At that ti, he rely opened it on a whim, initially only thinking the tune was beautiful and pleasant despite having never heard it before. Even soone like him, who didn’t quite understand music, couldn’t help but want to keep listening.
When the surroundings faded away leaving only the lodious tune echoing in his ears, a thought popped into his mind: good music can make your ears pregnant!
By the ti a clear face appeared on the screen, he nearly dropped the iPad in his hand, thinking he was hallucinating, because no matter how hard he tried, he could never let go of a certain person, instinctively transplanting her face onto the video protagonist’s.
He watched that video several tis, finally confirming that it wasn’t his subconscious playing tricks on him, rather, the protagonist in the video was indeed soone he knew.
Originally, he thought he could forget about her by imrsing himself in busy work, yet because of this video, a series of thoughts and emotions he shouldn’t have were unleashed uncontrollably.
His rational mind was completely commandeered by an unknown and unprecedented strong emotion, uncontrollably dialing her number with his personal phone.
As he heard the "beep beep" sound through the receiver, it was as if he could see his own ECG involuntarily dancing to that rhythm.
When the sound on the phone turned into a long "beep," the heart diagram marked a smooth, unwavering straight line, no longer rising and falling!
He thought that because she didn’t answer, he would give up, but a few hours later, as if driven by an outside force, he dialed that familiar yet rarely called number again using his assistant’s phone.
This ti, the call was unexpectedly picked up after four or five rings.
The full heart and mind of joy Fang Kai felt were extinguished by her single call of "Brother Chao."
After a long silence, he awkwardly pieced together the dignity she had inadvertently shattered, saying he wasn’t Ah Chao, but Fang Kai.
Her voice was cleaner and crisper than he rembered, like a refreshing breeze injected into the suffocating heat of midsumr.
Clean, fresh, making one involuntarily want to close their eyes and take a few deep breaths.
He asked her to dinner in the evening, and she said she happened to have sothing going on.
He couldn’t express the disappointnt, yet being with her always feels like riding a roller coaster; just as the car plumts into the abyss, it suddenly speedily climbs to the peak.
She said to et the night after tomorrow, and she would treat.
Who treats is not important; what matters is, through this, he can see her, whom he hasn’t seen in months!
Fang Kai didn’t continue to check or investigate whether the protagonist in the video was Si Han, he just took out his personal phone and dialed Si Han’s number once more.
Si Han’s phone on the table rang imdiately, after three rings, when Si Han placed it in her palm and lit up the screen, the ringtone stopped.
"This is my phone number. I didn’t know you don’t answer unfamiliar calls."
In truth, he still sowhat cared; the fact that she didn’t answer his call that day yet answered Brother Chao’s.
Knowing that his personal number is known only by family mbers, friends, Brother Chao, and Director Sun, and no one else, he still couldn’t hold back his concern.
Si Han was slightly taken aback, seeing the missed call tally displayed as "2" next to the phone number, she recalled not answering that unfamiliar call during a lecture in the large classroom that day.
"It wasn’t that I didn’t answer, it was that I happened to be in class that day, I was about to pick up when the professor noticed , almost dragged to the podium to stand as punishnt!"
Si Han was speaking truthfully, but Fang Kai took it as her comforting him; yet even if it was comfort, his heart felt considerably relieved.
Looking at her smiling brows and eyes, he sincerely said, "Sorry, did the professor write you on the blacklist?"
Si Han pursed her lips slightly and shook her head, "No, I’m a good student with no bad records."
Indeed, Si Han’s life resu has no dark history. Even now juggling multiple roles, she still strives to attend classes and take notes, and if she misses monthly exams, she obediently applies to retake them.
"The movie will begin its promotion in December, will you manage to handle it?"
Although Fang Kai hadn’t attended much schooling himself, theoretically he should have no common topics with Si Han, but he rarely gets a chance at a conversation topic, so he followed it through.
Of course, he was genuinely concerned about her.
Watching her seemingly slender fra juggling acting, studies, and probably a fair number of advertisents, could she handle it?
"Mmm, still alright! The teachers and classmates take good care of , so it’s not too strenuous."
Compared to those classmates who think of fun places to go and delicious food to eat after classes, besides studying but also beautifully enjoying love, Si Han certainly is diligent.
But for her, the current busy life where her feet barely touch the ground is exactly what she wants.
She firmly rembers the saying: what you give may not be proportional to what you gain, but if you don’t give at all, your gain is forever zero.
This is a bowl of dull soul chicken soup, but if changed to a mathematics formula, it’s simple and easy to understand. Giving X ratio = gain, if the giving is 0, no matter how high your ratio is, the gain is eternally 0.
Of course, Si Han rarely shares these thoughts with anyone.
After all, in most people’s eyes, a wealthy young lady with a significant family background like her only needs to know how to eat, drink, and have fun, comfortably being her carefree self.
And most people seem to also include Fang Kai.
"You’re still young, you could finish university first and then strive and fight, it’s not too late."
Fang Kai indeed didn’t quite understand why a rich young lady like Si Han would have to fight like him, soone coming from a poor background with no choice but to struggle on this path?
"So things don’t have a set ti to be done, right? When opportunities co, you must grasp them well."
Si Han spoke lightly; the opportunities she referred to naturally were Director Sun’s discerning eye.
"Si Han, this girl, is truly rare!" Director Sun, who had been chatting with Luo Qingru and others, suddenly chid in.
Being praised publicly made Si Han feel quite embarrassed, in front of this group of seasoned old hands, she was genuinely quite green. However, now, she can handle such occasions needing laughter naturally.
Surely she knew how to adjust the atmosphere, "Director Sun, today isn’t so accolade ceremony! Although I’m the one treating guests today, you don’t have to say good things to ensure everyone eats well and is satisfied."
Saying this, she got up to refill tea for Director Sun and several seniors.
"Of that, I’m not worried, you’re not short of money!"
Apart from Luo Qingru and Jiang Tao, the other three people present were very familiar with Si Han’s background.
Even though Luo Qingru and Jiang Tao weren’t precisely aware of the formidable figure backing Si Han, from her words and the stance of her brothers, it must be a prominent and influential family.
Perhaps, her backing is none other than the Ji Family which controls much of R City’s economic lifeline.
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