Sailub hadn't yet come to his senses when the sound of the guitar and Thanapon's voice rang out together -
"Tonight's night is damp and soft
Just like your eyes, it brings peace to the heart
How many people are now sound asleep in sweet dreams
And I've just confessed my love to you
In the distance, raindrops form halos
Silence is the cover-up of my unease
The scenes of this dream
Have played out countless times
You are the inspiration that favors me
The twinkling fireflies on the riverbank
It's a journey through absurdity
A willingly indulgent collapse
Grant me a kiss
To get through this endless night
I want to hold onto time
Let this moment spread and spread again
I hope you sleep well
And dream of me
Whether it's mundane or adventurous
I'm content with either."
Thanapon sang with his eyes slightly lowered, playing the guitar with great focus.
On the large screen behind the stage, line after line of lyrics appeared, each one reminding Sailub of that rainy night, the words "Sai, give me some inspiration," and that warm yet inexperienced kiss.
The emotion of this song was like a rising tide, gradually surging up, and the lights followed the mood of the song, transitioning from dim to bright.
When Thanapon sang the lines "You are the inspiration that favors me, the twinkling fireflies on the riverbank," the electric guitar, drums, and bass seemed to ignite instantly.
The sudden explosion of sound seemed to set off a magnificent and grand fireworks display with golden lights pouring down from the ceiling, resembling the distant and somewhat dazzling headlights of cars shining over, as if truly immersed in a dreamland of absurdity and willing entanglement.
"As you grant me a kiss" was sung out, Sailub felt his emotions also rising to a certain degree, to the point where he had to consciously control the frequency of his breath to make his performance appear more natural.
He made a concerted effort to focus entirely on the lyrics on the screen, avoiding looking in Thanapon's direction.
However, when he heard the words "I hope you sleep well," he couldn't help but glance at Thanapon.
Thanapon, who had been singing with his eyes lowered, happened to look at him when he reached that line, his gaze still dark and calm at first glance, seemingly hiding many emotions.
At the same time, Sailub also recalled the words Thanapon said to him that morning - "I hope you sleep well."
-"I hope you sleep well, and dream of me, whether it's mundane or adventurous, I'm content with either."
No wonder Thanapon asked him that morning if he had dreamed of him...
The concluding words were whispered softly, all instruments stopped, and the drizzling rain continued for a while before finally ceasing completely.
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TO SHOU WITH LOVE
FanfictionA reckless and prepared to sting instrumental performer (gong) x a gentle and mature mentor (shou). On Sailub Hemmawich's twenty-ninth birthday, his friends in the circle organized a small birthday party for him. Outside the window, the sound of ra...
