A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

The mountain breeze blew by, but the guitar music in Su Fan's hands continued.

In the rest area, several tourists who were about to return to their vehicles stopped and looked over in the direction of the singing.

Someone recognized Su Fan, but instead of rushing forward, they stood a short distance away and listened quietly.

The live stream camera zoomed in slightly.

Su Fan's fingers moved across the strings, and the previously expansive singing gradually became more serene.

The first few lines express people's yearning for freedom.

But if you walk in the direction of your heart, you will eventually experience more than just the initial excitement of setting off.

As Jiang Yi listened to the melody, his tapping slowed down.

Su Fan lowered his head, changed to a different chord, and when he spoke again, his voice sounded like he was recounting an experience he had already gone through.

"Through the dark years"

I also felt anxious

The moment you lower your head

Only then did I realize the path beneath my feet.

……

When Su Fan sang this part, her voice became more serene.

The yearning for freedom that came before has gained weight here after weathering the storm.

Everyone may have gone through a period when they can't see the direction.

I've worked hard for a long time, but I haven't gotten the result I wanted.

I want to move forward, but I don't know where to land next.

Back then, I would always stare into the distance, and the more I looked, the more I felt that I was still very far from where I wanted to go.

But when I looked down, I realized that all these years had not been in vain.

Those sleepless nights, the accomplishments, and the steps taken despite hesitation have all woven together to form my own path.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi's gaze shifted slightly.

He recalled that when the band first started, after rehearsals, the members would chip in to have a meal.

At that time, no one knew whether continuing to sing would have any outcome.

Looking back now, it was those difficult days that brought them to where they are today.

The highway behind the camera continues to stretch forward, but the listeners each recall the journey they themselves have taken.

After a few strums, the melody gradually unfolds upwards.

Su Fan raised his head, and his voice became more relaxed.

The hesitation in the song just now seems to have finally found a direction to move forward.

On the distant mountain ridge, the clouds slowly parted, revealing a clear sky.

Everyone wait and see how Su Fan will sing this song and put its name on it.

Just then, his voice rose again.

The free world in my heart

so clear

blooming and never dying

Blue Lotus

……

The guitar music continued forward, but the melody seemed to linger in the listener's heart.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone understood why the song was called that.

It doesn't describe the color or shape of a flower, yet it makes one feel as if they can see that after experiencing confusion, there is still a clear place in their heart, where they retain the direction they initially wanted to go.

From longing to confusion, and then to the present moment, the emotions of the entire song unfold in this way.

Su Fan didn't deliberately sing in a very intense way, but there was always a firm strength in her voice.

Many people at the scene, who had been swaying gently to the music, fell silent.

They looked up at the distant mountains and suddenly felt that the song perfectly complemented the scenery before them.

With the vastness of the world, the tangled thoughts in my mind seemed to ease somewhat for the time being.

In front of the camera, Su Fan lowered his head and plucked the strings of the zither, letting the lingering charm of those words remain in the wind.

As the last note faded, Su Fan gently pressed his hand on the string.

The rest area was quiet for a moment, then applause broke out.

Several tourists who stopped to listen to the music also joined in the applause.

Someone was recording a video with their phone until the song ended, only to realize they had forgotten to lower their arm the whole time.

Jiang Yi smiled and shook his head: "You've really kept me busy the whole way."

Su Fan hugged the guitar to his chest and laughed, "I didn't ask you to accompany me, why are you getting tired?"

"My hands may be idle, but my mind is certainly not."

The people around them all laughed.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

"After listening, the first thing to do is check how many days of your annual leave you have left!"

"Once Upon a Time in You" reminds me of the past, while "Blue Lotus" makes me think about what's to come!

"Just one guitar, and it gave me goosebumps! I need the studio version, I have to listen to this song forever!"

"I was initially watching other people's travels, but now I'm starting to plan my own!"

"I thought the song title was a bit strange at first, but then I suddenly remembered it by the end!"

"I've never been to Tibet, but I've saved this rest stop as a memento. Next time I pass by, I'd like to stop and listen to this song!"

"Master Su, tell me honestly, did the tourism department send you to persuade us to go out?"

"Those in the tourism and cultural sector, they certainly don't have that kind of ability. They're probably slapping their thighs in front of the screen right now!"

……

Meanwhile, in an ordinary apartment, Zhou Hang turned down the volume of his live stream and picked up his phone.

He scrolled through his contacts a few times, found a familiar name, and dialed it.

The call connected, and the other person asked lazily, "What's up? Not catching up on sleep this weekend, and suddenly you want to call me?"

Zhou Hang didn't respond to his joke, but instead asked, "Have you watched Su Fan's live stream?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"He just sang 'Blue Lotus,' I'll send it to you, you can listen to it."

The other person laughed and said, "Trying to drag me to watch the live stream again?"

"No." Zhou Hang sat down on the sofa, looked at the mountain view on the computer screen, paused for a few seconds, and then said, "I want to go for a walk."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a laugh: "You've said that quite a few times before."

Zhou Hang smiled, but did not refute.

After graduating from university, they said they would find time to travel together.

At first, I didn't have money; later, I got a job, but then I didn't have time.

When you finally get a few days off, you always want to catch up on sleep and take care of things at home first. In the end, when the holiday is over, you end up with a few more unused travel guides in your favorites folder.

He glanced down at the calendar beside him and said, "I listened to 'The You of the Past' a few days ago and felt like setting off. I even looked up the route, but then I closed it."

"And this time?"

"This time, I don't want to just watch others."

My friend didn't answer immediately. After a while, he asked, "Where are you planning to go?"

"Let's see how many days we can free up, then we'll choose a place, whether it's far or near, we have to actually go out."

The other person's tone became serious: "I should be able to take a few days off next month. I'll ask on Monday."

"Okay, I'll go ask too."

"Don't wait until I've invited you before you say you can't get away."

Zhou Hang smiled and replied, "No, I'll send you your free time tonight, and we'll set a date first."

After hanging up the phone, he didn't continue looking through the guides he had saved for a long time.

Instead, he opened his calendar and carefully looked at his work schedule.

In the live stream, the convoy set off again.

Zhou Hang sat on the sofa, looking at the road stretching into the distance, and sent a follow-up message to his friend.

"What I just said counts."