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    Waiting, just to meet you.  I don¡¯t know how many days and nights I watched the stars and waited in the cold, how many dreams I dreamed of not meeting you and wet the pillow with tears, but today I actually saw you, what happened to all this?  Is it a dream?  Still reality.

    The lights on the stage are single and bright, and the two white chasing lights on the huge stage move little by little, getting closer, closer, until they finally blend into each other and are indistinguishable from each other.

    Falling into the hope of a happy moment

    Get close and feel it

    myseelesslove

    Han Jiahang looked at the tearful figure in front of him, a hint of apologetic love swarming in his eyes.  Gently grabbing the other person's trembling hand, he was still as petite and cute as before, just as fleshy as before, but his cheeks were much thinner, and there was an unconcealable haggardness in his eyes.

    Taeyeon really felt like she was in a dream, until those big hands held her tightly, until the warmth really penetrated into her heart, until she smelled that familiar smell.  Until I saw that unchanging smiling face.  Taeyeon realized belatedly that all of this was true.  Taeyeon didn't know how she ended up on the next stage. It wasn't until she was pulled away from the stage by the other party, and until the warmth in her hands disappeared, that Taeyeon suddenly came back to her senses.

    "Hey, you finally woke up." Sunny punched Han Jiahang's shoulder heavily. Although her words were a little angry, her tearful eyes and the big smile at the corner of her mouth made it clear that she was really  Very happy.

    "You kid." The girls gathered around Han Jiahang and murmured their accusations, but they were more concerned about him.

    Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, Han Jiahang's mouth slowly pulled up into a big smile.  I sighed over and over in my heart: It feels so good to wake up.

    The four-hour concert ended like this, and SMT¡¯s Asian tour officially kicked off.  But all this has nothing to do with Han Jiahang. What he cares about now is when he can see Girls' Generation and see her.

    If you travel to a city, you will never miss its landmark building, just like if you go to Paris, you must see the Eiffel Tower.  So now that you are in Shanghai, how can you miss the Oriental Pearl Tower?  In the colorful rainbow of lights, the bright Oriental Pearl is like a series of crystal pearls connected by a line from the sky, hanging down from the deep mystery on that side.  River water, neon lights, night, high towers.  The perfect combination of nature and modernity, the beauty of humanities and art blooms again, forcing you to stop inadvertently and become a member of this picture.

    With my back leaning against the surging Huangpu River, I raised my head and tried my best to see the top of the tower.  Han Jiahang's eyes became more and more misty under the hazy light curtain.  The irresistible smile at the corner of his mouth is like a ray of sunshine in early spring, so bright that it is unforgettable.

    "Jiahang" A gentle call, in such a noisy environment, still successfully awakened the figure who was looking up and deeply immersed in a certain memory.

    "Jiahang" A trace of trembling, a trace of eagerness, and a trace of unbearable longing were completely transmitted to the ears in an instant, shaking the familiar figure fiercely, and pulling at the excited heart.

    Still so familiar, petite body, tightly wrapped.  Most of her palm-sized face was covered by a large mask, and her eyes were as bright as amber and filled with water stains.  The red eye circles are still clearly visible even after being covered up.  The hands hidden in his pockets were already clenched tightly, but it was still difficult to stop the trembling all over his body. His feet were as if they were filled with lead and could not move at all.  Looking at the apologetic eyes of the other party, all the resentment, all the thoughts, all the worries, all the hard work in my heart turned into tears and flowed out again.

    "TaeyeonI'm sorry"

    A hug and a heartfelt apology.  Han Jiahang didn't know what else he could do now besides hugging each other tightly and saying that he was helpless and sorry.  Feeling Keren's slightly trembling body in his arms, and listening to the sobs he was desperately holding back, Han Jiahang's heart felt like a knife cutting into his chest and the pain was unbearable.  Pressing his chin against the other person's head, smelling the familiar aroma, the smile on the corner of Han Jiahang's mouth became brighter and clearer, and the persistent lack of regret in his eyes never faded for a long time.

    "Okay, okay, I'm going to change clothes if I'm crying." Feeling the faint sobs of the person in his arms, Han Jiahang reached out and patted Taeyeon's back gently and said, "Hey, if you don't leave, let's go  The two of us are completely the target of people watching. To be honest, it doesn¡¯t matter to me, are you sure it doesn¡¯t matter to you?¡±

    Listening to Han Jiahang¡¯s deliberately funny words, Taeyeon, who had been buried deeply in the other person¡¯s arms, subconsciously reached out and lightly punched the other person¡¯s chest."Cough cough cough"

    "Hey, you murdered your husband."

    Han Jiahang looked seriously injured and said sadly, "Wow I won't live anymore. This is too violent. I even want to murder my husband"

    "Yeah" Feeling the heartbroken look of the person in front of her, Taeyeon, who was already shy and unbearable, became even more shy now. She stared at a pair of dark eyes and said this with anger.  The damn guy got pushed out.

    "Ah,,,," Feeling the push coming from his chest, Han Jiahang was quite cooperative.  The whole body took advantage of the force and fell backward.  Taeyeon looked like she was about to fall if she didn't care about it, which made Taeyeon, who was staring at him with bulging cheeks, exclaimed in her heart and rushed forward.

    Then.  .  .  .  .  The body that was originally on the verge of falling suddenly stood still, facing the flying figure, and suddenly hugged the opponent fiercely into his arms.  Han Jiahang couldn't bear to let go of that fulfilling sweetness.  .  .  .  .  .  .

    I would like to love you forever in this life.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

    Under the colorful neon light and the endless flow of people, two figures hugging each other were clearly visible in the sparkling river.

    PS: Anyway, this is the end of this chapter, and it is also the final chapter of the first volume.  No matter what, I finally have a lover.

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