Lin Tian put away his smile, looking at the unfamiliar girl in front of him. In his heart, he couldn’t help but stir up a ripple of emotions at this moment. "Don’t rush... let me get up, I haven’t finished speaking yet..." Lin Tian wanted to get up first. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩 Gan Yanyu continued to tightly press her petite body against Lin Tian’s. Her thighs also clamped fiercely around Lin Tian’s waist. Lin Tian was somewhat helpless. Actually, he hadn’t finished the second half of his sentence at all. But it seemed that Gan Yanyu had already completely gotten into the scene. A cellist’s hand strength is not ordinary. And the girl’s body, under Lin Tian’s care, was now completely different. Lin Tian really couldn’t get up without using a lot of strength. "First... promise me... that kind of thing will definitely not happen..." The girl continued biting her lip and said. As if she would burst into tears again the next second. "Alright, alright... I promise you—" "I promise, no matter how much time passes... such a future will never appear!" Lin Tian raised two fingers and said seriously. Seeing this, Gan Yanyu’s expression finally relaxed a bit. She used her hand to lift the bangs covering her eyes. Looking at Gan Yanyu, who seemed like a lost child. Lin Tian tentatively sat up, and this time, Gan Yanyu did not press him down again. "Wipe up a bit, will you?" Lin Tian pulled out two tissues from the side and handed them to Gan Yanyu. Gan Yanyu didn’t speak, took the tissues, and turned her slightly reddened face away. Seeing Gan Yanyu , Lin Tian felt a little sentimental. Oh... clearly, the one who should be crying is me. I’m the one who’s most insecure, right? Now I’m the one having to comfort Gan Yanyu... what’s happening with this? Who’s going to comfort me? Lin Tian was both amused and a bit helpless. "Then tell me... the thing you said you hadn’t finished... about me not being ’pure’... or whatever..." Gan Yanyu turned her head back and said to Lin Tian. This time, the girl adjusted her sitting posture again, placing her hands neatly in front of her legs, looking obedient. It seemed like she was ready to "stand up and take the hit". But as Lin Tian looked at Gan Yanyu in front of him... In the end, he just shook his head. Actually, there’s no need to say it. What Lin Tian meant by "not pure" wasn’t a derogatory term. Just like Lin Tian said earlier. Gan Yanyu has always been this way. She has always been an incredibly determined dreamer. Her dream not only belongs to herself but also to Sir Gan, to Tuoba Jianhui, to those senior classical musicians... and also to Lin Tian. Does she like Lin Tian? Of course she does, and she has her own unique way of expressing love. It’s the expression of the 19-year-old genius cellist, the string music Great Demon King, Gan Yanyu. Her feelings for Lin Tian can’t be clearly explained by conventional notions of earthly love. It encompasses everything about music, dreams, the future... So, when Lin Tian said it’s "not pure", it’s not a bad thing, but rather because Gan Yanyu’s feelings have a richer complexity. This complexity, however, does not align with the piece they are going to play. This is also why Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu’s "Ode to Love" has always lacked a piece of the puzzle. This is what distinguishes Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu from anyone else; this is uniquely their relationship! Lin Tian is the same. For their shared dreams, Lin Tian is no less devoted than Gan Yanyu is. This has never been Gan Yanyu’s dream alone; it’s something they pursue together. Lin Tian has always enjoyed it. It’s just... recently. Lin Tian really doesn’t know what has come over him. Maybe it’s truly the exuberance of being 19 years old? Actually letting his imagination run wild. Lin Tian planned to someday measure the length with a ruler to see if it’s still 23 cm. Perhaps because of growth spurts again, leading to a rush of hormones..... "Forgive me, Mr. Gan." "Just like Mr. He Zhichen said, maybe I’ve indeed been suffering from puberty syndrome recently....." It was his own wild imagination. That almost destroyed the healthy relationship the two had painstakingly built over the years. The kind of future Lin Tian imagined, where they couldn’t get married after winning the Keller Cup, doesn’t happen. Then, Lin Tian really has nothing to worry about! "What does ’love-brained’ mean?" Gan Yanyu looked at Lin Tian and tilted her head in confusion. Lin Tian scratched his head and explained, "I guess it means being so blinded by the person you like that your mind is filled only with thoughts of doing those things, leading to a loss of normal thinking ability....." "Then I’m also love-brained." Gan Yanyu immediately said. "Every girl in the world might be love-brained, except for you." Lin Tian said seriously. Gan Yanyu widened her eyes slightly, a bit unhappy, "I really want to do the things I like with Lin Tian....." "That’s not the same thing." Lin Tian was sweating profusely. Is "love-brained" a title of honor? In Lin Tian’s eyes, it’s purely a derogatory term, isn’t it? It was precisely because Lin Tian had been "love-brained" during practice these past few days that he almost destroyed everything they had painstakingly built. "There’s nothing to argue about on such matters!" Lin Tian said. Gan Yanyu is the complete opposite of being love-brained.