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Chapter 141

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    Ye Fan, who was sitting below, didn't notice anything was wrong.

    She just raised her head on the stand and looked at the superstar who was speaking.

    He Han and Ye Fan looked at each other from a distance across the crowd.  Although Ye Fan only thought that his eyes fell here inadvertently.

    During the following interview, He Han's eyes kept glancing in Ye Fan's direction intentionally or unintentionally.

    After the premiere, when He Han got up to leave, he saw the girl sitting in the back row again.

    Ye Fan was unhurried. She patiently waited for other audience members to leave before finally leaving.  He Han smiled, even watching her every move, he felt full of fun.

    "There will be nothing to do after the premiere." The agent said, "The return ticket is tomorrow night. You can go shopping in New York for a while."

    Having said that, the agent and team members all know He Han¡¯s character. He has a very indifferent temperament and is not interested in many things.  He Han's rest time was just to improve himself.

    Early the next morning, He Han put on a disguise and left the hotel.  He knew where Ye Fan's school was, but he had never been there.

    He Han¡¯s idea is very simple, as long as he can see where she lives.

    On the other side, Ye Fan left the school dormitory with his book in his arms.

    She was thinking about today¡¯s homework while walking, and she was a little inattentive while walking.

    Downstairs in the teaching building, Ye Fan bumped into someone head-on. Her body tilted and he happened to catch her.

    He Han held Ye Fan's arm, he hadn't seen her face yet.

    A strange, strange feeling came from He Han's fingertips, and he quickly let go of his hand.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know why, He Han had an inexplicable premonition, and his heartbeat reminded her of her existence.

    He Han raised his head unconsciously and looked at that person.

    With the delicate facial features, the cold temperament, and the familiar face, the person he had missed for many years appeared in front of him at such a close distance for the first time.

    Ye Fan saw He Han's face wearing a mask and hat and felt that he seemed familiar, but didn't think much about it.

    She didn¡¯t notice that a complicated emotion flashed through those eyes the moment they saw her.

    Ye Fan said softly: "Sorry, I was not careful just now."

    He Han suppressed his emotions, lowered his voice, and said in a low voice: "Are you a student here?"

    His eyes were fixed on her, and he walked to her across such a long time.

    "Well, I'm catching up on my morning class." Facing this stranger, Ye Fan accidentally told him about himself.

    Ye Fan quickly noticed that her behavior was a little abnormal this morning.  She said goodbye to He Han and left immediately.

    He Han stood there, looking at Ye Fan who was studying music seriously. Her expression was in a hurry, and she was only thinking about studying.

    He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. He didn't look away until her back disappeared at the end of the corridor.

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    During a break from filming, He Han drove out of the film and television city. The car passed through the bustling streets, and the scenery outside the window was quickly passing by, with people coming and going.

    He Han drove out alone. He did not tell his agent about it.

    He Han's car was parked outside an alley, which was relatively clean compared to other places.

    I don¡¯t know when a light rain fell from the sky, a steady patter. Although it sounded a little cold, it somehow calmed people down.

    Under the thin rain curtain, He Han opened the car door and got out of the car. He walked into the alley without an umbrella.  After a while, his shoulders were covered with water drops.

    He Han walked all the way to the end of the alley.

    At the end of the alley was a small record store. He Han opened the door and the wind chime hanging on the door rang slightly.

    At this time, there was no one in the record store, the needle fell on the record, and the sound of music sounded.

    It seems like there are two worlds separated from the outside. This store is not affected by the outside world and just opens here quietly.

    The reason why He Han came here is because he wanted to find a vinyl record. This record is very rare and is a version from many years ago.

    Ye Fan would share the music she liked to listen to He Han every time, and He Han also formed a habit. Every time Ye Fan mentioned a new song to him, he would buy the vinyl record.

    From a long time ago to now, He Han has collected a whole shelf of vinyl records, and he hopes toAt this concert, she will bring new music to everyone.

    Ye Fan is already very famous in the classical music world, and many audiences will come to the concert because of her name.

    In New York, it is hard to get a ticket for Ye Fan¡¯s recital.

    Since the creation of the song, Ye Fan has written many songs, many of which were written for H, whom he has never heard from before, and today's song is no exception.

    These songs have been played many times and have been engraved in her heart.

    The violin was placed on Ye Fan's shoulders. After a pause of a few seconds, she suddenly became dazed.

    Like before, whenever she played these songs, something would always touch her heart, and she would unconsciously recall things related to him.

    Ye Fan shook his head slightly and focused on the recital. The audience below was still waiting for her.

    ¡°That¡¯s all, I¡¯ve never met him in person, so how can I have any memories?

    The bow of the piano was pulled slowly, and Ye Fan began to play.  Although she has stood on so many shining stages in the world, h still regrets not seeing her perform.

    After the world tour, Ye Fan returned home exhausted physically and mentally.

    Ye Fan can¡¯t sit still. Once she is free, she is easily overwhelmed by memories. After a few days of rest, she started writing new music again.

    Ye Fan sat in front of the piano, his fingers fell on the black and white keys, and he played a few notes.

    The city has entered the dark night. The lights have just started to turn on. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the lights of the tall buildings are on. The noisy night scene is in sharp contrast with the silence in the room.

    Ye Fan tilted his head, the night sky was bright.  She has not heard from h for almost three years, and today is very important to her.

    That night more than ten years ago, when Ye Fan was desperate, someone made her know what hope was for the first time.

    Ye Fan, who lost everything, was humble and insignificant at first. Over the years, he just wanted to wait until he had enough courage to face him one day.  When she finally felt a little satisfied with herself, she could no longer find him.

    Ye Fan wrote down the title of the song and looked for inspiration while playing the piano.

    As she continued to play, the piece of music became smoother and smoother. She completely forgot to write it down, and both the paper and pen fell to the ground.

    In the silent night, Ye Fan's slender fingers kept falling and lifting.  The sound of piano fills the air.

    It is filled with her secret love, her likes, as well as her sadness and loneliness

    These past events eventually became her memories alone.

    The next day, Ye Fan¡¯s music agent came to discuss work with her, only to find that Ye Fan died unexpectedly.

    Ye Fan was lying on the piano, with a pen at her feet, and a piece of paper filled with notes falling to the ground, which seemed to be her regret.

    The story quickly spread throughout the classical music world.  Everyone felt sorry for Ye Fan's death.

    The famous composer Ye Fan died suddenly at home, leaving behind an unfinished piece of music.

    The title of the song is "To h".

    And no one knows who this H is and what role he played in Ye Fan's life.

    People were talking a lot, but this answer followed Ye Fan and passed away.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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