🎭手違いから始まる恋の序曲 - Ch15 - 今夜，願你仍在

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 Tonight, I Hope You’re Still Here The melody on the stage continued to flow gently. The final scene was about to begin. The lights fell upon the center of the stage, and the traveler’s story was also approaching its final ending. Meanwhile, inside the private box. Luka and Gakupo sat together. The distance between them was no longer as far as it had been moments ago. There was no longer any need to use opera glasses to confirm each other’s location. At this moment, he was sitting right beside her. The red wine quietly rested on the table. Luka picked up the bottle and once again filled both of their glasses. She looked at the red liquid inside the glass. “Actually…” She spoke softly. Gakupo turned his head toward her. “Hmm?” Luka gently touched the rim of her glass with her fingers. “I originally only thought that, if you really managed to make it in time…” She paused for a moment. “At least for the final scene, there would be someone who could watch it with me.” Gakupo listened quietly. His gaze became gentler. “So that’s why you prepared two glasses?” Luka was slightly startled. Then she looked away. “It just happened to be that way.” She deliberately made her voice sound casual. “The private box already had extra ones prepared.” Gakupo looked at her. He did not expose her excuse. He simply gave a soft smile. “Mm.” “I know.” Luka looked at him. “You know again?” Gakupo nodded. “Because if it was only about having one extra glass…” He glanced at the wine bottle on the table. Then looked back at her. “You wouldn’t have kept it here until now.” Luka’s heart trembled slightly. She did not answer. She only lowered her head and looked at her own glass. After a while, she softly said: “You’re always like this.” “What do you mean?” “You always say things that…” She paused. “Make people not know how to respond.” Gakupo showed a slightly helpless smile. “I’m sorry.” Luka looked at him. “You’re apologizing again.” “Because it feels like I always end up troubling you.” Luka shook her head. “It’s not trouble.” She paused. Her voice became very soft. “It’s just… a little sudden.” The two of them remained silent for a while. The music from the stage filled the brief silence between them. Finally, Gakupo raised his wine glass. “Then…” Luka looked at him. “A toast to what?” Gakupo thought for a moment. Then smiled. “To tonight.” Luka was slightly surprised. “Tonight?” “Yeah.” Gakupo looked toward the stage. “To the fact that we didn’t miss the final scene.” His voice was gentle. Yet he did not say anything more. No promises. No attempt to move closer. Only cherishing this moment in front of them. Luka looked at him. After a moment, she slowly raised her own glass. “Then… to tonight.” The two glasses moved closer. And gently touched. “Clink—” The clear sound echoed inside the private box. As if leaving behind a memory for this night. They did not speak of the future. Nor did they speak the words hidden deep in their hearts. They simply sat here together. Drinking from the same bottle of wine. Watching the same opera. Gakupo looked toward the stage. “I’m glad.” Luka turned her head toward him. “Because you made it in time for the final scene?” Gakupo shook his head. “Because…” He paused. “I didn’t miss tonight.” Luka quietly looked at him. She seemed to understand what he truly meant. But she did not ask further. She only smiled softly. “Then let’s watch it until the end.” Gakupo nodded. “Okay.” The two of them turned their eyes back toward the stage. The final melody slowly rose. The traveler’s story was about to reach its conclusion. And their story— Had only just arrived at the moment where they began moving closer to each other again. This night. There was no confession. No promise. Only two people, between the lights and melodies, silently confirming one thing. That was: Next time. They both hoped— The other person would still be there. --------------- Traditional Chinese 舞台上的旋律依舊緩緩流動。 最後一幕，即將開始。 燈光落在舞台中央，旅人的故事也正一步步走向最後的結尾。 而在私人包廂裡。 Luka 與 Gakupo 坐在一起。 兩人的距離，已經不再像剛才那樣遙遠。 不再需要透過歌劇望遠鏡確認彼此的位置。 此刻，他就在她的身旁。 紅酒靜靜地放在桌上。 Luka 拿起酒瓶，再次替兩人的酒杯倒滿。 她看著杯中搖曳的紅色液體。 「其實……」 她輕聲開口。 Gakupo 轉頭看向她。 「嗯？」 Luka 的手指輕輕碰著杯緣。 「我原本只是想著，如果你真的趕得上……」 她停頓了一下。 「至少最後一幕，可以有人陪我一起看。」 Gakupo 靜靜聽著。 他的目光變得更加柔和。 「所以妳才準備了兩個杯子？」 Luka 微微一怔。 隨即移開視線。 「只是剛好。」 她故意用平淡的語氣回答。 「包廂裡本來就有多準備。」 Gakupo 看著她。 沒有拆穿。 只是輕輕笑了一下。 「嗯。」 「我知道。」 Luka 看向他。 「你又知道？」 Gakupo 點頭。 「因為如果只是多準備一個杯子……」 他看了一眼桌上的酒瓶。 又看向她。 「妳不會一直留到現在。」 Luka 的心微微一顫。 她沒有回答。 只是低頭看著自己的酒杯。 過了一會兒，她輕聲說： 「你總是這樣。」 「怎麼了？」 「總是說一些……讓人不知道該怎麼回應的話。」 Gakupo 露出一點無奈的笑容。 「抱歉。」 Luka 看著他。 「你又道歉。」 「因為好像總是讓妳感到困擾。」 Luka 搖了搖頭。 「不是困擾。」 她停頓了一下。 聲音變得很輕。 「只是……有點突然。」 兩人安靜了一會兒。 舞台上的音樂填補了短暫的沉默。 最後，Gakupo 舉起酒杯。 「那麼……」 Luka 看著他。 「敬什麼？」 Gakupo 想了一下。 然後微笑。 「敬今晚。」 Luka 微微一愣。 「今晚？」 「嗯。」 Gakupo 看向舞台。 「敬我們沒有錯過最後一幕。」 他的語氣很溫柔。 卻沒有再說更多。 沒有承諾。 沒有逼近。 只是珍惜眼前的這個瞬間。 Luka 看著他。 片刻後，她也慢慢舉起酒杯。 「那……敬今晚。」 兩個酒杯靠近。 輕輕碰撞。 「叮——」 清澈的聲音，在包廂裡響起。 像是在替這個夜晚留下了一段記憶。 他們沒有談論未來。 也沒有說出藏在心底的話。 只是一起坐在這裡。 一起喝著同一瓶酒。 一起看著同一場歌劇。 Gakupo 看向舞台。 「我很高興。」 Luka 側頭看他。 「因為趕上最後一幕？」 Gakupo 搖頭。 「因為……沒有錯過今晚。」 Luka 安靜地看著他。 她似乎聽懂了其中真正的含義。 卻沒有追問。 只是輕輕笑了一下。 「那就好好看完吧。」 Gakupo 點頭。 「好。」 兩人再次望向舞台。 最後的旋律緩緩升起。 旅人的故事，即將迎來結局。 而他們的故事—— 也才剛剛走到重新靠近彼此的位置。 這一晚。 沒有告白。 沒有約定。 只有兩個人，在燈光與旋律之間，默默確認了一件事。 那就是： 下一次。 他們都希望—— 對方仍然會在。