Chapter 6

Last night, when Guan Zhilin got up to get a drink of water, she faintly heard the sound of a guitar being played.

Following the sound, Guan Zhilin walked downstairs and found that the guitar music was coming from Yin Jun's room. Standing there listening for a few minutes, Guan Zhilin realized that it wasn't the usual songs by Xu Guanwen that she often heard, nor was it some Western ballads. Instead, it was a very cheerful and pleasant tune.

It was so late, and as a little lady, Guan Zhilin naturally wouldn't barge into Yin Jun's room, so she waited until today, and only came over after her mother left.

Guan Zhilin wasn't stupid; she vaguely knew that her mother didn't like her being with Yin Jun, so she chose this time specifically.

"It's not that!" Guan Zhilin pouted and then asked curiously, "How did you learn to play the guitar? Isn't there no entertainment at all in the mainland?"

"It's not like that," Yin Jun smiled and changed the subject, "Do you want to listen to the guitar?"

Guan Zhilin nodded confidently, "I'm here to check your level!"

"Alright!"

Yin Jun laughed, picked up the guitar from the side, and asked, "What type of music do you want to hear?"

Guan Zhilin tilted her head, "Something nice."

Yin Jun gave her a thumbs up, thought for a moment, and then started playing.

It was a very melodious tune, yet it carried a hint of sadness. It wasn't very long, and Guan Zhilin could clearly hear that Yin Jun played it two or three times.

But the sentiment in the music could bring people into a nostalgic and slightly melancholic mood, like the sorrow of parting, and a sense of reluctance.

When Yin Jun finished the last note and put down the guitar, Guan Zhilin's eyes were still fixed on him, and it took her a moment to come back to her senses.

"Nice."

Guan Zhilin mimicked Yin Jun's gesture and gave him a thumbs up, "Whose song is this? Why don't you sing? It would sound even better with lyrics, right?"

"This song has no lyrics," Yin Jun smiled slightly, "But it has a title, 'You Left Jinling, and No One Talks to Me Anymore.'"

"Huh? No lyrics? Just the melody? And such a long title... That's so strange," Guan Zhilin couldn't understand, "Who wrote it? What a weird person!"

"I don't know," Yin Jun shrugged.

"Can you teach me? I really like it," Guan Zhilin asked with an expectant look.

Yin Jun found it very strange. This young lady was definitely the type who would sit down if she could and would be lazy whenever possible. Yesterday, she even asked him to help with her homework. How could she suddenly become so diligent and want to learn a song?

"I can teach you, but do you know how to play the guitar?" Yin Jun asked.

"I don't, but I can play the violin. Can we use the violin instead?" Guan Zhilin asked hopefully, "A lot of guitar pieces and violin pieces are similar, right?"

Yin Jun couldn't help but laugh, "You're serious?"

"Of course, I'm a very studious girl," Guan Zhilin said without blushing, completely forgetting her ruthless behavior when she coerced Yin Jun to help with her homework yesterday.

"Your luck is good; this piece sounds even better on the violin," Yin Jun said, "Go get your violin, and I'll write out the sheet music for you now."

"Okay!"

Guan Zhilin ran out quickly, her figure as graceful as a butterfly in flight.

...

Two days later.

In Jardine's Hill, a southeastern part of Wan Chai, Hong Kong, on Bowles Road.

At this time, the lights were just coming on.

Inside a three-story standalone villa covering at least 2000 square feet, the lights were brightly lit.

The villa area where Guan Zhilin lived, Penfold Hill, could only be considered one of the landmarks in Kowloon. However, compared to the older and more prestigious Jardine's Hill area, it was a lower tier.

The villas and mansions in the Penfold Hill area were generally inhabited by golden-collar workers and small business owners, while the owners of the villas and mansions in the Jardine's Hill area were often multimillionaires.

Square feet is actually the imperial unit of square feet, which has been used in Hong Kong. One square meter is approximately equal to 10.76 square feet, so a 1000 square foot house in Hong Kong is actually less than 100 square meters, but in this narrow and expensive city, it is already a good residence.

Of course, this villa was different. The three floors combined covered over 5000 square feet, or more than 400 square meters, making it a true mansion.

Its owner, Tan Cuizheng, was a very famous doctor in Hong Kong since the 1960s. He recently retired and was planning to immigrate to the United States. Today, he was hosting a farewell party, inviting friends and relatives to attend.

As a renowned surgeon, Tan Cuizheng opened his own hospital in the 1970s and made a fortune. Living in such a villa was no surprise.

Guan Shan and Zhang Bingqian brought Guan Zhilin to the party early.

Meeting more celebrities and wealthy people meant more hope for Guan Shan's film company to secure funding, which was crucial for him. So, he definitely had to attend such a party.

However, this time, the invitation wasn't sent to Guan Shan but to Guan Zhilin, as she was a classmate of Tan Cuizheng's youngest daughter, Tan Yu, and they had a good relationship. Since Tan Yu was going to the United States, she naturally wanted to say goodbye to her friends.

Once inside the Tan family villa, Guan Shan and Zhang Bingqian started chatting with the celebrities and tycoons. Tan Cuizheng had a wide network, and many tycoons from the economic circle and some high-ranking officials from the government were present. It was a rare opportunity.

As for Guan Zhilin, they weren't worried about her. The security was tight, and Guan Zhilin knew her limits, so she wouldn't wander around.

In fact, Guan Zhilin and a group of girls didn't wander around. They all gathered on the fourth-floor terrace, eating, drinking, and chatting.

For the children, although they were sad about their friend leaving, the sorrow of parting wasn't their main emotion at the moment.

Especially when each of the children presented their gifts to Tan Yu, the atmosphere was very cheerful.

Seeing that everyone had brought gifts except Guan Zhilin, her friend Bai Ruixin whispered, "Jia Hui, where's your gift?"

"Maybe she couldn't find a good one?" A girl named Shen Zhenhuan, who was pretty but didn't get along well with Guan Zhilin, said with a pout, "She doesn't have any heart."

Guan Zhilin wasn't angry. In everyone's gaze, she picked up the large box she had brought, took out a violin and its strings.

Tan Yu was surprised. Was Jia Hui going to give her a violin? But she didn't know how to play!

Shen Zhenhuan, with her sharp eyes, said, "Oh, this isn't new. You're not going to tell me you're giving Yu Yu a second-hand one, are you?"

"Tsk, vulgar!" Guan Zhilin snorted, but when she turned to Tan Yu, she smiled sweetly, "Yu Yu, I learned a new piece. I'll play it for you!"

"Sure!"

Tan Yu immediately became interested.

To be honest, she wasn't interested in dolls or clothes, but Jia Hui's offer to play the violin for her was quite novel.

Shen Zhenhuan watched as Guan Zhilin placed the violin under her chin, closed her eyes, and started playing. She couldn't help but mutter, preparing to mock her when she made a mistake.

However, as the melodious violin music began, Shen Zhenhuan's mouth opened wider and wider, but she couldn't say a word.

But more of the girls were moved by the deep emotions and nostalgia in the music, listening quietly without interrupting Guan Zhilin's performance.

After three and a half minutes, Guan Zhilin finished the last note, stretched out her hands, crossed her feet, and squatted slightly, smiling, "Yu Yu, I hope you like it."

"Oh... Oh... I like it! I like it!"

Tan Yu took a while to come back to her senses, her eyes shining, "Amazing! Jia Hui, I've never heard such beautiful violin music. Which master's work is this?"

"Right, it must be a new album by a Western master," another girl said hopefully, "Tell me, I want to buy the album!"

Growing up in wealthy families, they all had an appreciation for art. They could tell what was good and what was high-quality.

This piece was definitely above average, simple yet incredibly beautiful.

"Ha ha, I had it specially made for you, Yu Yu," Guan Zhilin said proudly, "It's called 'You Left Hong Kong, and No One Talks to Me Anymore.'"

"Ah!?"

Tan Yu, Bai Ruixin, and Shen Zhenhuan were all stunned, unable to believe what they heard.

"You... You mean... specially written for me?" Tan Yu stammered.

"Of course! Where else would you have heard this piece?" Guan Zhilin shrugged.

"Impossible!!"

Shen Zhenhuan immediately jumped up, "Guan Jia Hui, you're lying! How could you get such a master to compose for a child? This violin piece isn't something just anyone can create. Shameless! When we find the original, you'll be humiliated!"

"Ha ha ha..."

Guan Zhilin laughed, waving her hand, "Go to any record store in Hong Kong and play this piece for them. See if anyone has heard it."

To be honest, Miss Guan was quite smart.

At first, she thought Yin Jun was joking, and even the title "You Left Jinling, and No One Talks to Me Anymore" seemed fake. Who would name a piece something so strange?

So she went to three of the most famous record stores in Hong Kong to ask.

But she couldn't find any record with the same title. Even when she played it in the stores, the managers and staff, though amazed by the piece, all assured her that they had never heard it before, guaranteeing it with their years of experience.

(I updated two chapters yesterday, each over 3000 words, just earlier in the morning. Saying I'm not keeping my word is really unfair. Usually, I update in the morning and evening. But before the book is released, I hope you can allow me to take a break occasionally and update only 4000-5000 words. Please show me your enthusiasm and support me!)