"I want to send you a love that never sets, mailing out a postcard that represents love..."

By the time Xu Ye got back to the room, the girls were already singing.

These were conservatory girls: put a microphone in their hands and every one of them turned into a mic hog nobody could stop. Xu Ye sat down next to Chen Qingqing and listened to them quietly.

Shen Xinyi, normally the quiet one, went completely wild the moment she set foot in a place like this. Qin Zhiwei held his phone up recording them, grinning like an idiot.

After the girls had run through four or five songs back to back, Jiang Yu finally set the microphone down on the table and smiled. "Xu Ye, Zhao Ming, you two sing a few."

Xu Ye waved it off with a laugh. "Count me out. Let young master Zhao go first — it's his home ground today."

Zhao Ming didn't need to be asked twice.

He reached over for the microphone on the table, walked to the song selection screen and queued up two songs.

The slut's first pick was actually an English song, from some movie by the sound of it. Xu Ye's English had never been much good and he couldn't make out what the words meant at all. But those years Zhao Ming had spent studying abroad hadn't gone to waste after all — his American accent was the real thing.

As for the actual singing, that was nothing special.

The second song was more interesting. A genuine old classic, and one of Aaron Kwok's biggest hits: Endless Love for You.

Xu Ye's guess was that Zhao Ming had picked it to hint at something.

Before Zhao Ming started, he caught sight of Xu Ye sitting on the sofa with a wicked grin on his face. He picked up the second microphone at once, came over and put an arm around Xu Ye's shoulders. "Don't just sit there. You're singing it with me."

Xu Ye played along and took the microphone.

The intro climbed slowly out of something…