Xiao Yue knew that Xing Yang had done a lot for him, so he could no longer worry about him.

It was unfair to implicate others in his own pain and make the people around him suffer with him.

Xiao Yue knew more clearly that what he needed was not the sympathy of the people around him, nor the pity of his friends. What he needed was strength, the strength that could allow him to carry on living with these pains.

"Xiao Yue, you must put away your pain and return to the Xiao Yue of the past. You must do this," Xiao Yue sternly warned himself in the mirror.

After sorting out his mood and appearance, Xiao Yue walked out of the bedroom and came to the living room. He found a girl playing the flute. The music was very cheerful and filled with the aura of sunlight.

As Xiao Yue entered, the sound of the flute stopped.

Xiao Yue discovered that the girl had been staring at him. If it was in the past, Xiao Yue would have avoided this kind of gaze, but now he didn't care at all. Because his heart was covered in a thick shell, no one could see through him.

"Xiao Yue, you're here, you, why …" Xing Yang turned his head and was surprised to find that Xiao Yue's gaze had actually become so cold and emotionless. This made Xing Yang feel deeply worried.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Xiao Yue found Xing Yang looking at him worriedly, but he didn't want to explain.

"Nothing," Xing Yang thought to make the atmosphere happier. "How did Luna play the flute just now? Not bad, right?"

Xiao Yue randomly found a seat for himself and did not have the slightest warmth in his eyes. "Very cheerful music, but not very proficient."

'"As expected of Xiao Yue, I only heard about it for a short while." Xing Yang smiled and said, trying to stir up the atmosphere, but it was all in vain.

"I've only played this tune twice. It's normal for me to be unfamiliar with it. Who can listen to it once and practice it once?" Xing Luna muttered discontentedly.

Xing Yang turned to Xiao Yue and found that he didn't seem to be listening to him at all. He looked straight at the cup in his hand. "That's fine. He's a recognized musical genius."

"Oh? I don't believe it. Brother, is he your best friend, Xiao Yue?" Xing Luna looked up and down at the person in front of her and felt that his entire body was filled with arrogance.

"Yes, he is Xiao Yue. If you want to learn music, it's not wrong to learn it from him. His talent in music is not something ordinary people can compare to." Xing Yang actually deliberately asked his younger sister to come home to make Xiao Yue happier.

Xing Luna walked up to Xiao Yue and did not conceal her curious eyes. "She is quite handsome. It's just how she feels so cold."

"Is there anything special about me? Look at me like this?" Xiao Yue looked up at Xing Luna and felt that she was a little girl who was still young.

"What? Can't you see? Isn't it just for people to see if you're looking?" Xing Luna turned around and glanced at Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue turned around and looked elsewhere, not wanting to quarrel with this little girl.

"Since Big Brother said that you are very powerful, then why don't you release the bullet from the song I blew just now?" Xing Luna thought in her heart that this person definitely wasn't as powerful as her brother said, so she wanted to embarrass him.

Xing Yang looked at Xiao Yue, who was motionless and silent, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

He knew that as long as it was something that Xiao Yue did not like to do, even if he killed him, he would not do it. However, this sister of his was a stubborn person who would not give up until he achieved his goal.

"What? Don't you dare? I knew it. How could it be as powerful as my brother said? Are you kidding?" Seeing that Xiao Yue didn't have any intention of playing the zither, Xing Luna felt even more convinced that she was right.

'"I say, your name is Xing Luna, right?" Xiao Yue didn't even raise his eyes when he spoke to this girl. "Luna means the moon, right? Then you should stay there quietly like the moon. Otherwise, wouldn't it be meaningless to call this name?"

"Big brother! How can this person speak like this! You won't help me!" Xing Luna was very angry at Xiao Yue's cold attitude and sharp words.

Xing Yang said as he looked at Xiao Yue from time to time, "If you invite someone to play the zither, you should treat them well. How could there be someone like you?"

"What's wrong with me? What I said is the truth. If he doesn't play, it means that he won't. I think that brother must have misjudged him," Xing Luna muttered coquettishly.

Just as Xing Yang was about to say something to help Xiao Yue complete the round, Xiao Yue suddenly stood up and sat down in front of the piano. In the next second, the smooth music flowed out from Xiao Yue's fingertips and leapt into the listener's heart from Xiao Yue's beating fingertips.

Xing Yang listened to the zither music. Although it was a cheerful tune, he did not feel the cheerful mood of the performers in the slightest.

Xing Yang looked at Xiao Yue's tightly closed eyes, frowned slightly, and shook his head helplessly.

"Wow! So powerful, it really popped out!" Xing Luna looked at Xiao Yue in surprise.

Xiao Yue did not show any emotions and replied coldly, "It's nothing. I've heard this song before."

Xing Yang remembered that this song was played by Su Nuo when they were still studying in the academy. "I didn't expect you to remember the song you heard so many years ago."

"Of course I remember. My memory is always good." Xiao Yue did not return to his seat. Instead, he walked to the window opposite the piano. He looked out of the window as if he was looking at something, or as if he was not looking at anything.

"Luna, go and see how lunch is going. Xiao Yue and I have something to talk about." Xing Yang still couldn't help but want to be concerned.

"Okay," Luna left tactfully. She had grown accustomed to leaving when her father and brother were talking.

"Don't you have something to say?" Xiao Yue turned around and saw that Xing Yang had been silent all this while, only standing there looking at him.

"I'm afraid that you'll seal yourself up like before," Xing Yang felt deeply uneasy for Xiao Yue. "Perhaps Su Nuo …"

"I'm really fine. You don't have to mention her anymore. Since that was her choice, I think I will respect her choice. As long as we are responsible for our own feelings, just because you love someone doesn't mean that others must love you as well, right?" Xiao Yue looked at his friend who was worried about him with an unusually firm gaze.

Xing Yang didn't want Xiao Yue to return to that kind of past. That would be too lonely for Xiao Yue. "Then do you plan to continue like this in the future? Use indifference, withdrawal, and sharpness to disguise yourself as before. You obviously suffered injuries, but you must pretend to be very strong. Don't let others comfort you, and don't let others help you."