Healing the Omega, I Became the Whole Clan's Darling

This emotion came quickly and left just as quickly.

Izeer suppressed the tangled thoughts in his heart. He lifted his head and realized that, without noticing it, they had already arrived near the plaza.

This central plaza connected more than a dozen nearby streets. If one looked down from above, those dense streets resembled the roots of a tree, winding and crisscrossing across the ground like a tight net.

And their one point of convergence was this central plaza.

It was also the most prosperous and bustling place on Blue Luster Star. The meeting to be held tomorrow would also take place inside the exhibition center at the very front of the plaza.

That area had already been cordoned off, with the army dispatched by the Alliance guarding inside.

But outside the security line, batch after batch of tourists stood there laughing and taking photos.

There were races who had rushed over from other star sectors, and residents who already belonged to the Fifth Star Sector. All kinds of races gathered here.

They had different appearances, different languages, and ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ completely different cultural customs. There might be hatred between them, and misunderstandings too.

But with the conference about to begin, everyone’s attention was focused on tomorrow’s meeting. No one would choose to cause trouble at a time like this.

During this period, Blue Luster Star had rarely presented such a precious scene of different races peacefully interacting together.

As he strolled through the plaza, Wen Yuzhi had already seen several races he had never encountered before.

Some were also walking around the plaza. Some had simply set up small stalls and begun selling specialties from their own races. Others performed openly like wandering artists. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

But the most eye-catching place was still the center of the plaza.

There was an extremely spectacular musical fountain there.

In front of the fountain stood a dreamlike crystal piano.

Someone was currently sitting there playing, and the piece happened to be a song praising peace.

This piece had been composed by an elven composer. After witnessing battlefields large and small, the composer wrote this piece in praise of peace.

A quiet, low melody flowed from the person’s fingertips and fell into the ears of every hurried tourist passing nearby.

That gentle movement was like a lullaby from nature itself, as if it could place people inside a forest at night. There were no insect cries, no birdsong, only the rustling of leaves and the murmuring of flowing water.

And they slept inside flower buds with moonlight as their pillow. Everything was so beautiful and peaceful.

Hearing the piano, passing tourists could not help slowing their steps and stopping there to listen. The irritation and anxiety in their hearts seemed to be soothed all at once by the sound of the music.

“That is an elf’s ability.”

Princess Lottie had run out to play again today. Two merfolk attendants followed behind her, constantly paying attention to the princess’s every movement.

At this moment, listening to the piano, she instantly recognized that the mental energy within the music belonged to an elf.

Thinking this, she tugged at the corner of her mouth, and a look of disgust appeared on her gorgeous face.

“Those elves have no heart. No matter how pleasant music without emotion sounds, it is still false.”

It was like a beautifully crafted castle in the air. No matter how magnificent the outside looked, the foundation underneath was empty.

Their merfolk were different. The songs of the merfolk came from inner resonance found after experiencing countless emotions.

The ocean goddess had granted them the purest voices, and also granted them the courage to love and hate boldly.

True music should have emotion. Like the sea lifting raging waves, it should carry anger and impassioned feeling.

Unfortunately, elves could not do this. They were too aloof and too pure, like a breeze. They could feel the beauty of nature, but they did not know why nature was so beautiful.

That was why Lottie felt that elven music was false.

But to other races, the piano sounded very pleasant.

More and more people gathered nearby. Wen Yuzhi also listened for a while, but his attention was more on the piano itself.

As long as someone played that piano, the fountain beside it would spray water columns of different heights according to the notes and rhythm.

The water columns rose high before splashing down with countless droplets. It looked very interesting.

“Do you want to go up and try?”

Izeer noticed Wen Yuzhi’s gaze on the piano.

“A little, but I don’t play very well.”

Wen Yuzhi was not being modest this time. He could play the piano, but to him, playing piano was only a hobby. He had not spent too much time or energy on it.

Besides, he had only played piano in front of Wen Che and Madam Jilanya. But no matter what he did, Daddy and Mommy would praise him without stint and say that their Zhizhi was the best little angel.

And the little angel was both happy and troubled by this.

He was happy because his daddy and mommy loved him very much and never damaged his confidence.

He was troubled because he had no idea how good his actual level was.

So Wen Yuzhi did not dare exaggerate.

“I want to hear it.”

“Hm?”

Wen Yuzhi turned to look at Izeer and saw that the other person was also looking at him. His expression and gaze were both very serious, not like he was joking.

“Mm...” Izeer nodded, then added, “I want to hear it.”

When Wen Yuzhi had chatted with him before, he had once said he could play piano and that, if he had the chance, he could play for him.

The young man who said this had not taken it to heart.

But Izeer had remembered.

At this moment, for some reason, he suddenly dug up that memory and took the initiative to tell him that he wanted to hear it.

Wen Yuzhi could have refused Izeer’s request.

But looking into the other person’s eyes, that familiar feeling once again rose in his heart.

Wen Yuzhi pressed his lips together. In the end, under the other person’s gaze, he still said softly, “Then if I don’t play well, you’re not allowed to dislike it.”

As he was speaking, the piece over there had already ended, and the seat at the piano had just happened to become free.

Wen Yuzhi walked up.

Seeing a beautiful young man sit on the piano bench, the people gathered nearby who had originally been preparing to leave stopped one after another.

But Wen Yuzhi, already seated on the bench, gently placed his hands on the keys.

He did not care about the gazes cast over from all directions.

Instead, amid the surrounding noise, the young man pressed the first key.

With a resonant note, the area fell silent in an instant. All sounds seemed to have been paused at that moment.

The only source of sound was the piano beneath Wen Yuzhi’s fingers.

That flowing, cascading melody was so cheerful, so relaxed, so lively.

As Wen Yuzhi played, a scene flashed through his mind.

It was an afternoon on Blue Zither Star. After they had eaten, there was nothing much to do in the afternoon, so he and Mansendis had made ice lanterns indoors beside the burning fireplace.

Daddy had been sitting on a chair then. Wen Yuzhi had disliked the chair for being uncomfortable, so he had pulled Awu over as his backrest and knelt on the carpet without any proper posture.

Mond stood not far from him, speaking quietly with Kasha.

Merita was placing the afternoon tea made by the Gumu on the table.

Selet leaned against the window. Perhaps because of Selet’s personality, Selet did not speak much most of the time, but Selet’s gaze was always paying attention to their King and little highness.

The room was very quiet. Everyone’s voices were not loud.

But the atmosphere was not cold at all.

On the contrary, with the world outside full of freezing wind and snow, the room with the fireplace burning and the scent of bread drifting through it seemed especially warm.

As long as Wen Yuzhi lifted his head, he could see one familiar face after another beside him.

The next moment, a warm palm fell onto the top of his head.

He looked up.

What entered his eyes was the silver-haired sovereign’s face.

It was Daddy.

Daddy’s warm, broad palm stroked his hair, and Wen Yuzhi comfortably narrowed his eyes slightly.

He leaned his head against Daddy’s knee, closed his eyes, smelled the scent of burning pinewood, and sank deeply into sleep.

Wen Yuzhi was thinking of the Saint Clan in his heart, and through the sound of the piano, everyone seemed to be brought to that afternoon as well.

They sat on a soft, comfortable carpet, listening to the howling wind and snow outside, yet did not feel cold at all.

Indoors, the warm fire in the hearth burned bright, and the bread on the table had just been baked crisp.

And they were gathered with family, spending this leisurely afternoon together.

There was no doubt that the scene Wen Yuzhi’s piano described was a warm and relaxed family day.

His technique might not compare to those famous masters, but Wen Yuzhi had expressed very well through the piano everything he had felt and understood that day.

Because of this, the number of people gathered around did not decrease, but grew. Many people were drawn over only after hearing Wen Yuzhi’s piano.

Izeer stood among them, looking at the young man onstage as if he were glowing.

The splashing water droplets gathered into a thin mist. Under the light, the vapor spreading around reflected a rainbow halo.

They kissed Wen Yuzhi gently.

The young man’s hair and the contours of his cheeks seemed to glow faintly.

At this moment, Izeer could not move his gaze away from him at all.

And the emotions in his heart seemed to be like the water columns in the fountain, rising higher and higher with the sound of the piano, climbing layer by layer to their peak.

The water droplets splashed down again.

Wen Yuzhi ended the final note.

He looked in Izeer’s direction.

The young man blinked hesitantly, looking as if he were asking Izeer from far away: How did I play?

Izeer did not speak.

But he began to clap.

With him taking the lead, the surrounding tourists seemed to wake from a dream and began applauding one after another.

Lottie was also among those clapping.

She felt that warm mental energy fall onto her along with the piano notes. In an instant, her body seemed to become slightly lighter, and the exhaustion that had accumulated over many days gradually began to fade.

But this feeling was not especially obvious, so Lottie did not pay much attention to it. Because of that, she overlooked the small change in her mental sea.

What Lottie cared about most was Wen Yuzhi’s piano.

She could hear that Wen Yuzhi’s piano had emotion. More importantly, it did not merely have emotion—this feeling could actually infect so many people through the piano.

In Lottie’s heart, Wen Yuzhi’s piano was simply far better than that false elf from before.

“Oh! My sweet little darling, what should I do? I’m liking him more and more!”

Lottie clutched her chest excitedly.

Behind her, the two merfolk attendants felt somewhat troubled.

What could they do?

They could only say that if Her Highness truly wanted to snatch him back, they would knock her unconscious and drag her back directly like that.

Wen Yuzhi still did not know that he had already been targeted by a merfolk princess.

After finishing one piece, he stood up, preparing to leave.

But just as Wen Yuzhi moved, a figure walked out from the crowd and came straight to him.

Wen Yuzhi recognized the other person as the one who had played the earlier piece.

No...

Not right.

Perhaps he should not say “person.”

Wen Yuzhi’s gaze circled over the other person’s pointed ears and that beautiful face, exquisite enough to blur gender.

If he had guessed correctly, the one standing in front of him should be an elf.

This elf had long pale-golden hair. His eyes were a rare purple, and his fair skin and beautiful, otherworldly face made him seem exactly as the rumors praised—possessing a holy and elegant beauty.

At this moment, he was looking at Wen Yuzhi with those cool yet beautiful eyes, and his low voice was as graceful and pleasant as a cello.

“Hello. May I have the honor of getting to know you?”