Chapter 930 - 515: The Young Couple

"Do you really like listening to opera?"

"...?"

Hearing Yun Qian’s sudden question, Xu Chang’an was slightly startled.

He looked at Yun Qian’s serious eyes, thinking she was about to ask something important, but ended up hearing such a strange matter.

Does he like opera?

"I guess... I like it?" Xu Chang’an thought he didn’t dislike it, and being able to watch it twice might count as liking it.

He just didn’t know to what extent Yun Qian meant by "like."

"I guess." Yun Qian repeated, blinking her eyes.

Really?

It was the first time she began to doubt his words.

In Miss Yun’s mind, her husband’s preferences were something she needed to understand, a matter of high priority.

Logically, she should be aware of the things Xu Chang’an likes.

For example, he likes spicy food.

For example, he enjoys teasing people.

For instance, when it comes to liking her, he’s a bit of a flirt.

Even those girls he likes; Yun Qian is quite knowledgeable about these different types of liking.

These are things she could see, so she knew Xu Chang’an liked them... But actually, even things she didn’t know or hadn’t seen, Xu Chang’an would talk to her about them in a way that seemed to fear she wouldn’t understand him if there were any separation.

Like that Li Hua on Muyu Peak.

Yun Qian lived in Beisang City, but every time Xu Chang’an returned from the mountain, he would talk about the teacher and interesting things about Li Hua, his fondness plainly evident.

So, even though all of Yun Qian’s abilities failed in front of Xu Chang’an, she remained the person who understood him best in the world.

But today, she suddenly discovered Xu Chang’an liked listening to opera.

There’s nothing wrong with liking it, but if he never mentioned it before and it suddenly appeared... that’s quite odd.

Maybe some things are love at first sight, but with Xu Chang’an, there’s definitely no inexplicable liking.

So, Yun Qian actually didn’t quite believe from the beginning... that Xu Chang’an really liked opera.

Even if the girls at Flower Moon Building said so.

Even if Xu Chang’an watched earnestly.

Even if he said he should like it.

But she just didn’t believe it.

After all, although it’s not impossible for him to hide something from her, at this closely intertwined time, such a thing would definitely not occur.

"Miss, what’s wrong with you?" Xu Chang’an asked, holding Yun Qian, a bit worried.

"You never told me before that you liked opera." Yun Qian looked at him.

Yun Qian spoke seriously, her tone calm, but Xu Chang’an keenly sensed the girl’s emotions, like a grievance, yet not quite, more like... an incomprehensible confusion.

He froze for a moment, then instantly understood Yun Qian’s thoughts, unable to help but sigh.

"It’s my fault for not clearly explaining it to you, Miss." Xu Chang’an, after sorting it out in his mind, found it both amusing and exasperating.

Is it worth the girl’s concern over such small matters?

"I watched it, but I don’t really like it that much." Xu Chang’an carefully explained by Yun Qian’s ear, "Since I didn’t like it that much, I didn’t mention it to you."

"I knew it." Yun Qian nodded.

She knew he shouldn’t have liked it that much.

"So, I don’t like it that much." Xu Chang’an brushed a strand of black hair behind Yun Qian’s ear, "Miss, you don’t need to think about learning opera."

This was a thought Xu Chang’an guessed.

He wouldn’t permit his girl to spend valuable time learning opera, especially when he didn’t actually like it that much.

Yun Qian thought for a moment, then said, "I did think about it."

"Don’t think about it now." Xu Chang’an sighed.

Miss Yun wanted to learn too many things already. Currently, the list included cooking, zither skills, and sword dance. Even because he had performed a zither piece before, influenced by Sword Heart and Zither Heart, Yun Qian had also shown interest in the sword.

But nothing new could be added.

It was precisely because Yun Qian was there that Xu Chang’an wouldn’t easily come to like anything else anymore.

"I asked because I felt you didn’t really like opera," Yun Qian said.

As Xu Chang’an explained seriously, Yun Qian’s confusion completely dissipated, and she stretched lazily.

Everything was within Miss Yun’s calculations.

"If he doesn’t like it that much, why would he listen to it?" Yun Qian asked slowly.

You know, Xu Chang’an often looked at the opera stage while passing by. If he didn’t like it as much as he did Li Hua, it seemed a bit odd.

"The reason..." Xu Chang’an didn’t think about why Yun Qian asked this way. His wife’s thought process was always so unique he only needed to clear up her confusion.

"Mm." Yun Qian leaned on him, quietly listening.

"It’s an opera story I’ve never heard before, a fresh story, so I’d watch it for a bit," Xu Chang’an said.

Opera, after all, was the only show he could watch without having to avoid suspicion when visiting Zhu Pingniang. Seeing a fresh story and watching for a bit was quite normal.

Moreover, in his memory, there were similar operas in his past life.

This form of art similar to his past life, with different stories, sparked his interest.

"Is that it?" Yun Qian asked.

"That’s it." Xu Chang’an spread his hands.

Actually, there was more. Zhu Pingniang had once reminded him that showing interest when passing by could raise the confidence of the girls learning opera in the small courtyard.

But Xu Chang’an subconsciously ignored Zhu Pingniang’s pragmatic instructions.

Because even without Zhu Pingniang’s deliberate instructions, he genuinely wanted to watch it. There wasn’t much to say.

But it was at most an interest, definitely not a liking, since he never stayed to fully listen to even fifteen minutes of opera.

"A bit interested, but hadn’t had the time to watch before." Xu Chang’an looked at the banquet stage on the first floor and said, "Today there was a chance, so I listened earnestly for a while."

"Why didn’t you have time before?" Yun Qian tilted her head.

"Because..."

As Xu Chang’an spoke, he hesitated.

"...?" Yun Qian looked at him in confusion.

The girl didn’t understand.

Because time was the least of their worries.

Even if he hadn’t achieved immortality yet, Miss Yun lengthened the day indefinitely, ensuring that time was never lacking, not to mention... he already had it.

"Because I knew you were still waiting for me at home." Xu Chang’an said.

He said the truth helplessly.

Miss Yun didn’t realize that if he could come to Flower Moon Building, it meant he had returned to Beisang City.

Back then, he knew Miss Yun was waiting ’alone’ at home for him to return; how could he linger listening to opera?

Being able to glance at it was respect for a culture similar to his past life.

But the way this sounded like a love confession made Xu Chang’an’s face heat up.

"...Ah." Hearing Xu Chang’an’s words, Yun Qian suddenly understood.

She only thought of this now; her cherry lips slightly parted, making a small surprised sound.

Xu Chang’an took a deep breath.

The girl’s belated realization was cute enough to be worth it.