At that time, Han Yuan was drunk and was helped into the car by a woman, but he happened to be bumped into by Yang Yimu.

The misunderstanding can be imagined, even if Han Yuan explained again and again afterwards, Yang Yimu did not mean to forgive at all.

Han Yuan was also a little tired of this relationship, so he simply put things aside and didn't go back to that home for several months.

It wasn't until a few months later that the two made an appointment at a barbecue restaurant they often went to and talked about their seven-year relationship.

From Tiannan to the north of the earth, from the parents to the future development, until half past three in the morning, beer cans were spilled on the ground.

It turned out that as early as the next day, Yang Yimu knew the truth, that woman was just Han Yuan's agent, and her relationship with Han Yuan was limited to work.

Months of cold war only made each other think deeply about this feeling.

Do the two love each other? The promise is yes, otherwise we must not go through seven years together.

It's just that the change of time has made this love no longer warm, and gradually flowed into the dullness of the world, leaving only firewood, rice, oil, salt and trivial things in life.

Yes, one is still chasing dreams, and the other is yearning for freedom.

The two may be a good couple, but they will not be a good couple.

It's like Han Yuan likes the guitar and Yang Yimu likes the erhu, although it will resonate at the beginning because it is both music, but it is not the same instrument after all, and there will be no deeper topics later.

So that night, the two broke up peacefully.

There is no one right or wrong, as if everything just goes with the flow.

Since then, the two have maintained a few contacts, but they no longer have affection, but some ordinary friends with family affection.

By now, Han Yuan had long forgotten this feeling, so when he saw Yang Yimu again, his heart did not have many waves.

I started all over again in this life, and nothing has happened yet.

Han Yuan will have a new life, and Yang Yimu will also meet someone more suitable than him.

"Boss Han, what are you painting?"

Wen Wan walked over and stared at the drawings that Han Yuan placed on the table.

"It's ......"

Han Yuan was about to answer, when he realized that he had drawn a small wooden stake at some point.

The small stake is a little shabby, with a leaf on top of the head, and a small face with '◠‿◠' in the middle.

Han Yuan smiled dumbly and tore off the page casually.

........

"What the hell are you going to show me, running over here in the middle of the night?"

"You'll know it when you see it, and you'll definitely be pleasantly surprised."

Looking at his friend's admiring face, Xu Hai couldn't help but have some doubts.

He is the music director who has a stake in a music company, and the company has been short of excellent singers recently, and if there is anything that satisfies him, it is only singers who are outstanding in all aspects.

However, this is not a conservatory, who can satisfy the discerning man?

A moment later, the two came to the door of a bubble tea shop.

Listening to the music in his ears, Xu Hai understood what his friend meant by 'surprise'.

"Playing and singing in front of a bubble tea shop to attract customers? It's a bit new, but it's ......"

Xu Hai looked at the young lady who was playing and singing, and showed an unsatisfactory expression.

The image is average, the skills are average, and the playing is also ordinary pop music, without any bright spots at all.

For a singer of this level, whether he can sign a contract is a big question, let alone the word surprise.

"It's not her, look at the girl next to her."

"Oh?"

Xu Hai followed the direction of his friend's finger and looked at a girl in a white dress next door.

The girl was holding a guitar in her hand, her expression was a little restrained, as if she was waiting for the young lady next door to finish performing.

At a glance, Xu Hai instantly felt a sense of amazement.

Under the dim light at night, the girl's white dress is not eye-catching, and her face is not clear.

But that delicate and touching sense is enough to surpass the vast majority of girls, so beautiful that the eyes see that every frame of the picture is an album cover.

If you look closely at her face, you can also find that her facial features are also at the level of one in a thousand.

"The looks are okay, but this is not the singer's ticket......"

Xu Hai took a light breath and decided to listen carefully to the girl's tune.

Soon after, the girl finally began to play and sing.

Just two eyes, Xu Hai suddenly showed a disappointed expression.

The technique is so jerky, I can see that I have received some guidance, but it has not been very long.

This level is placed in the conservatory, and the girl will be an excellent student, but if she really wants to debut as a singer, she is still far behind, and she must be systematically cultivated.

At that moment, the girl began to sing.

"What I miss is that I don't have anything to say."

"What I miss is dreaming together."

"What I miss is the urge to love you after a quarrel......"

Xu Hai was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't react.

Wait a minute, why have you never heard this song before?

Isn't it the pop song of recent years?

But this song, but this word, is clearly not at the level of being nameless.

Three seconds later, Xu Hai suddenly understood what his friend's surprise was.

After a long time, the song was finished.

Xu Hai suppressed the excitement in his heart, walked forward quickly and asked, "Classmate, what's the name of your song?" Did you write it yourself? ”

The passing student just thinks the song is good, and he doesn't think much about it, only he knows how much potential this song has.

He has a hunch that if this song is released, not to mention the big fire, at least it can be a small fire and resolve the company's current predicament.

Su Xiaorou was startled, and almost fell off the high chair holding the guitar.

Since performing in Han Yuan's bubble tea shop, she has often received strange stares from passing boys, but she is the first one like Xu Hai who rushes directly to her.

"No, it's not......"

Su Xiaorou hasn't learned the guitar yet, how can she write songs and arrange.

"Not? That's ......"

Before Xu Hai could finish asking, Han Yuan, who heard the movement, walked out of the store.

He glanced at Xu Hai and asked Su Xiaorou, "Xiaorou, what happened?" ”

Su Xiaorou didn't speak, and hurriedly hid by Han Yuan's side.

She didn't know what the situation was, she just felt that it would be fine if she handed it over to Han Yuan anyway.

Han Yuan looked helpless, so he could only look back at Xu Hai.

Without waiting for him to ask, Xu Hai took the initiative to hand over a business card.

"Hello, my music director of Flying Fish Music, Xu Hai, I took the liberty to disturb me."

"Flying fish music?"

Han Yuan took the business card and looked at it, and always felt that the name was a little familiar.

He recalled it carefully and remembered that this was a small music company with no name in his previous life.

Because the location was relatively close to the scholastic, and then he wanted to become a signed singer at that time, so he had a little understanding.

I was thinking of trying to join Flying Fish Music after graduation, but the company completely declared bankruptcy in my junior year.