Around 10 pm, Luo Xiyun left with Chen Xu, and Zhao Feiqian escorted them to the door with her children, with such an impressive poise that Chen Xu couldn't help but admire.
They rode in the same car they had come in, with the same driver.
After the car left the villa area, Luo Xiyun, who had been looking out the window, suddenly said, "I didn't expect you to compose music."
Chen Xu was lost in thought and replied, "It's just a hobby."
She turned towards him, her eyes sparkling, and said, "I remember you didn't study music in college, did you?"
The lights inside the car were off, and the orange streetlights outside shone in. As the car moved, bars of light quickly flashed past the dark and lighted up her face.
He said, "That's right. When I got tired of studying, I would listen to music to relax. I grew to like it, and learned a little. Then I tried composing a few pieces for fun."
"You have the talent, why didn't you pursue a career in music earlier?"
