Cary quieted down and lay puzzled beside Ye Xian, "Why did Lin Yan agree to perform an extra show without pay?"
Ye Xian didn't speak.
Because for a dream's performance, a performance for one's family, is priceless.
The vibrant, intense lights on stage gradually faded, only to be replaced by a gentle, pale orange glow that bathed the handsome young man sitting at the piano, as elegant as a prince from a royal court.
His fingers touched the black and white keys, and in an instant, the noisy and bustling stadium fell silent.
"In my life, there have been two paths. One is the well-paved, universally approved path that everyone thinks is correct. The other is the path of the heart, full of obstacles, a narrow trail. When I stood at the crossroads, confused and hesitating between reality and an ivory tower, a friend encouraged me to follow my heart. He told me, 'As long as you have a steadfast dream, it will give you the power to fear nothing.'
