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Chapter 377 A Little Story
Snowflakes were slowly drifting in the sky, and the three of Xu Fan stood under a huge tall building.

Xia Ziling looked up at the tall building, and asked strangely: "This is."

Chen Yuanyuan said: "That's right, the Liyue Building, one of the entertainment buildings outside Yanjing City."

Xu Fan asked curiously, "What is this place for?"

Chen Yuanyuan said: "There are everything, including the history of music development, global musical instrument museums, professional karaoke halls for singing, and many other things related to rites and music. Of course, there are also many musical instruments for sale. However, we are here today. Just casually, but with a purpose.”

The driver who picked up the three people stood aside and made a gesture of invitation and said, "Please, three."

Without hesitation, the three of them walked inside together.

The snow has already wet the ground, a thin layer of snow has accumulated on the railing not far away, and there is melted snow on the ground, it looks like the ground is wet.

Xu Fan and the others didn't pay much attention to this, and took the elevator directly to the sixth floor.

From the moment he got out of the elevator, Xu Fan was stunned.

What catches the eyes is a huge poster. On the poster is a slightly sad figure from the back, a little bleak and a little lonely.

After stepping out of the elevator, the waiter just made a gesture of invitation, and then left directly, leaving three people standing there.

Chen Yuanyuan said: "Here, young people call it a memory bank."

Xu Fan looked at Chen Yuanyuan, a little confused.

Xia Ziling said in surprise, "Is this the place where you said the story was hidden?"

Chen Yuanyuan nodded and said, "Let's go, let's take you to see what are the stories here?"

Xu Fan was still a little puzzled, but when he saw the first story, he understood that it was about "The Funeral of Roses", a song he wrote because of the story Song Runrun told .

In this story, Yuanyuan fully told the story she told her fans, and also added some author's interpretation of Rose's funeral.

Xu Fan did not consider whether those interpretations were correct, because he was not the real author in essence.

He also saw that other stories, such as the story of the song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky", were written on a piece of A4 paper and sealed in a glass frame.

Of course, these stories are actually extremely simple, but each story has some emotional feelings that make people feel a lot, and most importantly, it seems to really fit the meaning of the three words memory bank.

If you can't look back at something in your memory, then leave it here.

This sentence is a sentence written on the wall of the memory bank, and it can be seen clearly once entering it, but Xu Fan has just been deeply attracted by the story, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.

But Xu Fan still saw this sentence, and after being inexplicably moved and emotional, he asked Chen Yuanyuan curiously: "Are you also hiding a story here?"

Xia Ziling's question was a bit novel, she pulled Chen Yuanyuan's arm and asked, "Yuanyuan, how can I hide the story here."

Chen Yuanyuan glanced at Xia Ziling and said, "You don't need to hide your story."

Xia Ziling asked in confusion: "Why?"

Chen Yuanyuan said: "There are some secrets, you just have to write them on your face. It really doesn't matter whether you hide them or not."

Hearing this, Xia Ziling was very angry, but she also knew that this was the truth and could not be changed, so she rolled her eyes and looked at the story to herself.

Xu Fan's eyes were deeply attracted by a story.

Staring intently at the handwritten letter paper, the story is on the paper.

There was an envelope next to the letter paper, without an address written on it, probably because the last one couldn't be sent out.

This memory bank is actually a bit like the Museum of Broken Relationships that Xu Fan had heard about.

The difference is that everything in the Museum of Broken Relationships is about broken relationships, or love.

But the things in the memory bank are more complicated, maybe they are about love, maybe they are about friendship, anyway, the stories you want to keep will be kept here.

Maybe you have forgotten this story in the future, but this story will always be here.

Maybe there's something you just can't say, tell that person.

Then the story here may happen to be seen by him. Of course, the result is unknown, but maybe this is a certain way of escaping, or a certain way of being brave.

Putting escape and bravery together depends on how you understand it.

Xu Fan kept staring at the story, which was a letter to be precise.

Seeing his motionless expression, Xia Ziling and Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but put their eyes on the letter.

Good time, girl!
After separation, I am actually like that, but I still miss you, does it mean love, maybe it is like this.

We have been together for seven years, we have liked each other for seven years, and we like you who like to cling to me. At that time, we were envied by others. We met and fell in love in the sea of ​​people. At that time, we thought we would stay together forever.

But ah, some things in reality always backfire, and the end of the story will always run counter to everything we imagined.

We have also talked about forever and ever, about getting married and having children, but the final solution still ends in breaking up. This is not the result I want, but this is the result we got.

Separated from each other, only blessings are left, learn to let go, even if you don't want to give up.

In fact, I still love you, but the memory of reality is rubbing the edges and corners of the story, making me dare not love you, and I dare not love other people.

Liked for so long, together for so long, separated for so long.

I thought the story would end here, you have your life, and I have my feelings, but when I tried to love others again, I found it was futile.

I'm afraid, I dare not, I hate my infatuation, but I can't do anything, I know I can't forget you, and I can't get rid of those emotions and fall in love with another person again.

I can't let it go, and I don't want to just let it go.

Because I know very well that doing so is hurting others.

Girl, how are you doing these days? No need to answer, and I won't bother you. I don't dare to love anymore, so don't love me anymore.

In fact, the story is not sad, and there are even some helpless complaints in the letter paper.

A boy likes a girl. They have been together for seven years, but they have no choice but to separate in the end.

The boy has never been able to forget the girl, and he can't let go of it. He can't get rid of his feelings, so he wrote such a letter.

He tried to love others, but he couldn't do it, and he didn't dare to do it.

That sentence doesn't need to be answered, and I don't bother, it really touches enthusiasm.

I don’t dare to love that sentence, so I don’t love it anymore, it’s actually quite worrying.

Chen Yuanyuan shook her head and said: "There are actually many stories like this. The trivialities in life always make many relationships torn apart. Many people have a chance to get back together after separation, but the key is that few people open their mouths."

Xia Ziling said from the side: "Is it like what they said, I thought you wouldn't leave, you thought I would stay."

Chen Yuanyuan nodded and said, "Although I have never been in a relationship, it should mean that."

After saying these words, the three of them couldn't help laughing. Xu Fan's eyes fell from the letter, feeling deeply, but he didn't stay too long.

He noticed this story purely because it was very similar to a song he saw when he was flipping through the favor value mall by accident, and he seemed to feel that there was a different kind of fate here.

But he didn't pay attention.

Under the leadership of Chen Yuanyuan, I feel the stories in the "memory bank". Each story has its own emotional sustenance, maybe it is a letter, maybe it is really a story.

There are not too many memorable pendants here, no necklaces or bracelets.

Some are just stories and story carriers.

Time passed slowly, and occasionally a song by Xu Fan would be played in the music library, which made the three of them inexplicably surprised.

Fortunately, Xu Fan was wearing a mask, and because he was accompanied by two women, he was not afraid of being recognized.

When the three of them finished walking the entire memory bank, it was already afternoon.

When they walked out of that building, heavy snow had already covered the ground, and the three of them could leave clear footprints on the ground when they walked up.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, and the three of Xu Fan walked there casually.

In fact, there was a transfer to see them off, but the three of them stubbornly refused this service.

To be precise, it is because the snowflakes are larger, but the weather has actually become less cold.

It really answered the phrase "It's not cold when it snows, but it's cold when the snow melts."

Xu Fan received a call from Fatty, and Zhao Feiyang said over there: "Old Xu, I have something to tell you."

Xu Fancai asked with his mobile phone on the snow-covered ground, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Feiyang said: "Just now, I received an invitation letter from Yangbenguo Luona Film Festival, as well as the Best Actor Award and Best Director Award for Luona Film."

Xu Fan was stunned for a while, then heard Zhao Feiyang explain: "To be precise, the invitation letter, the best director award, and the best actor award are all awarded to you."

Xu Fan asked curiously, "What the hell is this Luona Film Festival? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Zhao Feiyang said: "It's hard to say, this Luona Film Festival is a kind of film broadcast festival in Yangben, also known as the Luona Award, really few people have heard of it, if I didn't receive such an invitation , I haven’t heard of it either, do you know what the result I got after checking it?”

Xu Fan said with a smile: "Don't be tricky, speak quickly."

Zhao Feiyang didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "No one dares to accept the world's worst award."

Xu Fan was almost laughed out of anger, couldn't help but stop stepping on the snow, and said to Zhao Feiyang on the phone: "Are you sure it's the worst award? Then what does he mean by awarding it to me? He thinks the movie I made is too bad, Or is my directing technique too bad?"

Zhao Feiyang said: "Maybe there are both."

"Grass!"

Xu Fan couldn't hold back his swearing, his face changed drastically, but he couldn't find a place to vent his anger, so he asked Zhao Feiyang, "Has anyone else obtained it before?"

(End of this chapter)