Chapter 25 Lonely Han Di

  "What about Chen Yinzi and Ouyang Hengxi?" They were his friends, they should take Han Di's music very seriously, right?

  "These two guys are not even worth mentioning, they don't have any feeling for my music. Music is my dream, but neither friends nor family support this dream of mine, huh...they all think I'm just messing around."

  "Is Han Di's dream to let the world hear his songs? To have countless people sing along to his tunes, feeling the emotions in his lyrics? Listening to Han Di's happiness... sadness... melancholy... joy? Is that so?" Wanting to convey something through music, sharing one's emotions...

  Was Han Di originally very lonely...?

  "Stars, you really understand me..."

  Xia Xingxian gently shook her head, "These are what I saw from your eyes, heard from your music."

  "Being with you, it always feels so subtle..." Han Di gazed into Xia Xingyun's eyes, "Very happy... Whether or not this feeling is what you want me to feel, but as long as I'm with you, I've felt it..."

  Happiness, joy, recognition, understanding... He felt all these things he wanted in her.

  "What should she say? It seems like she has someone she likes in her heart... So sorry, Han Di? But it's not something that can be said..."

  "Stars, Xia Xingxin... actually... I'm so lonely... so desolate..." Han Di's hoarse voice was blown gently into Xia Xingxin's ears by the wind. "Mom sent me to this house when I was very young and then disappeared... Dad, who is busy with work, occasionally comes here to see me briefly, and it takes a long time before we can meet again... I live alone in this house, so pitiful... so desolate..." Han Di tightly hugged his guitar, letting the surging tears flow out. All these hidden voices were spoken out to Xia Xingxin.

  "In Xia Xinghen's impression, 'Han Di...' was sunny and cheerful, but seeing him now, she realized that the 'him' she saw before was only on the surface..."

  "...so I fell in love with music. When I'm lonely, playing happy tunes makes me less lonely... when I'm sad, playing cheerful tunes makes me less sad...... but... dad doesn't like me playing music... we fought about it and now he hasn't visited me for a long time..."

  Xia Xingxin took out a tissue from her backpack and handed it to Han Di.

  Han Di glanced over but didn't take it.

  Xia Xingxin saw this, grabbed one of Han Di's hands and stuffed the tissue into his hand. "Wipe away your tears. I still prefer to see you smiling."

  Han Di held Xiatian's handkerchief, "...will I look ugly if I cry?"

  "No. It's because laughing makes you look like Han Di."

  Han Di suddenly burst out laughing, "Looks like I have a pretty good image in your mind..."

  "At least it's not sad."

  "Hmm! I'll smile happily." Han Di wiped away her tears, "The stars..."

  "Huh??"

  "I won't give up on you."

  “……”

  "Maybe it's too sudden today, you can't accept it for a while... but that's okay! We still have a long time to be together, let's take it slow~"

  "Korean flute..." Forget about her then. She really didn't want to make him sad, treating him as a friend.

  "Let's go have dinner, and after we finish eating, I'll send you back home. You still need to study, right? Can't delay the future pillar of our country. Let's go."

  After dinner at Han Di's home, Han Di drove his blue Lamborghini to send Xia Xingyin back home.

  "Thanks for sending me home, Handi, see you tomorrow."

  "No matter how busy you are, don't forget to write lyrics for me, you promised me."

  "Hmm! I remember it."

  "Go inside quickly."

  "Uh-huh. Bye-bye."

  Seeing Xia Xingyin's back disappear into the doorway, Han Di finally drove away.

  "Xīng xīn, why are you coming home so late today?"

  "Dad? Are you back?"

  "Yeah, it's rare for our company not to have overtime today. Hey, are you changing the subject?"

  "Nope, just went to Zhen Shu's house and played for a bit." Had to tell a lie. Sorry, dear old dad.

  "Didn't you go on a date with that handsome guy?"

  "Dad! What did you say?..."

  "Just kidding. Haha."

  I knew he was joking, but this joke is... too accurate?

  I went back to my room to study.

  "Alright, go ahead. My dear daughter~"

  "Dad, you seem to be in a good mood. Is it because Mom hasn't been home for the past few days?"

  "Hey! Don't talk nonsense. If your mom hears this and misunderstands, your dad will be in trouble!"

  "Me too, just kidding~"

  After playing with her father for a while, Xia Xingxin returned to her room, threw her school bag onto the desk and started studying.

  "Drip, drip, drip!"

  "Who's calling me at this time......" I took out my mobile phone, and the screen showed an unfamiliar number, but this unfamiliar number seemed a bit familiar...I remembered! It was the same number that sent her a text message telling her not to accept Han Di's guitar. Good, I'll ask him why he sent such a text message to her.

  "Hello."

  "...". The phone was answered, but there was no sound on the other end.

  Xia Xingxin took down the phone from her ear and looked at the call timer, which was still counting, indicating that the call had been connected.

  "Hello?"

  There was still no response from the other side.