To The Lovely You

   Lan Feifei's mood was so low, she didn't hear a word of what He Chaoran sang.

Luo Xiaomei felt her depression and knew that she had said something wrong, so she quickly remedied: "Feifei... That stinky boy He Chaoran really likes you. I grew up with him, I know. He is sure It was on the premise of marriage that I dated you."

   She didn't say the last sentence: if he dared not to marry Lan Feifei, she, the first cousin, would not agree! Definitely kill him with a knife! Love that does not premise on marriage is a hooligan!

   "Hmm." Lan Feifei replied vaguely and didn't speak any more.

   Of course she knows that He Chaoran really likes her, but when it comes to engagement... it's probably a long way off. They don't even dare to make their relationship public now, how could they possibly get engaged?

   As He Chaoran's fame grows, this matter will only drag on more and more.

   Originally, she didn't think it was anything, she had always been more casual and didn't pay much attention to these formal things. But seeing the little sisters beside her getting engaged one by one, she was not completely without feeling in her heart.

   In a trance, the concert is coming to an end. The emotions of the fans became more and more out of control, and some even started to cry.

   The music on the stage suddenly became soft, and He Chaoran, who had put on a black dress, slowly walked out from behind the stage.

   "Wow, He Chaoran is dressed like this, people who don't know think he is going to get married!" Hou Xiaoting said vaguely while eating chocolate, "Is there someone in a concert, do you dress so formally?"

   Lan Feifei came back to his senses a little and looked at He Chaoran on the stage. The light at the moment is a little dim and ambiguous, and the colorful circles of stars are spinning back and forth in the field.

  He Chaoran's original flowing hair was meticulously combed and stood up neatly back. He was wearing a well-crafted black tuxedo with a slightly Italian-inspired white shirt and a bow tie solemnly tied around the neckline.

   Junyi's brows and eyes look a little hazy under the constantly changing lights, but they add another mysterious and noble temperament.

   Although there was a distance, Lan Feifei clearly felt his nervousness. She is a little strange, how can someone like He Chaoran who is used to seeing big scenes still have stage fright.

   Then, she heard He Chaoran holding the microphone and began to sing affectionately. The last song is a very lyrical song, not his own work - but a long, long time ago, when he switched to singing Chinese songs, Lan Feifei selected the entry for him.

   "It's really easy to forget how it started, maybe just a feeling for you and suddenly find yourself deeply in love with you..."

  's magnetic and affectionate voice made the originally boiling scene suddenly quiet, and everyone held their breath and listened to He Chaoran's singing.

  Lan Feifei could feel that when he sang this song, He Chaoran was always looking in the direction she was in, as if he sang it for her alone.

   In the last long and long accompaniment, He Chaoran's eyes passed through the blurred and dreamy light, entangled with her eyes.

   "I want to give this song to a special person. She has been by my side for so many years..."