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Xu Fan's die-hard fans naturally flocked to the scene. In just a short while, Gu Yuwei's live stream had already gathered a large number of fans, and more and more people were continuously joining.

"Is Brother Fan really in Harbin? Streamer, don't lie to me, my fragile heart can't take being deceived."

"My goodness, does Brother Fan have teleportation ability? After Hangzhou, he went to Chengdu, then to Beijing, and now he's in Harbin. Brother Fan, please come to our Jincheng!"

"Waiting for you in Chang'an, Brother Fan, where are you?"

"Brother Fan, Brother Fan, holy crap, Brother Fan is really here! Where is this? Is this a tavern in Rongcheng?"

"Shut upstairs. This is Harbin. Didn't you see that Brother Fan is wearing a coat? It looks very cold."

"I'm in Harbin, Brother Fan, where are you? I'm coming to find you."

Gu Yuwei had no intention of revealing the address, and she remained silent.

Because she knew very well that the netizens flocked there all wanted to see Xu Fan sing.

All they need to do is sit back and reap the benefits, and gain a wave of followers.

There's no need to say too much at this time and cause unnecessary discussion.

Besides, being able to hear Xu Fan sing in person is definitely something to be happy about.

Although I've experienced it once before.

But that experience was truly horrible.

This time, I must leave a good impression. Maybe I can talk to Brother Fan and brag about it when we go out to find the next generation of talents, that I at least know Xu Fan.

Thinking about this, she couldn't help but smile.

I'm really happy.

It's really lucky to have met Xu Fan in this somewhat cold city.

She glanced instinctively at the other people in the tavern.

Looking over, he saw Han Zilu staring at him.

That girl is so beautiful, that was Gu Yuwei's first thought. She wanted to take another look, but then she noticed that the music had already started.

The live stream was still lively, but the appearance of the piano music instantly silenced the fans.

Gu Yuwei turned around seriously and began to listen to the song.

The intro to this song is very short, but it's outrageously beautiful.

Xu Fan's voice followed, and Gu Yuwei was surprised and wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Because it sounds really good.

The reason we feel attached to a city is often because of a person.

She makes you miss her, and I miss her so much.

Central Avenue in Daoli District, fallen leaves fluttering in Daowai District

Drifting like you, pure white as snow

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===Chapter 258 Harbin in Snow===

A simple melody echoed through the quiet tavern.

The boss had turned off the music before Xu Fan started singing, but he was still taken aback when the sound came on.

This sound is exactly the same as the sound from the music that was playing just now.

He subconsciously looked at Xu Fan, who was quietly playing the guitar.

Looking at it this way, it's easy to see that he is indeed Xu Fan.

It's actually quite normal for people who like Xu Fan's songs not to know who Xu Fan is, since many people only listen to his songs but rarely pay attention to his photos.

But Xu Fan's black-rimmed glasses were really quite distinctive.

It's just that most people are afraid to admit it.

They rarely recognized him because no one believed Xu Fan would appear in their city.

A look of helplessness crossed Han Zilu's eyes.

The lyrics are simple, but very evocative.

People often fall in love with a city because of a person, just as many people fall in love with a city because of a song.

The reason why "Chengdu" became popular is because many people want to have someone to walk with on the street.

But even if you are far away from such a person, you will still miss them.

Fallen leaves flutter outside Central Avenue, drifting like you, pure white as snow.

It's still snowing in this city. Perhaps the snowflakes have already melted before they even hit the ground, but are the people in the story the same?

Han Zilu gazed at Xu Fan; she rarely showed such infatuation with anyone.

But she would always hate that person.

She was also thinking, "If only I had met you sooner."

Xu Fan's voice remains unchanged; the guitar melody and tone are very pleasant to listen to.

On a street without streetlights

I walked through snowy Harbin.

When the wind and frost tear apart the youthful face

In the South where there is no winter

If you encounter Harbin in the snow

Hold me tight, as if youth hasn't gone far.

Actually, the snowfall in Harbin wasn't heavy; it was just a light, drizzling snowfall that melted very easily.

But the street without streetlights—wasn't that the very street she and Xu Fan had just walked through?

Han Zilu listened to the song, thinking about the place she had just walked.

The words, "Hold me tight, let's pretend our youth hasn't faded away," stirred her heart.

She didn't know the meaning behind Xu Fan's lyrics, but she subconsciously felt comforted.

On this cold night, sometime after she had tried to die.

She was very grateful for Xu Fan's appearance, and even just watching him from afar made her happy.

Harbin looked a bit cold with the snow, but for some reason, Han Zilu felt really warm, even warmer than the hot water in her hands.

Gu Yuwei stared at Xu Fan, somewhat infatuated.

She has always liked Xu Fan's songs, although she didn't recognize him last time, which caused a big embarrassment.

But she just likes Xu Fan. Xu Fan always sings a song whenever he goes to a city. She was just guessing that Xu Fan might be going to sing a new song.

But when the song started playing, she knew it was a new song.

And that's how I made her fall completely in love with me.

She has been in Harbin for over a week and is flying to Chengdu tonight.

She appeared here with the same idea as Xu Fan and the others: they felt that since it was still early before registration, they might as well experience a different feeling in this snowy city.

So she was glad that the decision she made today allowed her to meet Xu Fan again.

She looked at Xu Fan; Xu Fan's guitar playing was really beautiful.

He looks good even with black-rimmed glasses, doesn't he?

His voice slowly drifted over.

Leave behind a story, filled with only two people.

We miss each other and never tire of it.

Time flies like water and smoke; who can relive it all?

May you be reborn in the Pure Land, engraved on the left.

Viewers in the live stream were already captivated by Xu Fan's singing.

This is especially true for fans who are already in Harbin.

Like Xu Fan, they felt the early snowfall in the city, and on the bitterly cold streets, they perhaps missed some people.

The stories in the lyrics seem to be experiences that everyone goes through.

Whether it's one person or two, there are always stories that require mutual longing, and they never tire of them.

Time and the past are like fleeting clouds; what's gone can never be relived.

Anyone would feel inexplicably sad at this moment.

"A masterpiece by Fan Ge, a city, a song, it's snowing in Harbin right now."

"I was in a small bar in Chengdu, but I suddenly thought of the snow falling in Harbin."

"This city is lonely, yet inexplicably sad. Fan Ge's voice and songs always manage to touch people's hearts. Maybe it's a certain lyric, maybe it's a certain note, but it's always like that."

"My heart is as cold as frost, like Harbin in the snow."

"I feel like I've always been alone, expressionless through the seasons. I've forgotten when I got used to this kind of life, I don't remember what a hug feels like, I've forgotten when we held hands. It's snowing, and I don't even dare to look back, after all, a line of footprints is too lonely."

"Actually, the snow in this city has only just begun, and it is still far from a heavy snowfall. But the biting cold sometimes intensifies the longing for those who have left, who will never come back."

Xu Fan was unaware of the online discussions; he hadn't been in the city for long.

Moreover, most of them were at Han Zilu's home, which is in the countryside.

He didn't know much about the city, but when he started singing this song, he immediately felt the emotions he was experiencing.

Unlike the Broken Bridge and Lingering Snow in Hangzhou, unlike Chengdu in Chengdu, unlike the silhouette of a person in Beijing.

This song, "Harbin in Snow," has a more distinctive flavor.

To be precise, it's colder and more biting.