Lan Jia's Han Xiyou

Han Xiyou went back to his old nest as if nothing happened, and announced that he would give himself a three-day vacation, and Lan Jia was also given a three-day vacation. These three days, Han Xiyou seemed to have evaporated from the world. Lan Jia didn't feel much at first. Then I started to worry gradually.

He couldn't get through to Han Xiyou on the phone, and there was no reply to all the messages he sent. He asked Zhang Qin for help, and Zhang Qin also encountered the same situation as him.

After twelve o'clock on the third day, Lan Jia sat up from the bed holding the tablet. Han Xiyou posted a post on Weibo just now, which was about the MV.

Lan Jia nervously clicked on it and saw a few lines of words appearing on the screen, Nan Feng Late Return, singer Han Xiyou, composer Han Xiyou, and lyricist Han Xiyou.

The beginning of the MV is a scene of them working. The two people in the camera are really like a pair of lovers who love each other deeply. Although this segment is only 1 minute long, this kind of love can be conveyed through the camera.

But the camera shot of Lan Jia's home did not appear. In the dark house, only Han Xiyou stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a photo in his hand, which was the scene at the beginning of the MV just now.

The screen jumps again to the scene where Han Xiyou is cooking with Lan Jia in his arms. The happiness flowing between the two suddenly makes people feel sad. Then there is no warm sunshine in the kitchen, and the smiling face of his lover is replaced by Messy wine bottles and Han Xiyou who was already insanely drunk.

Lan Jia understands that all the warm pictures are Han Xiyou's memories.

The sweet kiss of the lovers in the park in the middle of the street seems to be full of bitterness, and the part of memories ends here abruptly, and the content of the picture becomes Han Xiyou in a daze, smiling, and sad in different scenery... Time gradually fades with the leaves falling and the snow melting Passed by, three years later, when Han Xiyou came to Jiexin Park again, the person he loved finally appeared on the bench in front of the fountain, his eyes were still as warm as before.

Han Xiyou's singing is full of unconcealable sadness. The south wind returns late. The whole song is full of sadness, both in words and music. However, the last scene of the MV gives people infinite reverie, with a touch of warmth and shallow hopes.

Lan Jia hugged her knees and played it over and over again. The soreness of her nose followed the song repeatedly. The sadness in her heart was infinitely magnified in this dark, quiet and empty room, until the sound of opening the door sounded in the living room.

Lan Jia rushed out of the bedroom barefoot, and when she saw Han Xiyou dragging the suitcase and turning on the light, she rushed over and hugged him tightly.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you answer my phone? Why did you come back?" Lan Jia's voice was full of grievance and worry. He wanted to hold back his tears, but big tears still fell down.

Han Xiyou let go of the luggage in his hand and hugged the person in front of him, and said with a smile, "Why are you crying like this? Are you afraid I'll lose it?"

Lan Jia wanted to refute, but his mouth was choked up intermittently. He just suddenly felt sad, sad because of Han Xiyou. This MV seems to be Han Xiyou's past, so... what about the ending?He still loves Meng Lin, waiting for him to come back?

Han Xiyou picked up Lan Jia and sat down on the sofa, took out a few tissues to wipe the tears of the person sitting on him, and said in a gentle tone that had never been seen before, "I'm going to work, have you watched the MV?"

Lan Jia hugged Han Xiyou, buried her head in his shoulder and nodded.

Han Xiyou kissed him on the forehead, looked at Lan Jia's wide-eyed eyes and looked at himself and burst out laughing, "Look at me with this expression?"

Lan Jia pointed to himself and then to him, and muttered to himself, "So it's true that you got into the drama too deeply?"

"Idiot!" Han Xiyou smacked his forehead heavily, "How can anyone get into the drama too deeply in an afternoon? You are really not smart if you say you are stupid."

Lan Jia stared blankly at Han Xiyou, swallowed after a while, and asked the question she asked when they first met: "Then do you want to date me?"

Han Xiyou pecked his pink lips, "Yes."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Lan Jia stood up and yelled around the sofa, then suddenly stood in front of Han Xiyou and asked seriously, "Do you want to date me?"

Han Xiyou nodded, smiled and spread his arms, "Yes!"

Lan Jia rushed over to hug him, excitedly said: "Wow! I'm so cool!"

Han Xiyou pulled him away and asked, "You are so cool? Why?"

Lan Jia happily said: "Aren't I cool? I conquered the male god, how cool!"

Han Xiyou looked at him funny, why is this idiot so cute?

"I'll be your boyfriend from now on, right? Tell your husband to listen!" Lan Jia looked at Han Xiyou expectantly.

Han Xiyou smiled, and carried him back to the bedroom, "What's your name?"

Lan Jia pressed Han Xiyou's hand and blushed with laughter, "I was wrong, I was wrong."

The sound of the tablet next to it suddenly became louder, and the atmosphere cooled down instantly.

Lan Jia probed the tablet to turn off the MV, leaned in front of Han Xiyou and asked pitifully, "Do you still like Meng Lin?" Although he is not as cute or beautiful as me, his cooking must not be as delicious as mine. The quality is not as good as mine.

Han Xiyou pinched his face and pulled him, and asked inexplicably, "Are you an idiot? Why is he worthy of my liking? Or do you think I have to like him for so many years even if I am so cheap that I am abandoned?"

Lan Jia opened the MV and slid the video to the end, pointed to himself in the camera and asked, "He's back, Nanfeng is coming back late, aren't you waiting for him to come back?"

"I just want to give myself an end, and I want to give myself a happy ending for those irreparable regrets." Han Xiyou hugged Lan Jia into his arms, and said softly, "Now, are you willing to be my new starting point? "

Lan Jia raised her head and kissed Han Xiyou on the chin, "Well, I will still be your end, I will have your end."

Han Xiyou was lying on the bed with Lan Jia in his arms, his life seemed to have changed suddenly, and he felt like the reconstruction after the earthquake was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

People are always like this, the more you can't let go of things, the easier it is to push yourself to a dead end, and go back and forth in the endless sorrow, spring and autumn, and you can't see the sunshine outside, but you always think that there is no sunshine in this world.

Many unfortunate people can't break through the cocoon they set up for their entire lives, but there are also many lucky people who wait for someone to help them tear the cocoon.

Han Xiyou is a lucky person.

Lan Jia touched Han Xiyou's face, and said with great anger, "Hey, just cry when you're sad, but if you meet Meng Lin in the future, you must give him a big roll of your eyes. You can cry but you can't be cowardly! Do you understand?"

Han Xiyou held his hand and asked, "Why did I give him a big roll of my eyes? Also, I don't want to cry at all."

Those sadness, those heartaches, those tears, those betrayals, all those embarrassments belong to the past Han Xiyou, now he is very happy, he just wants to smile and hold this person's hand and walk on, never letting go.

"That's right, just ignore him, treat him like air, and piss him off!" Lan Jia pouted, like a child giving bad ideas to a bullied friend.

Han Xiyou nodded, "We show our affection and make him mad."

Lan Jia nodded in agreement, his eyes glistened, and he chattered endlessly with his fingers. When he looked up again, Han Xiyou had already fallen asleep.

Lan Jia moved slightly, then kissed him on the mouth, "Good night, boyfriend!"