Lan Jia's Han Xiyou

Meng Lin's farewell party came as scheduled. The venue was chosen at the city gymnasium. The ticket price was very low, but considering the capacity of the venue, the number of tickets sold was limited. In order to allow more fans to see the farewell party, there was an open A giant screen was set up.

As the only guest, Han Xiyou took a little longer to participate than in the past. The arrangement this time was completely negotiated between Zhang Qin and the other party's manager, so when the MV of Nanfeng Late Return appeared on the screen, it was not only Han Xiyou, but also Zhang Qin. I was taken aback.

She had watched the process of the farewell party from the beginning. She had carefully read the program and the series of interactions. There was no Nanfeng Wangui in it. What is Meng Lin doing?

Han Xiyou and Lan Jia sat side by side in the backstage lounge, listening to the familiar melody outside, couldn't help feeling worried.

Meng Lin's voice is not as mellow and magnetic as Han Xiyou's, but it contains great tenderness. Nanfeng Wangui was sung by him, and the love and sweetness in it became more delicate.

"The Southern Wind Returns at Night was not originally in today's list, but I still want to take this opportunity to sing it to you. A lot of things have happened since I returned to China. I am very grateful to you who have always supported me. Today is mine. Farewell party, farewell, there is always a lot to say."

Meng Lin slightly stood aside to reveal the whole picture of the MV behind, which was the moment when Han Xiyou and Lan Jia were kissing in the park.

"Han Xiyou is my good friend. No matter before or after, he is very happy now. I am very happy that he can find an excellent lover, so please join me in wishing them well."

Meng Lin's voice gradually began to choke, and many fans below had already begun to wipe their tears.

"And what I want to say most today are actually three words, which I have always owed to Han Xiyou... I used to be very cowardly and selfish. I fled abroad alone and let you face those things alone. I haven't had the courage to come back for so many years. Nanfeng returned late, and now that I'm back, although it may be really late, no matter whether you can forgive me or not, I want to sincerely say sorry to you."

"Han Xiyou, I'm sorry."

Han Xiyou pinched his brows and smiled. Probably from today onwards, both of them can let go of the past. The past will follow the wind, and there is no apology, and there will be no letting go of the past.

Lan Jia squeezed his hand tightly, trying to wrap it in her palm, "He will find his own happiness in the future."

"Yeah." Han Xiyou felt relaxed, Zhang Qin also breathed a sigh of relief, Meng Lin is too scary.

When it came to the interactive session, the guests should have been invited up, but Meng Lin's voice said through the microphone, "The family members of our guests will be invited to come up first, Lan Jia."

Han Xiyou, Zhang Qin and Lan Jia were stupid again, what's the matter?Zhang Qin tried his best to resist the urge to beat Meng Lin's manager, and patted Lan Jia on the shoulder, "Don't worry, it's just an ordinary interaction session, go ahead."

Lan Jia glanced at the two of them and walked hesitantly towards the front desk, thinking that at least he was also someone who had attended press conferences and made headlines of entertainment stars, so he was neither nervous nor nervous.

But what if Meng Lin asked him to sing?When Lan Jia thought of asking him to sing, he became very nervous again.

The fans in the audience couldn't turn the corner for a while. From their point of view, the relationship between Meng Lin and Lan Jia should be a rival in love. Even if it wasn't that way, they shouldn't be standing on the same stage in such harmony as they are now. ?

Meng Lin walked up to him and hugged his shoulders, and said: "Everyone should be familiar with him, so I won't introduce too much, since today is my farewell party, I have to ask for some gifts. ?”

The audience shouted in unison, "Yes!"

Lan Jia was stunned, there was nothing on him, and he anxiously looked backstage, but couldn't see anything.

"Uh, gift... gift..." Lan Jia had an idea, "If you want to see the gift, you have to call a name with me."

I don't know which fan took the lead to shout Han Xiyou, and the people below immediately boiled up.

"Han Xiyou! Han Xiyou! Han Xiyou!"

When Han Xiyou came out with a box in his arms, Lan Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he wasn't too embarrassed.

Han Xiyou stood next to Meng Lin holding the box, and said to the following: "The box is a gift for Meng Lin and a gift for everyone. Guess what it is?"

After Han Xiyou finished speaking, he guessed that he had everything, food, clothing, and utility.

"Here is Meng Lin's new album. It hasn't been released yet. Today, I will ask him to sign it on the spot and send it to you at random."

Lan Jia looked at him suspiciously, they didn't bring anything when they came here, where did these things suddenly come from?

Han Xiyou raised his eyebrows proudly at Lan Jia. He really didn't prepare a gift, but just now he thought of the sample that he was going to show Meng Lin, and it would be a good gift.

Fans shouted their names excitedly, and Meng Lin began to sign and draw numbers. There were only a dozen or so samples, so this session ended quickly.

However, as soon as the last fan turned and walked off the stage, Meng Lin felt himself being pushed out. At the same time, Han Xiyou was also thrown to the ground, and then there were screams.

Lan Jia tried to move her arms and gasped involuntarily, then looked at Meng Lin who was pushed away and Han Xiyou who was being pressed down by him, it's okay, it's okay, he sacrificed a happy family.

Everything happened so fast, Meng Lin didn't know what expression to show when he saw the ceiling lamp that suddenly fell down, was he possessed by the broom star?

Han Xiyou turned over and lifted the shelf that was pressing on Lan Jia's arm, and lightly touched his arm with a livid face. There were bloodstains on it, and there were some fine shards of glass. He knelt beside Lan Jia and wiped his surroundings Sweeping away the sundries, seeing his pain-bearing face made me feel so distressed.

Fortunately, the ambulance arrived soon. Lan Jia's arm was not seriously injured, but was slightly fractured. After cleaning the glass shards on the surface of the skin and putting on a plaster cast, he was fine. He didn't need to be hospitalized and went home to recuperate.

Han Xiyou sat outside the emergency room with a stinking face, Zhang Qin and Meng Lin's manager who rushed over later stood aside to discuss this matter, 90.00% of this kind of accident was caused by the staff's mistakes.

If Lan Jia hadn't protected the two of them, the row of overhead lights would have knocked on them, and one and a half of Han Xiyou and Meng Lin would have been disabled.

Lan Jia came out from the inside and stood in front of Han Xiyou, bent down and touched his head, and said with a smile, "Why are you so stinky, the doctor said it's not serious, are you okay?"

Han Xiyou didn't care about the public, so he pressed his neck and kissed him. From the moment Lan Jia entered the emergency room, his heart seemed to be jumping out. In just a few days, he experienced two life and death partings. There is no danger, but he still breaks out in a cold sweat.

Han Xiyou left his lips and touched the plastered forearm of his right hand, his movements were extremely gentle, "Does it still hurt?"

Lan Jia smiled and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt, don't worry."

I don't know why he felt a sense of relief when he saw the lamp falling down. He had been very uneasy in the office before, always thinking that something would happen.

Although there was an accident now, everyone is fine, so he can feel at ease.

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