Could it be that she’s showering? "Damn, if only I had come earlier!" Thinking of this, Lin Tian regretted it. If he had gone in before Gan Yanyu showered, wouldn’t he have been able to enjoy the sound of water in the living room for 10 minutes? Just listening to that sound of running water, Lin Tian could eat two more bowls of rice! At that moment, as a girl’s voice came from inside, the door opened. Gan Yanyu, in her pajamas, carefully opened the door, holding a towel while drying her wet hair. So she had indeed taken a shower. Lin Tian walked into the inner room, entered the living room, and saw a "blanket" thrown on the sofa. Lin Tian sat down heavily, touched it, and found it to be wet. "This is....." Lin Tian wondered. Upon seeing this, Gan Yanyu’s face instantly turned red, and she hurried forward, whispering anxiously: Lin Tian stood up somewhat bewilderedly, and Gan Yanyu swiftly pulled out the towel and rushed back to her room. Lin Tian was a bit stunned by the scene but didn’t say anything. He then started to look around Gan Yanyu’s apartment. Although the two lived in mirror-image layouts without any differences, in terms of decoration, Gan Yanyu’s place was very different from his own. In the living room, Gan Yanyu’s presence was everywhere—the teddy bear on the sofa, the phonograph on the table, and the trophy placed on the TV cabinet. Lin Tian walked over and picked up the trophy, feeling rather surprised. Because it was the championship trophy they won at the Yingqin Cup. Seeing Gan Yanyu come out, Lin Tian couldn’t help but ask, "Why did you bring this to Baijing?" Gan Yanyu stepped forward and carefully took the trophy from him. Looking at the trophy in her arms, Gan Yanyu seemed to recall a story, her eyes turned gentle, "Because we won this together, having it with me... makes me feel empowered..." After saying this, Gan Yanyu put it down. Then, as if she thought of something, the young girl raised her index finger with a mysterious smile, "Oh right, wait a moment, I’ll get you something." Lin Tian was a bit puzzled. He watched as Gan Yanyu mysteriously walked into the kitchen. In a little while, she came out holding a plate in one hand and a glass in the other. When he saw what Gan Yanyu had brought, Lin Tian’s eyes widened. When she placed the plate on the table, there was a small mound of green pastries. Gan Yanyu clasped her hands with a bright smile, "Ta-da——Yanyu’s exclusive homemade mung bean cake!" Seeing the plate of mung bean cakes, Lin Tian was a little dazed. Wasn’t this the very same mung bean cake she made when they first met! At that time, Gan Yanyu had made it at Lin Tian’s house and then personally brought it to the tea restaurant where Lin Tian worked, watching him eat it. After so much time had passed, seeing this mung bean cake, Lin Tian was so moved he was on the verge of tears. It brought back so many sweet memories. Lin Tian then shifted his gaze to the glass Gan Yanyu had brought over. However, before Gan Yanyu could respond, with just a glance, Lin Tian recognized it again — "Let me correct you." Gan Yanyu raised her index finger, speaking seriously like a teacher, "It’s Yanyu Coconut Milk Pudding! Weren’t you good at remembering it before? Why are you making me remind you now?" Lin Tian felt embarrassed to explain. He thought saying the full name was too embarrassing, so he didn’t want to say it. "Quick, try it, try it, I’ve been making it since I got up, it took the whole day." Gan Yanyu waved her little hand expectantly. In front of Gan Yanyu, Lin Tian picked up a piece of mung bean cake with his hand and put it in his mouth. Lin Tian showed a look of surprise. Then he took a sip of the sago pudding. Lin Tian was even more delighted. After swallowing what was in his mouth, Lin Tian licked his fingers and immediately gave a thumbs up. It was exactly the same taste as back then, so nostalgic. "It’s still Mr. Gan’s culinary skills that win!" Lin Tian exclaimed. This is definitely not Lin Tian seeing through rose-colored glasses. Gan Yanyu’s dessert-making skills are truly impeccable. Even if someday Gan Yanyu stops playing the cello, and opens a small shop with Lin Tian. Lin Tian in charge of hand-brewed coffee, while she takes care of the pastries, they could absolutely live a vibrant life! Upon hearing Lin Tian’s compliment, Gan Yanyu laughed with dimples showing. She just knew that putting effort into these would definitely be the right choice. "What made you suddenly decide to make this?" Lin Tian picked up another piece of green bean cake, took a bite, and asked, "These must have taken quite some time, right?" Clearly, the finals start tomorrow. If other contestants knew that the renowned cellist, Mr. Gan Yanyu, was making snacks for her partner instead of practicing or memorizing music the day before the finals, wouldn’t they laugh their heads off? "I just suddenly wanted to make them." Gan Yanyu replied with a smile, "You know me, I love making desserts. For me, this isn’t ’hard work’; it should be considered relaxation... besides, I should thank you, Lin Tian, for helping to finish these." "Aren’t you eating any?" "I’ve had a lot already." Gan Yanyu blinked, "Otherwise, why do you think the plate is so small....." Lin Tian chuckled, so the original plate for the snacks was quite large, but after Yanyu had her fill, she switched it to a smaller plate so it wouldn’t look like there was too little? What a clever little devil! After that, Lin Tian didn’t say another word and focused on eating the desserts made by Gan Yanyu. In the quiet apartment, Lin Tian savored the green bean cake and sago pudding, as if tasting delicacies of the mortal realm, occasionally showing a blissful expression. Lin Tian agreed with Yanyu’s insistence on calling him over. Such a big matter, she should have mentioned it earlier. Lin Tian indulged, relishing in this moment of peace. Gan Yanyu clasped her little hands, speaking softly: "Actually, the true reason for making these was to let you relax, Lin Tian." Hearing this, Lin Tian’s hand paused. "Because these days, you’ve been very tired from the training matters... and, I also feel like you might have something on your mind." Gan Yanyu hesitated, summoned the courage, "Though I’m not sure what you’re dealing with, but... I believe! Lin Tian, you should pull yourself together! If there’s anything you can’t share with me, at the very least, I hope to give you a bit of strength when you’re feeling weary.....!" Gan Yanyu’s voice echoed in the empty apartment. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽 Gan Yanyu sat up straight, gazing seriously at Lin Tian, word by word she said: "I want to discuss the future with you." Discuss... the future? Lin Tian was stunned. The half piece of green bean cake in Lin Tian’s hand froze mid-air. He took a deep breath and placed it back on the plate. "Like... we talked during the outdoor concert last time?" Lin Tian asked seriously. Gan Yanyu nodded, smiling, "However, last time was quite broad... Without detailed planning, many details that should be added definitely should be addressed." "Although, talking about this the night before the finals... might not be great, maybe there’s even the suspicion of jinxing it, but I think discussing this might give us more motivation for tomorrow’s competition!" seeing Lin Tian still not reacting, the girl soon raised her finger, earnestly starting to sketch it out, "I think, primarily, we should complement the details about college life. Think about it, since we entered the Music Academy, we finally get to know more musicians besides cellists, shouldn’t we engage and learn more? This is all in preparation for our Keller Cup." "Moreover, something we didn’t discuss well last time is our relationship..." As Gan Yanyu reached here, Lin Tian raised his head. "While it’s a bit hard to bring up... but during this time, making you feel lonely was certainly my failure... I’m thinking, after the Keller Cup, how I might make it up to you...." Just then, Lin Tian’s finger stopped Gan Yanyu’s mouth, which was chattering on. The girl was startled, looked up. Lin Tian gazed into Gan Yanyu’s eyes, took a deep breath, "Let me tell you what I’ve been thinking during this time——" "I believe, your ’liking’ for me isn’t that pure."