She felt a bit unfamiliar with this stage, but she enjoyed it immensely. Li Zhiyuan sat below, with his head lowered. He suddenly realized he had overlooked something, which was that he had replicated that image from his memory too precisely. Thus, at this moment, sitting to his right was Li Lan. Li Zhiyuan didn’t want to see her, waved his hand, and the seat next to him was vacant. As for the left side, Li Zhiyuan turned his head to look, and there sat a refined and handsome man, applauding the performance on stage. This man was his father. He was always so warm and kind, devoid of any flaws typical of someone from the large courtyard, treating people with the gentle grace of jade. It was precisely because of these qualities that Li Lan chose him. Of course, he also frantically pursued Li Lan. But Li Zhiyuan knew very well, before he pursued her, Li Lan had already set her sights on him. He understood himself too well, and thus understood Li Lan too; for them, wanting an outsider to like them was really easy. In social interactions, most of the time, he and his mother were like taking an open-book exam, and they had the answers. Li Zhiyuan took another glance at his father, still very young, with Li Lan’s condition not having fully deteriorated, at least still able to hold up her facial facade. According to the timeline of this performance, in a year and a half, Li Lan wouldn’t be able to sustain the act any longer. Then this man would be tormented beyond recognition, unkempt, eyes red, mentally dazed, which was his state for a long time afterward. He loved Li Lan too much, and Li Lan knew too well how to hurt him. The top level of silent treatment in ordinary families was downright shamefully low in his family. Therefore, regarding his father joining the geological survey team after the divorce and not contacting him to this day, Li Zhiyuan held no resentment at all. Luckily, his father had inherited some of Grandpa Bei’s resilience; any normal man wouldn’t have been able to withstand such mental torment and blows. At this moment, Little Huang Ying finished a song. The man stood up, cheering and applauding, prompting a section of people nearby to rise and give enthusiastic support and appreciation to the performers on stage. He was truly like a small sun, emanating a soft white glow. Just like that day in memory, he lowered his head and looked at him. "Xiao Yuan, was it good?" In memory, next, he would imitate his father, stand up, cheer, and clap. While Li Lan, sitting as an observer, would be staring at him with a perplexed and obscure gaze. Now it’s better, as one less disappointing look is gone. Li Zhiyuan stood up and clapped alongside the man towards Little Huang Ying on stage. Little Huang Ying bowed in thanks, applause rising and falling, she bowed several times in various directions below. "Next, I will present a piece... ’Memorable Tonight.’" The crowd continued to clap enthusiastically, and Li Zhiyuan this time applauded much more vigorously. Since it’s already "Memorable Tonight," is Little Huang Ying planning to end early this time? Then he would be able to have a good sleep. When the accompaniment started, the hall fell silent, and Li Zhiyuan sat back. "Memorable tonight, memorable tonight, no matter the ends of the earth, within the embrace of nations..." The fact proved Li Zhiyuan overthought. Little Huang Ying singing this song was not to signal the end of the concert for dismissal, but probably because these were the few songs she was best at. After "Memorable Tonight," Little Huang Ying continued her performance, not only singing but also her solo dance. One program after another, tireless, seeing no end, as if she wanted to fill all the regrets of her lifetime on tonight’s stage. Li Zhiyuan sat below, resting his forehead on his hand, lowering his head: In the morning, everyone was having breakfast on the terrace. Everyone was there except Li Zhiyuan. Li Sanjiang self-critically said, "Alas, I shouldn’t have chatted with Little Yuanhou for so long last night. I don’t even know when I fell asleep." Tan Wenbin laughed, "Maybe the bed at home is just too comfy and fragrant, which made Xiao Yuan sleep in." Li Sanjiang hearing this, also laughed, "Indeed, sleeping at home is surely the most comfortable." After Tan Wenbin amused Mr. Li, he quickly finished the porridge in his bowl, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and headed upstairs. Could Brother Xiao Yuan really sleep in? He knew how strong Brother Xiao Yuan’s routine was, even if he slept at five in the morning, as soon as there was a hint of dawn at five-thirty, Brother Xiao Yuan would wake up immediately. This consecutive two days of waking late and not eating breakfast with everyone, Tan Wenbin was genuinely worried if anything was wrong with Brother Xiao Yuan. Just as he reached Brother Xiao Yuan’s room, he saw Brother Xiao Yuan open the door and come out. "Brother Xiao Yuan, are you okay?" "I’m fine." Li Zhiyuan felt his head buzzing, and also a bit numb. Even recently facing malevolent spirits, he didn’t exhaust himself this much. "Brother Xiao Yuan, do you want to rest a bit more?" "Then Mr. Li will take us crabbing later. Will you go, Brother Xiao Yuan?" Though he didn’t feel like moving much now, considering he would be back at school tomorrow, he didn’t want to miss this time with Grandmaster. He washed up, went downstairs, and had breakfast. Li Zhiyuan deliberately asked Tan Wenbin to help bring a few extra bottles of drinks for the road. These crabs weren’t big river crabs, but they were still quite large.