Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist-Chapter 65 - 63 Gan Yanyu’s Radio (4K)_2

He wanted to use this kind of joke to make Gan Yanyu relax. Of course, jokes can also be true.

"..."

Gan Yanyu gradually stopped talking.

She had never looked at Lin Tian’s face from such a close distance before.

Deep eyes, high nose bridge.

The previous Gan Yanyu seemed to have never noticed.

Is Lin Tian... actually quite handsome?

She doesn’t have much concept of aesthetics.

Ordinarily, for most people, the definitions of good-looking and ugly people are initially more established based on television and the cinema. After all, there aren’t that many handsome men and beautiful women in reality.

But coincidentally, Gan Yanyu is one of those who doesn’t watch TV or surf the internet.

Now, staring intently at Lin Tian’s face... she wasn’t sure if Lin Tian, among his peers, would be considered "good-looking."

But at least, to Gan Yanyu, he still looks quite pleasing to the eye.

This kind of joy, it’s like hearing a fantastic piece of classical music. No one needs to tell you whether it’s good music or not; if it makes you feel better, then it is good.

As Gan Yanyu’s consciousness slowly became clearer,

When she felt herself resting in Lin Tian’s arms, Gan Yanyu’s cheeks also gradually heated up.

It seems... a bit too intimate.

Looking like this, doesn’t she resemble Lin Tian’s little girlfriend...?

Thinking this, Gan Yanyu’s body started to feel uncomfortable.

"What’s wrong?"

Noticing the slight movement in Gan Yanyu’s body, Lin Tian thought the girl might be uncomfortable and asked.

"I’m overstepping..." Gan Yanyu wanted to say the words "crossing the line."

But she choked up.

This, it must be an irresistible force.

Looking at Lin Tian’s calm expression, clearly he hadn’t thought in that direction.

If she thought that way, wouldn’t it seem like she was the weird one? He felt that he was doing what partners should do, but her thoughts of being the "little girlfriend" were not so pure...

He has been so nice to her, she shouldn’t misinterpret him.

Between partners, taking care of each other is okay.

Gan Yanyu told herself in her heart.

...

Lin Tian had no idea about the wild thoughts running through the girl’s mind in his arms.

At this moment, he has only one thought in his mind.

Is this a big plushy?

Height of 166, a body over forty kilograms, holding her indeed offers a special experience.

Lin Tian is actually not lying.

He really used to exercise regularly, so his physical fitness is definitely stronger than that of ordinary people.

Now, it came in handy.

A body weighing over eighty kilograms, really no different than a big plushy.

In no time, Lin Tian reached the sixth floor.

He set Gan Yanyu down but still held her under the arms to support her.

"Which one?"

"603."

The same door number as his own home.

It appears then that her choice to jump off the building in front of his house wasn’t random.

Probably, it was a sort of destined fate.

He unlocked the door and walked into the house.

Lin Tian first led Gan Yanyu to the sofa to lie down, then opened a bottle of mineral water and had her slowly drink some.

Then, he turned around to boil water for Gan Yanyu.

Fortunately, the electric kettle wasn’t hard to find; placed on the table, Lin Tian filled it with water and turned it on.

Using this time, Lin Tian observed Gan Yanyu’s home.

Different from what Lin Tian imagined a girl’s home would be.

Dark wooden furniture, curtains embroidered with auspicious patterns, walls adorned with antiquated paintings, the ink vivid and vibrant.

It was larger than Lin Tian’s home, a layout of two bedrooms and a living room, precisely arranged.

A very classical taste houses indeed.

After all, it was the place where the old man and Gan Yanyu grew up.

This kind of old-fashioned atmosphere really matches Gan Yanyu’s temperament.

And, the air always carried a trace of sandalwood scent.

This scent, Lin Tian had smelled it before.

But it was not from the old man, but from Gan Yanyu.

The fragrance from the girl’s body included a hint of this scent.

Being in a house enveloped by such a scent, Lin Tian suddenly felt like, damn, I’m surrounded by Gan Yanyu.

The water boiled, indicated by the kettle’s light changing color.

Lin Tian took a glass cup, poured some hot water, followed by a small amount of room-temperature mineral water.

To avoid not controlling the water temperature well, Lin Tian also took another cup, poured some water out.

After confirming the water temperature was suitable, Lin Tian then handed the cup to Gan Yanyu.

Gan Yanyu sat up from the sofa, took out medications from two boxes.

After taking the medications, she gently drank some water.

Seeing this scene, Lin Tian’s heart finally relaxed a little.

"Do you want to lie down a bit more?"

"No need, when I’m easing up, sitting is better."

Gan Yanyu held her chest and spoke.

In fact, because she had just been carried upstairs by Lin Tian.

Gan Yanyu’s heartbeat rate had increased a lot.

This made her chest feel even more uncomfortable...

It wasn’t Lin Tian’s fault, more so her own tendency to overthink.

She really was always causing him trouble.

"..."

"Let’s listen to some music."

"I usually listen to some music to relax when I’m anxious."

Gan Yanyu said.

"Okay." Lin Tian stood up, searching around, "What should we use? Where’s your sound system, or maybe a computer?"

"Use that—"

Following the direction of Gan Yanyu’s pointing finger, Lin Tian saw something incredible.

Wow.

A tape recorder.

That is so vintage!

Including his experiences from his previous life, Lin Tian had only played with these gadgets in his grandpa’s house when he was very little.

And after starting primary school, he had never seen one again.

With modern technology being so advanced, anything would be better than this.

"Open the cabinet below."

Gan Yanyu directed Lin Tian to open a cabinet door.

In front of them was an array of tapes, each labeled differently.

"The third row, second tape."

Following Gan Yanyu’s instruction, Lin Tian pulled out the tape.

"This one? It’s labeled... Harvey D3."

Such a familiar name.

Today at the Music Academy, one of those seven pieces of music also had this person’s name.

"Yep, go ahead and play it."

"How do you use this?"

Looking at the silver antique before him, Lin Tian was somewhat at a loss.

"Find the slot marked ’Tape’ and open it."

"Okay."

Lin Tian did as Gan Yanyu instructed and indeed found the slot.

"With the tape facing downwards, insert it."

Lin Tian put the tape in with its side facing down.

"Click—"

With a crisp sound, the tape was securely in place.

Unexpectedly, this sound was quite stress-relieving.

If Gan Yanyu were not beside him, Lin Tian might have pulled it out and put it in three times just for fun.

"Press the triangular button, and it starts."

"..."

Beautiful classical music, soothing, gentle, echoed in the room...

"Oh~"

Seeing the tape recorder making sounds, Lin Tian was somewhat intrigued.

"Harvey’s D major third concerto, it’s a combined performance of piano, violin, and cello."

Gan Yanyu introduced to Lin Tian.

Her weak face couldn’t help but show a little pride.

Like she was sharing a treasure she had cherished for many years.

This satisfaction and joy, nothing else can replace it...

"I see."

Lin Tian looked interestedly at the device before him.

The sound from the tape recorder was not the same as the common speakers nowadays.

The unique timbre and warmth brought by the tape added a richer and softer auditory experience to the music.

This added softness felt even more profound when playing classical music...

Indeed, classical music should be listened to with vintage devices!

No wonder, even in modern times, many still collect vinyl records and tapes. This flavor is irreplaceable.

Seeing a rocking chair nearby, Lin Tian took the opportunity to lie down.

Listening to the wonderful music from the tape, Lin Tian lay in the chair, rocking.

Fully at ease.

One could imagine Sir Gan usually lying in this chair, sitting by the balcony, listening to the radio music, shaking his head with a fan in hand...

Honestly.

Although Lin Tian had played many times, this was his first time experiencing the charm of classical music so personally.

In the spacious room, Gan Yanyu lay on the sofa, Lin Tian sat on the chair.

The morning’s performance had exhausted them; now, they wanted nothing but to bathe in this music and enjoy this moment of comfort.

Gradually, both drifted into dreamland...