Bing Shi found herself with an abundance of time and the luxury of a comfortable life, affording her the opportunity to explore new interests.
Along the way, she revisited her love for pole dancing and piano. Drawn to the strings' call, she learned the violin and the guitar, too, not for anyone else but for herself.
Xuan Mu had built a soundproof room for her to practice from morning to night without a single worry for almost eleven years. Of course, she still took her mommy duties very seriously.
"With your voice and beauty," her teacher mused aloud, "I wonder how you haven't made a name for yourself as a singer already. I think you have the potential to be big in the music industry."
"You are at it again?" Bing Shi shook her head, the thought alone stirring a sense of dread within her, "I'm not doing it for fame," she replied. "The idea of the spotlight is more daunting than appealing to me." Her dread was clear; for her, music was a sanctuary, not a stage.
