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On this day, Ye Fan played the violin for a long time. She seemed to be making up for all the practice she had left behind for so long.
After studying the violin for so many years, Ye Fan certainly knows how much her level has dropped, and she must practice more to get back to her original state.
After finishing his homework, Ye Fan saw the piano case again. She thought about it and decided to send an email to h. Although she may have posted too frequently, thank you must be said.
"Thank you for the violin, I will try my best."
After Ye Fan¡¯s thank you email was sent, he never received a reply. She resumed her old life.
Because of H¡¯s help, Ye Fan can go to school as usual and practice piano in the piano room provided by the school without having to think about other things.
One evening, the school bell rang. The dusk light seemed to have a faint feeling, and students in school uniforms left the classroom in twos and threes.
Ye Fan was in the piano room of the school. She was playing the violin and didn't hear the sound outside.
The students playing piano in the next door room have left, and the people from the symphony orchestra have also gone to have dinner.
Ye Fan finished practicing, the violin sound gradually stopped, and the music building returned to silence.
Ye Fan hasn't left the music building yet. He took out his mobile phone from his school uniform pocket, checked the time and found that it was already very late.
The sunset light drifted into the piano room, and the light from the mobile phone screen was a bit scorching. Her page was very simple, and there were no other apps except the necessary software.
Turning to the last page of the phone, there was only a solitary app on it, but it seemed to be placed very preciously in the center.
Somehow, Ye Fan subconsciously clicked on the mailbox. Naturally, there are no new emails in it. This situation has lasted for more than a month.
Because Ye Fan hasn't sent an email to h for a month.
During this time, Ye Fan was practicing a violin piece for the school performance. This is the first time she has performed on stage since her accident.
Ye Fan hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether to tell H about this.
After all, h is just the person who donated to her. Maybe he doesn¡¯t want to see her send so many boring emails.
Ye Fan would never disturb his life too much, but she accidentally clicked on the editing email.
"There will be a performance at school tomorrow night, and I have a violin program. This piece is"
As soon as Ye Fan started typing, she was out of control. When she came to her senses, the long email had been sent.
¡°Okay, let h think she is a talkative and boring person.
Ye Fan put away his cell phone, picked up his piano case and went to the cafeteria to eat. She had no idea that He Han, who was busy in another city, would soon receive her message.
As the car drove forward, He Han leaned on the car seat and closed his eyes to rest. The phone vibrated and he opened his eyes.
He Han saw the email sent by Ye Fan, his eyes deepened and he looked thoughtful.
Immediately, He Han said to the agent without hesitation: "Book a ticket for me to go back."
¡°I have something to do at home tomorrow, so I¡¯d better cancel the audition.¡± His cold voice fell.
The agent was a little surprised: "This role is very good. Do you know how many people are rushing to audition?"
The agent gave a bunch of reasons, but He Han was not moved.
In fact, even He Han himself felt strange. Why did he think Ye Fan's first re-appearance on stage was so important?
He Han didn't take it to heart, he thought, he just wanted to see her perform again.
The next day, before He Han arrived at school, Ye Fan was already preparing for the performance backstage.
Because of the previous trauma, she is quieter and more taciturn than before.
Everybody knows who the girl standing over there is. That Ye Fan is very talented but has few friends.
After the accident, Ye Fan¡¯s world only consisted of studying and violin.
When night fell, He Han returned to school again. He is already a public figure and cannot be publicized.
He Han covered his face tightly. This time there will be people from outside coming to the performance, and there will be parents and other audiences in the auditorium. The performance has already begun and He Han will enter the auditorium only after it becomes dark.
Walking on the campus road, for him, the school is strange and familiar.
Several junior high school girls in school uniforms walked over and said, "There will be a program by Senior Ye Fan today."
Hearing Ye Fan¡¯s name, He Han couldn¡¯t help butThey had chatted a few times during the violin competition, so they were familiar with each other.
The girl lowered her voice: "Today is your birthday, right?"
The girl had seen Ye Fan¡¯s student ID card before and was bored in class. She suddenly remembered it and talked to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was startled, then smiled, and nodded to express her acquiescence.
The girl was about to say something when the teacher suddenly knocked on the blackboard and clicked on the girl¡¯s name. The girl frowned and stood up. She didn't listen to the lesson and didn't know how to answer.
Ye Fan lowered his head, quickly wrote the answer on the paper, and quietly pushed it in front of the girl.
The girl¡¯s eyes lit up, she pretended to think and read out the answer on the paper. The teacher nodded with satisfaction, the answer was correct.
Knowing that the classmates were distracted, the teacher began to ask people to answer questions one by one. The whole class increased their concentration and did not dare to talk while distracted.
The class ended quickly. Ye Fan hadn't even finished organizing the textbooks when his cell phone in his bag started to vibrate.
Ye Fan answered the phone and the courier arrived at the school gate and said her courier had arrived.
Ye Fan frowned slightly. She hadn't bought anything, so how could there be express delivery? However, the express delivery was urgent, so Ye Fan had no choice but to take the things and trot to the door.
The midsummer sun is noisy, the wind carries bursts of heat, and the ground is illuminated white.
When Ye Fan ran to the door, there was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. The courier was waiting for her under the shade of the tree.
Ye Fan said sorry, and the courier handed her the things and left.
Ye Fan looked at the express delivery slip, and it was indeed her name on it, and even her class was clearly written down. And what she was holding was a cake.
Ye Fan's heartbeat seemed to miss half a beat, and a hint of expectation silently rose in her heart. She immediately quickened her pace and returned to the rental house near the school.
Ye Fan carefully opened the cake box. The moment the box was opened, Ye Fan stopped.
" Happy birthday was simply written on the cake. There were no other unnecessary words, but it made Ye Fan's face feel slightly warm.
The cicadas outside were noisy, but Ye Fan's heart was quiet for a moment.
She picked up another express box on the table. The express box is not big, but Ye Fan's movements are more careful, as if he is treating an extremely precious gift.
The box was opened, and inside lay a silver necklace in the shape of a violin. Whether it was the cake or the necklace, there was no letter left and no signature.
But Ye Fan knew that the person who would give her these must be H.
Ye Fan closed the curtains, turned off the lights, and inserted candles on the birthday cake. The shadows of the candles swayed, reflecting the slightly raised corners of Ye Fan's mouth.
No one spent this birthday with Ye Fan, but Ye Fan didn't feel lonely at all.
Since the accident, Ye Fan sang a birthday song to herself for the first time. She also closed her palms, closed her eyes, and made a wish.
Her little wish was hidden in the darkness as the candle was blown out.
She hopes she is lucky enough to meet h one day in the future. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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