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Text Chapter 11: Try to walk into you

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    The soft music is still going on, the hoarse singing is still in my ears, there is no hysterical shouting.  There is no uncontrollable roar, just such a low murmur, singing affectionately.  Self-blame but hope, regret but full of helplessness.

    Taeyeon just stared blankly at the lonely figure in her sight, letting the sound float into her ears and create waves in her heart.  A simple but romantic picture seemed to appear in front of me.  The chance encounter with each other triggered this fate, and we learned to cherish and care for each other bit by bit.  When he gets angry, he tries every possible means to make himself happy. On rainy days, he accompanies him to count the footprints of raindrops in the wind and rain. Then, for the sake of your health, he seriously says to you "I won't do it next time."  When you work late, I will bring you a cup of hot milk, and massage your shoulders to tell you not to work too late.  It's that simple love.  There are no sudden surprises, no gorgeous gifts.  Everything is so simple, as simple as milk, but with a strong milky fragrance.  A memorable experience full of satisfaction.  Such precious love can only become a memory now.  Reluctant to give up but helpless.  What kind of emotion can make your memory so profound.  What kind of person can make you so unforgettable?  Can't be erased from my heart.  Taeyeon suddenly found that she was envious of that person, and even a little jealous.  If there is such a person in my life who can love me, I will hold on to him firmly.

    "Huh", Han Jiahang finally came back from his memory and found that his face was already covered with water stains.  Unknowingly, I still cried.  The past is really not that simple. It can be said that if you forget it, you can never mention it again.  Maybe time can fade it away.

    ¡°Bah bang bang¡± came a burst of loud applause from behind, and the rapid applause could not conceal the excitement and joy.  "Perfect, so perfect. The emotion is strong but not scattered, deep but not messy. It's crispy, as memorable as milk coffee, and unforgettable." A man wearing black-rimmed glasses pushed the door in from behind.  Follow a familiar person.

    "Hello." Han Jiahang said politely.  Then he turned his questioning eyes to Taeyeon.

    "Oh, this is my teacher theone. I just passed by and heard your song. The teacher felt very good and came over." Taeyeon immediately replied after receiving Han Jiahang's message.  "Teacher. This is Han Jiahang. A trainee who just joined the company this year."

    "Well, very good, Han Jiahang, did you create the song you just played yourself?" Theone asked impatiently, shaking Han Jiahang's shoulders with excitement with both hands.

    "Song?" Han Jiahang asked in confusion.  He looked at the two people in front of him with doubts in his eyes.

    "Well, that's right. The song you sang just now is very nice." Taeyeon also raised her head and said.  "you do not know?"

    "Haha," Han Jiahang scratched his head.  "I was just practicing the Seal of Rain, and then I got distracted unknowingly."

    "Hahaha." Theone laughed loudly.  "Interesting, it's really rare."

    Rare?  What's the meaning?  Han Jiahang waited expectantly for the explanation from the teacher opposite him, but after waiting for a while, nothing came of it.  And he just smiled and stared at himself.  Not yet nodded.

    "Huh? You don't know. You just sang a song about that person." Taeyeon said.

    "Really?" Han Jiahang asked, unsure.

    "Well, I'll play you the melody you just wrote." The teacher said and sat down and started playing the melody Han Jiahang just played.

    Han Jiahang listened quietly, with a look of disbelief on his face.  He quickly walked to the electronic keyboard and turned on the recorder to play back.  A soft melody sounded, and a faint hoarse voice murmured along with the rhythm.  Missing, self-blame, regret, helplessness.  All my feelings were reflected.  I want to go back, but there is no way back.  I want to give you more love but I have lost your presence.  No one can escape the troubles of love. Only if you know how painful caring is, you can only understand if you love someone; only if you know how much longing you have, only if you love someone can you understand.

    Han Jiahang just stood there in a daze, his eyes lost focus, and there was a layer of mist in his eyes.  Taeyeon didn't speak, just looked at the person in front of her, and once again went deep into the memory of the person.

    "Han Jiahang, this song is great. If it is properly polished, it can be released. How about I help you take a look?" Theone's voice once again brought Han Jiahang back to reality.

    "Oh. That's really my honor. Thank you for your hard work, teacher." Han Jiahang said gratefully.  Just think of this as a rest, a commemoration for you and between us.  I hope that if I can, I can stand by your side and sing this song for you.

    Han Jiahang and the teacher copied the song onto paper and handed the song to the teacher. After saying thanks, they walked to the company's dormitory together.

    The street at zero o'clock,There are few people and few people.  Han Jiahang and Taeyeon walked side by side towards the trainee apartment. The two figures behind them were dragged for a long time by the street lights, and finally merged into one at the end.

    "Sister Taeyeon, how are you doing recently?" Han Jiahang asked.  "Time flies so fast."

    "It's good." Taeyeon replied and then sighed: "Yes, it has been a month since the last party."

    "haha, yes."

    "Hey, boy, if you didn't say to call us for a month, have you forgotten us?" Looking at Taeyeon who suddenly exploded next to him, Han Jiahang said hurriedly: "No, absolutely not, how is it possible?"

    ??Looking at the girl beside him with staring eyes, slightly protruding cheeks, and clenched fists that could cause violence at any time.  Han Jiahang jumped very far away.

    "Ah, am I that scary?" Taeyeon said loudly.  "Don't worry I won't be that violent."

    ¡°Hehehe.¡± After some arguing, Han Jiahang returned to Taeyeon with a silly smile while scratching his hair.

    "snort"

    After a few minutes of silence, Taeyeon raised her head and said happily.  "That Jiahang, today's song is very nice. I didn't expect our Jiahang to be so versatile. Well, not bad. Keep working hard, the future is bright." He reached out and patted Han Jiahang on the shoulder.

    "Hehehe, thank you." Although she said it with a smile, Taeyeon could still hear the perfunctory and lonely tone in her tone.

    Taeyeon looked at Han Jiahang's glasses that were gradually losing color, and asked cautiously, "Jiahang, are you sad? Can you tell me, because the teacher once said to me that every song is  It represents a story. It has its own unique emotions, and a singer should use his or her own voice to tell this story to others and convey the emotions to everyone. Therefore, as a singer, you must first learn to listen and understand.  Go find that emotion. Integrate your own feelings into the song thoroughly, and achieve an emotional integration with the creator."

    Taeyeon looked at Han Jiahang and continued, "When I heard your song today, I felt like I was walking on a road paved with fallen leaves. As I walked, I recalled it, and there was a deep feeling of reluctance and loneliness."

    "Hehehehe" Han Jiahang just laughed. Under the dim yellow light, Taeyeon felt that the younger brother in front of her looked a little more vicissitudes of life.  There was a thick layer of heaviness in his eyes.  The smile at the corner of his mouth was a little pale and bitter.  The unique vitality of young people left his body little by little.  Taeyeon suddenly felt so sad, as if she was transferring her warmth to him.

    "Hey, boy, are you playing tricks on me?" Taeyeon deliberately said loudly, "How old are you?"

    "Hehehe." Han Jiahang laughed until he had no words.  "Want to hear my story?"

    Taeyeon glanced at Han Jiahang again as if to confirm, and said sincerely, "If possible, it would be better to say it."

    "Hahaha," Han Jiahang suddenly laughed and said, "What a beautiful idea. Do you want to use this to blackmail me? Sister Taeyeon. Stop dreaming." Ignoring Taeyeon's answer, he left Taeyeon and ran forward.  Can you really say that?  Who would believe it?  I'm afraid I can only keep it locked in my heart forever.

    "Yeah. Boy, am I that shameless? Just stand there. I tell you, Han Jiahang, you have completely angered me." Taeyeon yelled angrily and chased Han Jiahang.

    I really want to know, so that I can break that transparent barrier and try to walk into you.

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