This star is from the earth

[1900] The restaurant is quite famous in New York. Apart from the famous piano performance, the food and environment of the restaurant are also good.

Elegance and bloated coats do not match, so the heating in the restaurant is fully turned on, warm as spring, but not dull. It is a very good dining experience for the customers to pack lightly and have a warm lunch accompanied by elegant music in the cold winter.

The restaurant is located on a high place, and the large area of ​​transparent glass makes people commandeer and enjoy the modern scenery of the bustling city. Those who come here to patronize business are those who know how to enjoy themselves. At noon, although there is no direct sunlight, it is still bright.

The pianist finishes off a high-quality performance, and the patrons don't spare their applause.

Just now Zhang Yiman said that this pianist is very good. Han Jue also listened carefully, but because of his lack of piano skills, he couldn't make more judgments on the technique, and could only feel the laziness and gracefulness of jazz.

However, at this time, the sound of the piano was no longer important to Han Jue and Zhang Yiman.

"Why didn't I meet you earlier?" The voice of the little girl at the desk opposite was muffled. Red hair fell from the shoulders, covered the arms, and also hid the expression.

If it weren't for Han Jue's sensitive ears, her grievance would have been drowned in the applause around her.

After the luthier stood up to greet everyone, he left the piano.

Without the sound of the piano, the voices of people talking and laughing became louder.

Among the clear and lively noises, only those faint and trembling breaths confirmed the sadness of the little girl opposite Han Jue.

Han Jue didn't know what happened to Zhang Yiman in those few minutes just now, and he didn't know why she asked this when she came back, let alone why she was sad. But Han Jue knew that the little girl's sobbing made him feel his heart was being grabbed.

This is not the time to amuse someone with a few wisecracks. He should seriously respond to the little girl's sadness.

"Why do you ask that?" Han Jue said softly.

[Because...] Zhang Yiman opened his mouth with his eyes covered.

She took a breath.

[Because there are many, many. 】

Because she felt that if she had known Han Jue earlier, she would have confessed to him on the first day she knew Han Jue. It was fine if Han Jue agreed, or if he did not agree, she would pursue him until he agreed. Then talk about a sweet love with Han Jue.

She likes the smell of Han Jue, and also likes the feeling of skin contact with Han Jue, so she will be tired of being next to Han Jue every day, listening to his jokes to make herself laugh, and go together to complete her long-planned [Couple Must] A hundred things to do].

Not only taught him guitar and singing, but also taught him piano, erhu, and violin. If he writes songs, every song he creates is about her, and she sings it, or he sings it himself. After living together, if Han Jue talks about [little common sense in life], she will hit him, and she can just talk.

Exchange diaries with Han Jue once a week, and then she will keep Han Jue’s diary safe and secure, no one can take pictures, so she will write a hundred of his names in her diary a day, because She thought of him a hundred times a day.

Raise another dog, preferably a husky, and travel twice a year with the dog.

They usually participate in the show together. He is so smart that he won't let her be bullied by the host. This will not give him the opportunity to meet other female artists.

Then never break up, so that no one can take Han Jue away.

There are no exes, no pain, and no regrets.

However,

However.

She can't say anything about it.

So Zhang Yiman just shook her head and shook her rose-red hair without answering. Her tears ooze on the black sweater and can't be seen.

[There will be no chance in the future. ] she thought sadly.

Han Jue was quiet for a while, not waiting for Zhang Yiman's answer.

Han Jue and the others were the focus of some people present. At this time, the surrounding customers seemed to have noticed the movement on their side, so they quietly pointed their eyes, and what's more, they had already picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.

The ice cream placed between Han Jue and Zhang Yiman was slowly melting in the warm environment.

"Xiaoman?" Han Jue called out.

Zhang Yiman didn't move, only his shoulders trembled silently occasionally.

Han Jue touched his chin, thought for a while, then looked at Zhang Yiman and said slowly:

"I, I think the timing of our meeting is neither too early nor too late, it's just right."

Zhang Yiman's back undulated at different speeds.

Han Jue reached out and held back Zhang Yiman's drooping hair on the table to prevent them from getting wet.

"It's too late, it's not just right at all..." Zhang Yiman's nasal voice was full of grievances. Feeling that Han Jue didn't understand her at all, and she couldn't tell what was on her mind, her heart was filled with irritability, so she could only stamp her feet vigorously.

"Okay, okay, it's too late, too late." Han Jue saw Zhang Yiman's reaction fiercely, so he followed her words and quickly comforted her.

However, Zhang Yiman heard that Han Jue also said "too late", so he let out a wow, and felt even more sad.

Seeing that his words had the opposite effect, Han Jue was flustered and helpless. He has no experience in comforting girls seriously, so he can only be anxious for a while.

He quickly recalled how Zhang Yiman got through the difficulties when he was crying in the past.

It doesn't work to be clever, and it doesn't work to snicker, and it seems that following the other party's meaning doesn't work now...it may even have the opposite effect.

Unknowingly, Zhang Yiman has evolved to the stage of "unfathomable".

Now is not the time to sigh, Han Jue quickly stabilized Zhang Yiman.

"Just kidding, it's just right, just right, really," Han Jue hurriedly explained, "Look, you know what kind of person I was before, and objectively speaking, it's basically the same as what I said on the Internet. Oops. So it’s not okay to meet me earlier, then I may become the person you hate the most; and if we meet later, we may not have an intersection, because I may have quit the entertainment circle , won't be the singer who can play guitar and sing now. And you won't... get an ugly bear. So, I was at the best time, neither too early nor too late, just in time to meet you .”

Zhang Yiman felt that it was really like what Han Jue said, so she said quietly after a long while: "It's called Xiaolu, so it's not called ugly bear."

"..."

Han Jue ignored Sha Niu's strong ability to focus on key points and continued:

"Don't look at me as handsome, funny, talented, considerate, gentle and considerate now... But I was not like this a year ago. If you know me before, you will be glad that you only know me now."

Zhang Yiman disagreed, she said stubbornly: "No, even if I know my old uncle, I will never hate him!"

Han Jue smiled, noncommittal. Young people are always eager to prove themselves with enthusiasm, but reality often does not depend on people's will. If Zhang Yiman knew her predecessor, she would definitely be hurt.

Maybe not necessarily, because Father Zhang would definitely not sit and watch his daughter get hurt...

At this moment, the ice cream in front of the two had turned into a pool of liquid with extremely high sugar content. Customers at other tables have also finished eating, come and go, and new customers replace old customers.

Zhang Yiman stopped crying at this time, but only breathed calmly intermittently.

Han Jue asked the most fundamental question: "But why do you want to know me earlier?"

Zhang Yiman didn't know how to answer.

When he came, Zhang Yiman obviously wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but he couldn't hold back.

"Because..." Zhang Yiman hesitated to speak.

"Why?" Han Jue asked curiously.

Where Han Jue couldn't see, Zhang Yiman's eyes turned and blinked quickly, desperately trying to think of a reason.

"Because...because the world is warming now...and experts say..." Zhang Yiman wrote in a nasal voice.

Han Jue thought he needed to drink some ice cream water to keep from patting that little head like a watermelon.

"Excuse me, excuse me." A voice suddenly sounded from the side of their table.

The visitor spoke English.

Han Jue raised his head and found that it was the pianist who played just now.

As the matter got closer, Han Jue discovered that the pianist was a handsome young man with unusually clean eyes. The strength is good but there is no arrogance in the slightest, and the aura is very low-key.

"Mr. Han, could you please sign it for me?" The young man shyly handed out a booklet and a marker, then scratched his head and said, "My girlfriend likes your songs very much."

The other party probably rarely asks celebrities for autographs, so I don't know that celebrities generally don't like to be disturbed when eating, especially when they are dating.

However, Han Jue took the brochure and said, "Yes."

"Thank you." The young man clenched his fists, a little happy, and then announced his girlfriend's name.

Zhang Yiman couldn't understand what they said, so he kept lying on his stomach without showing his head.

"By the way," when Han Jue returned the booklet to the other party, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, "If no one is using the piano in your restaurant, can I borrow it?"

one. Happy Tanabata everyone. Watch the update at this time... Everyone is their own dog, don't hurt each other.