{"id":3422,"date":"2026-05-18T12:10:32","date_gmt":"2026-05-18T12:10:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/he-can-hear-it-11\/"},"modified":"2026-05-18T12:10:40","modified_gmt":"2026-05-18T12:10:40","slug":"he-can-hear-it-11","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/fr\/chapter\/he-can-hear-it-11\/","title":{"rendered":"He Can Hear It 11"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u201cAt least the boy I once sincerely loved was not swallowed whole by the long river of time, nor changed beyond recognition.\u201d

\u2014 Moon-Chasing Diary

\u2014

There was a major mishap at HuiTai\u2019s anniversary celebration. As their spokesperson, Qin Sang did not make an appearance, making it obvious that renewing the contract was no longer possible. The so-called beautiful story of finding a kindred spirit had ultimately lost to the catalyst of\u5229\u76ca and reality.

What saddened her was not the loss of an endorsement deal, but the feeling that she had let down Old Madam Cai Shuyu, who had once genuinely appreciated and supported her.

Sister Wen was busy handling public relations. Their partnership with HuiTai had been deeply intertwined for years. A failed negotiation was one thing, but damage to their reputation was another matter entirely. Outsiders had no idea about the complicated circumstances behind the scenes. If she didn\u2019t control public opinion, someone would inevitably twist the narrative and lead the discussion astray.

Half an hour earlier, she had still been discussing details with HuiTai\u2019s representative. But after the other party hurriedly answered a phone call, his expression immediately turned troubled as he tactfully said, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, today\u2019s event has been canceled. As for the collaboration… I\u2019m afraid we may need you and Chairman Cai to discuss it personally.\u201d

Sister Wen had instantly sensed something was wrong.

Sure enough, when she returned, she found Xiao Xiao waiting alone in the lounge. The moment she saw her, Xiao Xiao looked like she was attending a funeral and obediently explained everything that had happened.

She waited in the lounge until Qin Sang finally returned.

And there was an extra person beside her.

Sister Wen\u2019s face darkened as she demanded, \u201cYou\u2019d better give me a reasonable explanation. Why did HuiTai suddenly decide they don\u2019t want to renew the contract with us?\u201d

\u201cThis matter\u2014\u201d Xie Yunchen had not left yet. Since the incident had started because of him, he had no intention of avoiding responsibility.

But Qin Sang interrupted him. \u201cI\u2019ll explain this to you later.\u201d

Sister Wen gave her a complicated look. Her brows furrowed, but she couldn\u2019t explode in front of him, so she forcefully suppressed her anger and barely maintained her composure. Pulling a strained smile onto her lips, she politely said, \u201cMr. Xie, Sang Sang and I need to discuss some private matters. Would it be convenient for you to give us a moment alone?\u201d

Xie Yunchen glanced sideways at Qin Sang.

Qin Sang smiled and waved at him, mouthing silently, \u201cIt\u2019s fine.\u201d

He paused briefly before responding with a quiet, \u201cAlright.\u201d

Sister Wen rubbed her aching head and waved her hand. \u201cXiao Xiao, take Mr. Xie outside for some air first.\u201d

Xiao Xiao hurried forward. \u201cMr. Xie, let\u2019s go first.\u201d

\u2014

Sister Wen and Qin Sang shut themselves inside the lounge for a private discussion.

The room\u2019s soundproofing was poor, and occasional bursts of argument could still be heard through the door. Of course, it was entirely Sister Wen yelling and scolding on one side.

She was clearly furious.

\u201cYou\u2019ve lost your mind, haven\u2019t you?\u201d she shouted. \u201cOf all times, this is when you choose to offend someone from HuiTai? Do you think you have too many endorsement deals already?\u201d

Even through the door, Xiao Xiao shivered at the volume of the yelling.

She secretly glanced upward.

The man standing beside her was tall and elegant. The black leather jacket rested neatly along his shoulders and neck, his straight posture perfectly supporting the sharp silhouette of the jacket. He wore a black baseball cap pulled low over his face. Combined with his height, from her angle she could only see a section of his pale jawline, clean and sharply defined. His Adam\u2019s apple stood out distinctly, sliding slowly as he swallowed.

So handsome.

Xiao Xiao couldn\u2019t help marveling inwardly.

She had seen plenty of male celebrities before\u2014handsome ones, men who liked acting cool, mature men radiating overwhelming masculinity\u2014but not a single one could compare to Sang Sang\u2019s high school classmate.

Perhaps because of his profession, he possessed a contradictory kind of beauty.

He understood the world without becoming worldly.

He looked cold and aloof, carrying an untouchable sense of distance, yet it was precisely that restrained, almost frigid aura that made him especially attractive.

Sister Wen\u2019s voice was far from quiet, and the hallway was silent enough that every curse was clearly audible. Nearly every time she yelled, Xie Yunchen\u2019s brows would tighten slightly.

\u201cWill they be alright?\u201d he finally asked.

Pulled back from admiring his looks, Xiao Xiao listened to the commotion inside and shook her head unconcernedly. \u201cIt\u2019s fine. Sister Wen is always like this. Once she finishes venting, she\u2019ll calm down.\u201d

Xie Yunchen looked somewhat surprised. \u201cAlways?\u201d

\u201cYeah. Sang Sang gets into trouble all the time, so Sister Wen can\u2019t really help it.\u201d Xiao Xiao smiled. \u201cBut don\u2019t let all the arguing fool you\u2014they\u2019re actually very close. Two years ago, Sister Wen\u2019s husband was diagnosed with lung cancer. By the time they found out, it was already terminal. Sang Sang gave Sister Wen an extended leave so she could stay by her husband\u2019s side through the final stage of his life.\u201d

\u201cAfter he passed away, Sister Wen couldn\u2019t pull herself out of the grief for a very long time. Sang Sang even turned down all her work and traveled around the world with her to help her recover and clear her mind.\u201d

That drastic reduction in workload was also why Qin Sang had appeared so rarely in public over the past two years.

At the mention of this, Xiao Xiao became angry. \u201cAnd those disgusting paparazzi even spread rumors saying Sang Sang was pregnant. They said her frequent hospital visits and reduced workload were because she was secretly raising a baby. They had absolutely no bottom line. It was shameless.\u201d

She sighed softly.

\u201cBut no matter what people outside guessed, Sang Sang never chose to reveal the real reason. She said she didn\u2019t want to expose someone else\u2019s pain to the public and let unrelated strangers judge and criticize it. Honestly, Sang Sang is a really good person. It\u2019s just that some people always insist on viewing her with the worst possible malice, questioning whether everything she has was obtained through improper means.\u201d

\u201cBullshit,\u201d Xiao Xiao cursed indignantly. \u201cEverything Sang Sang has now was earned through her own hard work. Back when she first debuted, she was even blacklisted for years because she offended a scumbag.\u201d

Even talking about it made Xiao Xiao grit her teeth in anger.

\u201cThat bastard was completely lawless. Just because he had a little money, he harassed Sang Sang and even tried to force her into sleeping with him. Sang Sang had an explosive temper back then\u2014she smashed a wine bottle directly over his head.\u201d

Of course, the price of that impulsiveness was being banned by the entire industry.

The collaborations and endorsements she had already secured vanished overnight.

That year, she had clearly been one of the strongest contenders for an award, yet because of the incident, she was removed from the nominations entirely.

The outside world flooded her with insults and doubt. Countless voices drowned her beneath wave after wave of condemnation.

It was also because of that incident that Qin Sang developed severe anxiety. She couldn\u2019t sleep night after night. At one point, things became so serious that she nearly lost the will to live.

\u201cThose days were truly unbearable…\u201d Xiao Xiao said quietly. Even now, thinking back on it felt like reliving a nightmare she could never wake from. It dragged on endlessly, surrounded by darkness and silence, without even the faintest trace of light.

Xie Yunchen remained silent.

His gaze deepened as a memory suddenly surfaced before his eyes\u2014

The blinds in the meeting room had been open. Soft light filtered through like a blade splitting apart the darkness, yet also gentle like a layer of thin gauze brushing tenderly across the young girl\u2019s face.

\u201cI don\u2019t have many strengths, but my backbone is pretty damn hard. Everything I want and everything I have\u2014I earned it fair and square with my own efforts.\u201d

Her beauty had been dazzling.

Every word she spoke rang with conviction.

Proud and unyielding, like plum blossoms standing defiantly against snow.

Xie Yunchen stayed silent, merely acting as a listener.

Only at that moment did his eyes ripple slightly, like a fallen leaf disturbing still water, sending faint circles spreading across a once-calm surface.

\u2014

Inside the lounge, after venting her anger, Sister Wen finally calmed down.

She exhaled deeply twice before even taking time to drink some water and soothe her throat.

\u201cAlright,\u201d she said. \u201cTell me. What exactly happened?\u201d

Qin Sang quickly handed her the cup with a flattering smile. \u201cSeeing injustice and stepping in to help. Can you accept that explanation?\u201d

Sister Wen rolled her eyes at her irritably. \u201cStanding up for someone else? That doesn\u2019t sound like something you\u2019d do.\u201d

Over the years, Qin Sang had mellowed considerably. Most of the time, she was easygoing and approachable. Even if she saw something she disliked, she usually wouldn\u2019t force herself into the situation, much less openly tear into someone face-to-face.

For things to escalate this far was genuinely rare.

Sister Wen was sharp enough to notice immediately. \u201cDoes this have something to do with that Mr. Xie?\u201d

Qin Sang didn\u2019t deny it. Instead, she honestly recounted the entire incident.

By the end, Sister Wen\u2019s anger flared up again. \u201cPeople like that deserve to be cursed at. What\u2019s wrong with him? Just because he has a little money, he thinks he can cover the sky with one hand? Ridiculous. There\u2019s seriously something wrong with him.\u201d

\u201cThat\u2019s exactly what I thought too,\u201d Qin Sang agreed. \u201cHow can someone change so much? I remember he wasn\u2019t like this before. Sure, he used to be a bit arrogant, but not to this extent.\u201d

Back then, the class representative had also liked flattering the powerful and looking down on the weak a little, but overall he had still been a decent person. He was enthusiastic toward classmates too. Whenever someone asked him questions they didn\u2019t understand, he was always willing to help explain.

Unlike now.

Now he acted as if his eyes were on top of his head, arrogant and overbearing, treating everyone with superiority.

\u201cSo money really can rot a person\u2019s soul. Time really can change someone beyond recognition.\u201d

But…

Why hadn\u2019t Xie Yunchen changed at all?

Over the past ten years, whenever she occasionally thought back on the past, she would inevitably wonder what he looked like now.

Was he still as radiant as he had been in her memories?

Or had he long since lost that brilliance, becoming just another insignificant grain of sand among the masses?

Would he, like everyone else, sigh at the tricks of fate upon seeing her? Would he marvel that this former classmate had somehow transformed into a glamorous celebrity?

Or had life already worn him down so completely that he no longer cared about anything anymore?

Qin Sang had imagined countless reunion scenarios.

Perhaps on some random street, somewhere crowded and bustling with people, they would accidentally notice each other from afar in the moving crowd. She would smile at him gracefully, while he merely nodded back politely.

Or perhaps he wouldn\u2019t remember her at all.

After all, during high school, they had never truly interacted. Maybe they would simply brush past each other in a sea of people\u2014her steps hurried, his pace never slowing.

But she had never imagined this.

Fate was not a carefully written script, nor did life offer retakes.

None of the scenarios she had painstakingly envisioned had come true.

They had parted at the end of summer.

Back then, she hadn\u2019t even had the chance to properly say goodbye before they stepped on fallen golden leaves in the crisp autumn air and each turned toward their own destination in life.

Yet ten years later, the steadily advancing train sounded its whistle once more as it passed through the summer fields again.

And he, stepping on the tail end of summer, appeared before her once more.

Just as before.

Clean and refreshing, like a cool evening breeze passing through the dusk of the mortal world without carrying even the slightest trace of worldly dust.

\u2026

Sister Wen waved a hand in front of her face. \u201cWhat are you daydreaming about?\u201d

Qin Sang shook her head. \u201cNothing. I just feel like I\u2019m actually pretty lucky.\u201d

Sister Wen laughed in exasperation. \u201cYou lost the endorsement deal, and you still call yourself lucky?\u201d

Qin Sang thought about it for a moment.

\u201cTurning misfortune into blessing, I guess.\u201d

She had never drawn a lucky lot in life, nor received any favor from fate.

Yet she still felt fortunate.

At least the boy she had once sincerely loved had not been swallowed whole by the river of time, nor changed beyond recognition.<\/p>","protected":false},"parent":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"novel":[],"class_list":["post-3422","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"acf":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/3422","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3422"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/3422\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3423,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/3422\/revisions\/3423"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3422"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"novel","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/velvetink.xyz\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/novel?post=3422"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}