Chapter 233
In my opinion, performing together was a bad idea that would bring about negative consequences. If we continued to let this mistake grow, it would just snowball into
something bigger.
However, after deciding to perform together, I really did put a lot of effort into it. I sincerely hoped the performance would be a success,
Should I give up or persevere and achieve the perfect result?
The two sides fought hard in my mind, and it was almost like there was a scale to help me weigh things out. But the weight on both sides was identical, and there was no winner.
Sometimes, I felt like an elderly woman with a backward ideology, I kept restraining and managing myself with moral values. In the eyes of others, my constraints were simply self- imposed.
In other words, I was the kind of person who sought out trouble when everything was fine and made things difficult for myself.
So, when I was shackled by my own morals, I needed an appropriate reason to help myself make a decision. In truth, I had already set expectations for the outcome.
When Felix noticed my silence, he lowered his eyes and smiled softly. “Lulu, it’s one performance for a resolution. Isn’t it worth it?”
It was worth it, of course. His reason was good, and I was convinced.
“Okay, Felix, I agree.”
Just as I finished speaking, I noticed the rustling of a bush nearby. We were both shocked by
the noise.
Subconsciously, I assumed someone was lurking there. And that person was my nemesis,
Lilac.
Felix was tall, with lengthy legs. As he walked over, the air around him shifted
correspondingly..
He must have recognized the other person since he abruptly came to a halt and looked back at me thoughtfully.
When I rushed over, all I noticed was a bit of black trousers disappearing.
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Black trousers were overly common. Over half of the lecturers and students at the college wore black trousers. The spectrum of who owned those black trousers was too broad for me
to guess.
I stopped thinking about it because I couldn’t make a guess. Anyway, Felix and I were just talking about the performance. There was no personal relationship involved. Anyone who wished to listen in could do so. I had a clear conscience.
Later, I realized I couldn’t do anything with a clear conscience because many others would perceive my acts as purposeful.
A hundred people had a hundred different ways of understanding things. My true starting point wasn’t important, and nobody was interested to know about it. They were only interested in the entertainment that something would bring.
Felix had managed to persuade me, so I took my guitar from him and hung it on my shoulder. I followed him to the classroom where we would be practicing.
I had been practicing for several days. It would be a pity to give up at the last moment. However, there was something I had to discuss with him beforehand.
“Felix, I saw this guitar in a high–end store. The average price is 18 grand. I’ll pay for my guitar myself. You must accept my payment if you want me to participate in the performance. Otherwise, I’ll go back now.”
“It’s only 18 grand. Why should we draw the line between us so definitively? We grew up together. Is our 20–year friendship worth less than a guitar? It’s a gift from me to you.”
We were two people of the opposite sex, and once money was involved, no one would trust us if we claimed to be innocent. They wouldn’t believe we had nothing to do with each other. At least I didn’t believe it.
That was 18 grand. An average family’s monthly salary wasn’t even close to this amount. But he gave me a guitar that cost that much to me for no reason. His excuse was the 20–year friendship between neighbors, but that seemed far–fetched.