Ch.330 Wake Up From This Dream (6)
Hu Manjun gave him the courage and confidence that allowed him to persevere until now.
And, this masked singer was able to interpret his heartfelt emotions perfectly. Her voice touched his heart, and it made him recall all the things that happened from his debut until now.
Luo Chen watched Ye Fan on the stage, a faint wetness spreading in his eyes.
This singer’s voice was extremely infectious. He believed that there must also be a dazzling star inside of her that illuminated her heart.
Ye Fan sang her song seriously, thoughts turning around and around. A fragment suddenly swept through her mind, and her heart clenched.
“Twists and fog, just like a dream.”
“I’m fortunate to meet you, lend me this light.”
“To light up the road ahead.”
The period of time when Ye Fan and H exchanged emails was the happiest time of her life.
Those moments were like a hazy yet clear dream that opened her heart up little by little.
When Ye Fan became a composer and gathered the courage to try and get to know H, H disappeared.
For two years, she didn’t receive any messages back from H.
He disappeared into thin air.
Two years seemed short, yet felt so long. It was enough for Ye Fan to realize that H had left her life.
Ye Fan had no idea where H went. She had no way of contacting him. Ye Fan tried to search for him, to find out what had happened.
But she didn’t even know his name or his identity. Everything about him was a puzzle to her.
H was just like a shadow in her heart.
When he was there, it was so bright.
But when he left, there were no traces left.
Ye Fan’s throat grew sour. She continued to sing and continued recalling those memories.
She came to this world unexpectedly, so there was even less of a chance of her meeting H.
It was indeed time for her to wake up from this dream.
Ye Fan’s nose stung and the corners of her eyes were welling up with tears. With a blink, her tears suddenly fell.
Calming down her mind, she finished singing the last few lines of the song.
Even though only an optical phantom was left in her memories, let him shine in her heart.
Ye Fan’s thoughts were all buried in that song. No one knew how she felt. Only He Han did.
He Han looked fixedly at Ye Fan, lips pursed into a line. His jaw was tense.
He watched Ye Fan walk step after step. From being betrayed by her family to becoming a little-known composer, the road she had to trudge through had been far too difficult.
Even in her letters, she never told him how difficult it was.
She was always so strong, hiding her thoughts deep inside her heart.
But at this moment, He Han could hear the emotions inside her heart.
Under Ye Fan’s singing voice, he was also led into the world inside her heart.
He Han had always been watching Ye Fan’s movements. From when she was a violinist until she became a composer. He Han also listened to her performances in rapt attention.
He Han witnessed Ye Fan’s growth and saw her progress bit by bit.
He always knew that Ye Fan would one day grow into an excellent person.
Just like now. She stood on the stage, singing. Even without showing her face, she was still so dazzling and eye-catching.
He Han listened in silence. When he heard the last few lines of the lyrics, he frowned.
Even though Ye Fan concealed her emotions, he was clear.
Ye Fan cried.
“I’m fortunate to meet you, lend me this light.”
“To light up the road ahead.”
Those lyrics carried a faint hint of a sob.
It was so slight, but He Han keenly perceived it.
His heart suddenly seized, a small pain diffusing within.
Deep concern spread out in He Han’s heart. He was clenching his fists until his veins were popping.
There was an extremely complicated look in his eyes.
Why did Ye Fan cry?
Ye Fan was so stubborn, she never showed her vulnerabilities that easily.
What did she think about that night? What touched her heart?
He Han vaguely guessed it.
Was it because of him?
Darkness hid those thoughts, and also concealed the emotions that seemed to be there.
The light swept over He Han’s face, showing his outline so clearly. His gaze was kept firm on Ye Fan, not turning away for a moment.
Just like in her previous life, Ye Fan performed earnestly on the stage, hoping that he would be able to see her.
And where Ye Fan did not know, He Han was watching her wherever she was.
Ch.330 Wake Up From This Dream (6)
Hu Manjun gave him the courage and confidence that allowed him to persevere until now.
And, this masked singer was able to interpret his heartfelt emotions perfectly. Her voice touched his heart, and it made him recall all the things that happened from his debut until now.
Luo Chen watched Ye Fan on the stage, a faint wetness spreading in his eyes.
This singer’s voice was extremely infectious. He believed that there must also be a dazzling star inside of her that illuminated her heart.
Ye Fan sang her song seriously, thoughts turning around and around. A fragment suddenly swept through her mind, and her heart clenched.
“Twists and fog, just like a dream.”
“I’m fortunate to meet you, lend me this light.”
“To light up the road ahead.”
The period of time when Ye Fan and H exchanged emails was the happiest time of her life.
Those moments were like a hazy yet clear dream that opened her heart up little by little.
When Ye Fan became a composer and gathered the courage to try and get to know H, H disappeared.
For two years, she didn’t receive any messages back from H.
He disappeared into thin air.
Two years seemed short, yet felt so long. It was enough for Ye Fan to realize that H had left her life.
Ye Fan had no idea where H went. She had no way of contacting him. Ye Fan tried to search for him, to find out what had happened.
But she didn’t even know his name or his identity. Everything about him was a puzzle to her.
H was just like a shadow in her heart.
When he was there, it was so bright.
But when he left, there were no traces left.
Ye Fan’s throat grew sour. She continued to sing and continued recalling those memories.
She came to this world unexpectedly, so there was even less of a chance of her meeting H.
It was indeed time for her to wake up from this dream.
Ye Fan’s nose stung and the corners of her eyes were welling up with tears. With a blink, her tears suddenly fell.
Calming down her mind, she finished singing the last few lines of the song.
Even though only an optical phantom was left in her memories, let him shine in her heart.
Ye Fan’s thoughts were all buried in that song. No one knew how she felt. Only He Han did.
He Han looked fixedly at Ye Fan, lips pursed into a line. His jaw was tense.
He watched Ye Fan walk step after step. From being betrayed by her family to becoming a little-known composer, the road she had to trudge through had been far too difficult.
Even in her letters, she never told him how difficult it was.
She was always so strong, hiding her thoughts deep inside her heart.
But at this moment, He Han could hear the emotions inside her heart.
Under Ye Fan’s singing voice, he was also led into the world inside her heart.
He Han had always been watching Ye Fan’s movements. From when she was a violinist until she became a composer. He Han also listened to her performances in rapt attention.
He Han witnessed Ye Fan’s growth and saw her progress bit by bit.
He always knew that Ye Fan would one day grow into an excellent person.
Just like now. She stood on the stage, singing. Even without showing her face, she was still so dazzling and eye-catching.
He Han listened in silence. When he heard the last few lines of the lyrics, he frowned.
Even though Ye Fan concealed her emotions, he was clear.
Ye Fan cried.
“I’m fortunate to meet you, lend me this light.”
“To light up the road ahead.”
Those lyrics carried a faint hint of a sob.
It was so slight, but He Han keenly perceived it.
His heart suddenly seized, a small pain diffusing within.
Deep concern spread out in He Han’s heart. He was clenching his fists until his veins were popping.
There was an extremely complicated look in his eyes.
Why did Ye Fan cry?
Ye Fan was so stubborn, she never showed her vulnerabilities that easily.
What did she think about that night? What touched her heart?
He Han vaguely guessed it.
Was it because of him?
Darkness hid those thoughts, and also concealed the emotions that seemed to be there.
The light swept over He Han’s face, showing his outline so clearly. His gaze was kept firm on Ye Fan, not turning away for a moment.
Just like in her previous life, Ye Fan performed earnestly on the stage, hoping that he would be able to see her.
And where Ye Fan did not know, He Han was watching her wherever she was.
