Korean Entertainment's Sadness at the End of Winter

In the increasingly quiet concert scene, no one made any noise, and seemed to subconsciously hold their breath, listening to Han Bin's speech quietly.

In the psychedelic small room, Han Bin lowered his head and did not continue to narrate. Instead, he stared at the piano with ecstasy, his fingers gently caressed the keys of Mi Bai, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, with a trace of nostalgia .

The stretching of the lens became extremely slow, and each movement passed through the screen, like details slowed down countless times, falling in everyone's eyes.

Inexplicably, the audience at the scene was a little out of breath, their excited mood became dull, and the corners of their mouths curled up softly.

In their line of sight, only Han Bin was there.

"I once had a dream, which was to stand on the stage surrounded by thousands of people, sing to my heart's content, and share the joy of realizing dreams with everyone."

"On the stage, at an elevation angle of 45 degrees, you can see the psychedelic lights intertwined. At a glance, you are all cheering."

"Such a scene is my dream."

The soft lines of the side face became more and more supple, filled with a satisfied smile, Han Bin chuckled, and there was a yearning look in his eyes.

"Then, through six years of struggle, I realized such a seemingly illusory dream. Standing on the blurred stage, my fingers touched the light of the dream, and it was warm."

The faint voice, like telling a story, told it slowly.

Listening, I don't know why the eye sockets are wet, and the corners of the eyes are silently flickering with tears. The crystal light is the same as the cheering lights of the "House of Tears". Many emotional girls find it strange that they just want to cry.

"Xiao Hua, I don't know why, but I want to cry." A beautifully dressed girl said.Sniffed.

"Me too, and I'm very scared." Suzuki Xiaohua wiped the corners of her eyes and responded softly.

Heart palpitations, filled with a sense of panic, instinctively anticipating the emergence of certain scenes.The people at the scene were in extremely complicated moods, but no one asked questions.

""Confession of Tears" is a song and a story at the same time. I am really happy that you guys like it. Maybe I am not a competent singer and actor, but I am really sorry."

"I'm sorry, I can't be on the stage at this time, and I can't meet you, but I know your names. As the tears in the corners of Han Bin's eyes, thank you for your support."

"Because I... got something called stage fright. It seems to mean that I can't go on stage. It should be like this."

Han Bin rubbed his nose and showed an awkward smile. He was as bright as a big boy, exuding a peaceful atmosphere, and his voice was flat, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

but why.That kind of grateful apology sounds so worrying.

And why, that intermittent, hesitant voice.It was such a trembling in my heart.

Also, why do you still laugh? You obviously have a bright smile, but it looks like you feel distressed!

In front of the gate of the sports center, the gradually pale complexion, slightly retreating steps, evasive eyes, flustered expression, and scenes of neglected scenes slowly echoed in the minds of fans who love Han Bin.

Understood, as if growing up in an instant, many people became sensible, heavy-hearted, full of pity, and even began to sob.

It turned out that he suffered from stage phobia, a disease in which he could not see the stage scene surrounded by thousands of people, and could not sing on stage.

"But... why... Han Bin, why did you come to the concert... You are obviously very scared, so you don't have to come, we really like you, so don't force it."

Scattered voices, mixed with a faint cry, became brighter after half a ring, and distressed cries echoed in the huge sports center, especially the fans of "House of Tears". They covered their mouths hard, but waved desperately Start with glow sticks in your hands.

Because I like it, I understand it.To really like an idol is not to pursue him irrationally, but to understand his story from his voice.

"Did you hear that? Go back quickly, we can just listen to the music, you don't need to perform."

Have you ever seen such a fan, every sentence of shouting is trembling, but it is so cute.

move!In fact, it is so simple, the mutual understanding, coupled with distressed, short voices, make people have the urge to cry.

Ayumi Hamasaki, Hikaru Utada, Boa, TVXQ... and many others, they couldn't express how entangled their inner emotions were, and they had never seen the scene before them.

Fans who follow celebrities have always been a collection of fanatics. Most of them are irrational. They can like you for some trivial things, and then slander you for no reason.

However, fans who forgive idols in this way are full of faint crying voices of comfort, which is almost never seen.

"Just kidding, I'm here, how can I go back! You all stop making trouble, listen to me."

Han Bin raised his head slightly, and blinked his eyes lightly, as if he was suppressing the out of control of some emotions. The smile on his face was warm and moving.Most of these fans understand the story of "Confession of Tears".

"Ask why I'm still here, then let me ask you, why are you coming to the concert?" Han Bin's eyes sparkled.

The concert seemed to have become a fan exchange scene. They and Han Bin were talking with each other through the screen.

"Because we like you, we must come." This is how the fans responded.

Han Bin chuckled, his body gradually relaxed, he straightened his posture, glanced at the camera, and his eyes fell on the dazzling white piano.

"Thank you." Eyelids drooped, Han Bin took a breath, put his fingers on the keys, and said. "I'm just like you, so I'm here."

At this moment, calm down and listen to Han Bin's breathing, don't shout enthusiastically, just listen quietly, that's all.

"Actually, my dream has not come true yet, but I am still persistently waiting, waiting for a season of flowers to bloom in a certain year. This is my renewed wish."

"Today, I'm on the stage. Although it's just a one-person stage, you can watch and listen, okay?"

"Because of me, I once had a dream."

The chin is raised, the eyes are slightly squinted, and the small slits seem to catch a glimpse of sunlight.The corner of Han Bin's mouth gradually raised into a smile, he saw something.

The melody came out clearly, like a soft melody in the wind, sounded softly, and the slender fingers pressed gently on the dazzling white keys.

If only one wish could be granted

I only hope to meet you, the only one who gave me happiness

Can't you feel the sound of my heartbeat?

I stay here just to see you happy

I don't know if I can meet you again someday in the future

……

This is a melody without singing, only the rhythm of the notes, the clear music.Under Han Bin's performance, it slowly changed, adding a touch of inexplicable sadness, and the eyes would flood when listening to it.

The wish hidden in the melody echoes softly.Floating into everyone's heart, they closed their eyes.Relax your whole body.Listen to Han Bin's story without words.

Han Bin, who is he thinking about!

It's his younger sister, Han Xue, an actress' girl, with a shy little face that often smiles and bends her eyes.Smile quietly.

It's been almost six years, you haven't seen your brother, miss me?Han Xue.

When I came back again, it was with a new mindset.In a small No. [-] practice room, the warmth of the girls gradually softened my heart, and gradually, I stopped being sad.

And you are still asleep, maybe I can't bear to wake you up, but I hope to meet you again in a season of blooming flowers.

Now I'm back, just because I miss you, I can't stay in a world without you, so I must come back.

You may not know how I feel when I know I can hold you home, I think it should be crazy.

I haven't seen you for more than half a year, Han Xue, do you miss me?

……

If the melody is not sad, then they will not cry. The clear piano sound is like a story full of longing, whispering softly, telling a very distressing story.

Unable to hold back the flood of tears, the corners of her eyes began to sparkle and glisten, falling down drop by drop, landing on the back of her hand, and breaking into a beautiful splash.

Today, everyone in the audience, cry with me!

Sobbing and choking sounded from time to time. Sadness seemed to be contagious, spreading from all around. All the people in the "House of Tears" held up the light sticks in their hands. They didn't need to cheer, they just waved them lightly.

They all cried, and even some male viewers felt a little wet in their eyes.

Ayumi Hamasaki, Hikaru Utada, and Boa squinted their eyes, immersed in the pure piano melody, and their eyelashes sparkled, listening to Han Bin's story quietly.

Han Bin didn't cry, maybe he couldn't cry, his fingers pressed the keys of the piano, his movements were obviously gentle, but it gave people a feeling of trying his best.

Believe that one day we will meet again, it turns out that he believes so firmly, just like believing in the sun.

The melody continued, the crying continued, and the usual lively concert scene fell into a world full of tears.

"The light of tears flowing from your pupils—"Story of Tears", my story, do you understand it?"

In his eyes, like rippling water, filled with ups and downs of emotions, he asked softly.

"Enn...understand...really understand..."

Many people lowered their heads, sniffed their noses fiercely, shook their bodies, raised their heads suddenly, put their fingers at the corners of their eyes, and put them in scissors hands, with tears glistening. Can you not be cute!

"It seems that you have a lot of people you miss, Han Bin!" Chen Yanbin raised his head with a complicated expression, and murmured. "Some things can't be touched, we all understand, so some things, only one person can bear, don't get involved..."

In the small room, Han Bin slowly stopped what he was doing, his body seemed to be frozen, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

And today's concert, many people remember one sentence.

He said, I once had a dream. (To be continued..)

ps: When writing this plot, I felt extremely complicated, and my eyes were a little wet at the time.

In reality, such a scenario is simply impossible.

And this novel is a fantasy, yearning for a better life.

Perhaps the illusory dream looks ridiculous.

But at least, everyone once had a dream.

I love this drama!