Just Want to Be His Lover - Chapter 27.2

He tugged at his collar, then looked arrogantly at the camera with a raised brow, smirking coldly at it. He looked absolutely like a gangster, yet it was an extremely attractive sight, creating an adrenaline rush in everyone who was looking at him.

And then, the music stopped entirely. It was just for a fleeting second, and after that brief silence, the music seamlessly continued again. Gu Yanshu jumped back in one eye-catching leap, then bobbed his head with the music, as though taunting the audience, and immediately began rapping along with the strong beats of the music.

“Never cared about the judgement by the gods”

“Tell me the answer in front of Tartarus”

“There’s no turning back even if you tell the truth”

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“Imprisoned for life because my sins are unforgivable”

“Because I walked into Eden by chance but I couldn’t sit still”

“Insisted on heading on the path of Hell, pestering you, enjoying the fun”

“Jwv vbl rwatyvsau kp ldezlpp, R nyd’v clya vs pll usw ydmkswp”

“R’zz zsnj xuplzq wr, yde ralpldv usw okvb yd yaxswau qsa usw vs ldvla Yv. Twy”

Mbl ldvkal ayr rsavksd oyp xyvnble okvb rsolaqwz ulv qall-prkakvle eydnl xshlp; kv oyp yp vbswtb vbl qaykz rlapsd bl oyp clqsal bl pvlrrle sdvs vbl pvytl bye ekpyrrlyale, zlyhkdt y dyvwayz jkdt-zkjl ralpldnl sd vbl pvytl.

G pkdtzl rlapsd, y pkdtzl vbasdl, yde lhld kq vblal oyp ds svbla rlapsd, bl nswze nyaau vbyv pnyakzu lxrvu tkydv pvytl, nyrvwakdt lhlausdl’p yvvldvksd.

Rd vbl lde sq vbl ayr, yqvla qkdkpbkdt vbl osaep “ldvla Yv. Twy”, bl aykple bkp zlt, eke y prkddkdt jknj, vbld vwadle yde oyzjle cynj vs bkp vbasdl.

Mbl pbynjzlp sd bkp qllv aydt nszezu yde pvasdtzu, yde lynb nzydt clnyxl vbl pvasdtlpv yde xspv rsolaqwz clyvp vs vbl xwpkn, vwadkdt vbl xlzydnbszu kdvs y rsolaqwz vwdl.

Gde vbld, vbl zktbvp vwadle sd, pbkdkdt wrsd vbl ldvkal pvytl.

Rv oyp sdzu vbld vbyv rlsrzl alyzkple vbyv vbl pjkd yaswde bkp qaykz ydjzlp bye yzalyeu clld osad sqq cu vbl pbynjzlp, yde olal czllekdt sd vbl pvytl. Rv oyp y bsaakqkn ulv pvaydtlzu clywvkqwz pktbv.

And Gu Yanshu did not seem affected by the blood at all. After his rap ended on a resounding note, he went into the climax, filled with emotions.

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“Brought into the world naked, but I can’t hide the inner demons inside”

“I’m on the verge of death, but I’m forced to live the rest of my life this way”

“I’ve fallen, please break these useless rules”

“After all, life is never about a type of ending”

“Why don’t we let this fire burn”

“Why don’t we smash those untrue words”

“Smash it all, swallow the truth”

“Break these shackles and reinstate my masterpiece”

By the time Gu Yanshu sang the final line, he had already gone back to the platform and stood in front of the throne. He ended with a three-key high note, the perfection of his voice astounding his audience, but no one cared about the technique he had used.

Because Gu Yanshu had sung the song in such a tragic yet powerful voice, making it feel as though he was the person being imprisoned, feeling lonely, desolate, helpless, yet unresigned to fate.

And the empty stage had created a stark visual contrast, amplifying the loneliness of imprisonment by a hundred times, and the devastation in his voice was so moving that one would almost tear for him.

Everyone held their breaths.

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At the end of the high note, the music also stopped. Everyone had been so immersed, and just as they snapped out of the song and were about to clap for him, Gu Yanshu suddenly slammed his feet down onto the floor, and the heavy shackles broke! There was blood everywhere, causing the audience’s heart to shudder.

At the same time, the music and his voice sounded again.

“Break these shackles! Reinstate my masterpiece!”

The audience was ignited once more, and everyone stood up to applaud him.

However, no one knew how frail Gu Yanshu was feeling right now. No one knew how badly his knees were aching. No one knew how painful his throat hurt each time he sang. No one knew the desperation he felt inside.

Not even himself.

Because his eyes were closed, and all the images that flashed across his mind were his mother crying her heart out, the world denouncing him, Shen Jue’s father’s arrogance, Shen Jue’s departing figure, as well as that kiss that was about to happen, but never did, in that humid afternoon.

He had mustered every ounce of his strength to sing the final line, pushing it all to the peak, then panted heavily, before singing the final line in a low, hoarse voice, “I love you, but why is that a fault?”

It was not a line with impeccable technique, just a low grunt that sounded a little hoarse, bringing with it a sense of renewed desolation and loss. It was as though he was asking himself, yet it also sounded like he was asking the other party.

“I love you, but why is that a fault?”

At the final note, the music ended too, causing the entire venue to become silent once more. And at once, everyone started shouting, “Gu Yanshu! Gu Yanshu! Gu Yanshu!”

But Gu Yanshu simply turned and went back to his throne, looking like the aloof and lonely god of the night, just like he had started out at the beginning, even as fresh blood flowed from his ankles.

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He held the microphone and placed it close to his lips, before he opened his eyes, his gaze cold; his face was expressionless, as he spat out one frigid yet captive word, “Imprison”.

The lights dimmed.

“Destroy.”

The song ended.

The audience erupted in applause once again.