressions and began to sing quietly.

The gentle music, combined with Ye Huang's slightly hoarse voice, made "If There Were No You" sound deeply masculine.

Despair, sadness, reluctance, helplessness, and resignation.

What kind of emotions were these? All the girls in the room were dumbfounded, finding it hard to imagine that a single song could convey so many feelings.

They stood there, listening to Ye Huang sing line by line, completely entranced.

Qin Yue, however, was already on the verge of tears. She felt as if each word Ye Huang sang was piercing her heart, making her unable to hold back her tears, as if each line was speaking directly to her.

When the women looked up at Ye Huang, they noticed that his eyes, which had always been playful, were now filled with tears.

He was crying!

At the sight of the tears in Ye Huang's eyes, Xiao Lin, who had initially thought he was just pretending to be deep, was deeply moved.

She had seen this fool laugh, seen him angry, and seen him act lewd, but she had never seen him cry.

Xiao Lin had always thought that men looked terrible when they cried, but when she saw Ye Huang's misty eyes, something inside her was touched.

The other women felt much the same way, all stunned by Ye Huang's sudden tears.

If it weren't for this song, none of the women would have imagined that this always-grinning big boy had such a sad past...

For a moment, the women looked at each other, unsure whether they should go up to comfort Ye Huang.

In the end, it was the fearless Chu Qingyun who stepped forward and softly said to Ye Huang.

"Stupid fool, don't cry, okay? I know you're in pain and want to see that sister you like again, but you have to be strong, right?"

"As long as you don't cry, I'll talk to the other sisters and see if we can persuade that big sister to come back to you, okay?"

"That's right, you stupid jerk. Love can't be forced, but if we explain to her and let her know that you've always loved her, she'll definitely change her mind."

At that moment, although Xiao Lin felt a bit of jealousy, she was extremely uncomfortable seeing Ye Huang cry and said,

"Stop talking, okay? Since the song is over, let's go back. It's getting late, I'll go pay the bill first!"

Although she knew the women were trying to comfort her, Ye Huang's heart was in turmoil, the pain making his heart feel like it was being torn apart.

He couldn't let go of Feng Ling's death, so he stopped them and told the women to go ahead and pay the bill, then left the room first.

Inside the room, the women looked at each other, and Chu Qingyun and Xiao Lin, who had put aside their pride, immediately became angry.

"What's wrong with him? We were trying to comfort him, and he looks so angry, as if someone owes him something! Just because he's heartbroken, what's the big deal? What does it have to do with us if he can't keep someone's heart?"

"That's right! What's the big deal? Heartbreak happens every day in our school. Does he have to act like he's going to die? This guy is really unreasonable!"

Chu Qingyun shouted angrily, as if she wanted Ye Huang to hear her.

Xie Chensyan and Luo Yumo, standing behind, had worried expressions but didn't say anything.

"Stop it! It's not Ye Huang's fault that he's in a bad mood. You're the ones who said the wrong things."

Qin Yue, who understood Ye Huang's feelings, stopped the two women, her voice tinged with anger, her eyes slightly red and swollen from crying.

"Sister Qin Yue..."

"Sister Yue..."

Hearing Qin Yue's words, Xiao Lin and Chu Qingyun, feeling aggrieved, turned around and pouted, whining.

"You're wrong, and there's nothing to argue about! You don't know the truth and just say things recklessly. Ye Huang is already in a bad mood, and your words are just adding fuel to the fire, do you understand?"

"What did we do wrong? What did we say wrong? Sister Qin Yue, can you explain clearly?"

At that moment, the two women were also angry, and their tone towards Qin Yue wasn't very good.

"Ye Huang's girlfriend has already passed away! Is that clear enough?"

With those words, the room fell into complete silence, as if even the sound of breathing had stopped.

Chu Qingyun, who had been about to argue with Xiao Lin, swallowed her words, her mouth gradually opening wide, not knowing what to say.

At the same time, Xie Chensyan and Luo Yumo's eyes also widened, their faces filled with shock.

They had thought of many reasons, but none of them had expected this answer.

"Sister Qin Yue, you... what did you say? What happened to Ye Huang's girlfriend?" Xiao Lin, with her mouth wide open, still couldn't believe it and asked.

"I said! Ye Huang's girlfriend passed away a long time ago. What you see now is just him pretending not to care. He's actually very sad and in pain. Do you understand?"

"Can you understand the feeling of loving someone but not having the right to love them? You think Ye Huang is bullying you, but has he really bullied you?"

"He lets you live in the villa without paying rent and even helps you with so many things. Is such a person likely to bully you?"

"He may seem lecherous, but have you noticed that his eyes are always clear when he smiles?"

"Does he have a lecherous aura? Have you thought about it? He is very lonely, and renting out the rooms is just to feel less alone. Have you ever felt that way?"

At that moment, Qin Yue, as if the floodgates had opened, scolded Xiao Lin and Chu Qingyun for their behavior towards Ye Huang that night, praising him as a rare and exceptional person.

It's no wonder that a man and a woman with sad pasts often empathize with each other more easily. Although Qin Yue herself didn't realize it, her attitude towards Ye Huang had changed dramatically since the morning, all because Ye Huang had shared some of his experiences with her.

If Ye Huang knew how Qin Yue was defending him, he would probably run back and give her a big kiss.