『清源』— 楊戩

He who seeks revenge must dig two graves. #MVRP #HPAURP

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

ㅤㅤㅤ⧼ Knots in one's heart can only be untied when 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦 is fulfilled and all 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘵𝘴 are paid. ⧽
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ㅤㅤㅤ — 楊清源

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

》 overcame his hardships and sorrow.

Yang Jian finishes his song and stays silent for a while, letting the atmosphere to set in for a while longer.

“...It's called Erquan Yingyue, a song I grew up listening to. Do you find it enjoyable?”

@enthernael

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

He is in the middle of his solo performance when the stranger arrives. While it is a shame that he's reaching the climax of the music, he has to stop playing it.

“Did I happen to disturb you, young lady? I...apologize for this.”

[𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐈 @enthernael]

@2DimensiMenfess a tune, a melody, a dancing wind rustling the leaves of the trees. humming upon the enchanting but unfamiliar tune, the young woman steps without any flatter toward where the melodies originated. curious, she is.

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

》 his legacy and life story are immortalized by the people moved by his songs. Yang Jian is one of those people, and he hopes that his performance may resonate in the young lady's heart, so there will be one more person who will remember about a blind musician who 》

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

》 his performance. “It's called 'Kangding Love Song'. Perhaps you have heard of it in some of your favorite video games.”

@hungerchurns

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

His sharp hearing catches the unfamiliar hum. However, he notices that the stranger doesn't hum a tuneless tune, they seem to know what song he's playing. So he decided to keep on playing his erhu, matching his rhythm with the stranger's.

[eskarne, @hungerchurns]

@2DimensiMenfess You were already in the park before the noises start. It's less of an investigation and more of an announcement of your presence when you get up from the swing to follow it—humming and harmonizing to the melody.

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

》 imagines a town bathed in moon's silver light, a romantic tale between two lovers unfolding. As the music reaches its climax, the rhytmn escalates and when it ends, it leaves an everlasting spark in one's heart just like a fireworks show.

Yang Jian exhales slowly, ending 》

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

@A01Invader “That I am not,” he answers. “This is just a hobby I picked up on a whim back then. I don't believe I have the talent nor the calling to be one.”

It's his turn to ask. “So, what are you up to so late in the middle of the night?” Cannot sleep? On your way home or work?

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

Perhaps to your disappointment, the melody abruptly stops when the musician notices your presence. He turns his head slightly, glancing at the incoming stranger with striking red hair.

“...I apologize. Did my music interrupt your rest? I shall leave now if that is the case.”

[𝙉𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙖 𝘼𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙮 @EngineeredFairy]

@2DimensiMenfess The temperature is cold and the wind had strong flow. Enough to inflict small amount of pain to the bones. Yet, it's calming to the mind, not to mention the less crowd atmosphere. Melodious sound fused in even further. Sǎngzǐ's mind immerse deeper and decided to check it.

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

WT: Totally not an Erha joke

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

WT: Soon we will be going down the path of Yang Jian 0.5, Yang Jian 1.0 and Yang Jian 2.0

[𝙉𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙖 𝘼𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙮 @EngineeredFairy]

🍁 The urge to call Yang Jian V1 and Yang Jian V2. 🫠

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

@enthernael “I...thank you for your kind words.” Yang Jian bows down slightly from where he's seated. “I'm afraid that I might have disturb your night, but it seems my worry is unfound. While I am unable to offer you accomodation, would you like to hear the rest of the song?”

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

》 they all be reunited, may everyone under this roof be blessed, and they all can return to Guankou.

Mayhaps it's a mere wishful thinking, but he never gives up on it.

Yang Jian and Xiaotian blow their respective candles and cheerful clapping fills the dining room. 》

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

It's time to go home.

[『清源』— 楊戩 @of_purehearted]

》 watches as Yang Chan lits up the candles. His uncle and sister proceed to sing them happy birthday, hands clapping following the rhytmn.

“Now it's the time to wish, erge!”

Yang Jian closes his eyes and recites his usual wish: that his parents and brother are safe and may》