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That boy had been here before.

Xu Fan looked at the live stream camera and said, "I hope everyone likes this love song, 'Autumn Never Returns.' May this autumn no longer be sad, and may the world be filled with joy. May you let go of what you should let go of while listening to this song. Keep going!"

Xu Fan's last words were addressed to everyone who has ever experienced heartbreak, as well as to the netizen and fan named Qiu Shang.

As he said this, he gave a thumbs up and flashed what he thought was a very handsome smile.

Netizens were discussing it, and Xu Fan chatted casually. After a while, Xu Fan turned off the live stream amidst a barrage of "Goodnight" messages from fans.

Xiao Pu looked at Xu Fan and said, "You sang really well."

Xu Fan chuckled softly and said, "Am I being narcissistic? Of course!"

Xiao Pu nodded and said, "If you say that, it's because you're confident."

Xu Fan stood up and said, "I think you're praising me."

Xiao Pu said very seriously, "I'm just praising you."

Seeing Xiao Pu's serious expression, Xu Fan walked over and extended his hand.

He subconsciously wanted to pat Xiao Pu's head, but suddenly realized that it wasn't the right time for him to pat her head, so he awkwardly withdrew his hand.

That damn head-patting habit.

Xu Fan cursed himself inwardly, then said with a smile, "It's getting late, do you want me to take you home?"

Xiao Pu glanced at the time and wanted to say: Actually, it's still early.

But when it came to her lips, it became just one word: "Mmm!"

Xu Fan felt a strange sense of regret, not a real regret, but just a touch of reluctance in his heart.

"Let's just say it's because I'm reluctant to part with it," he smiled and walked over to take a bottle of cola from the refrigerator, asking, "The ultimate comfort drink for couch potatoes, want a bottle?"

Xiao Pu shook her head and said, "I can't drink cold drinks."

Xu Fan felt a little embarrassed, so he opened the bottle and took a sip by himself.

This wasn't the first time Xu Fan had driven Xiao Pu Huijia; he wasn't exactly an expert, as he always seemed to take a taxi.

But the process was pleasant, and Xiao Pu happily went upstairs.

Xu Fan took a taxi to go home.

In the taxi, he silently opened the system's task page.

Tonight's song also falls under the category of "spoiling the fans." Logically speaking, the slight difference should have been enough to fulfill the task of spoiling the fans, but there was no reminder.

So he looked at it carefully, and when he saw the progress of the fan appreciation task, he really wanted to swear.

Ninety-nine point nine percent.

It's 0.1 percent off.

In other words, if there were even just a tiny bit more, the task would be complete.

Feeling frustrated, Xu Fan had no choice but to ignore the mission and open Weibo.

I want to see how it goes on Weibo.

When he saw the topic of his new song "Autumn Never Returns" trending on social media, which had already climbed to third place, he couldn't help but smile.

I don't know if it's confidence or narcissism.

He subconsciously started the conversation: Xu has released a new song, a sad love song called "Autumn Never Returns".

The content of the discussion actually revolves around that sad story called "Autumn Lament," and of course, the focus is on Xu Fan's song. There is a lot of discussion about that story because the song really fits that story.

Xu Fan looked down from the top, and he didn't know how many there were, just a lot.

There were countless comments of all kinds. Xu Fan sat in the taxi with a smile on his face, grinning foolishly.

Sometimes, a sudden burst of happiness isn't about being smug; it's simply that when you're alone, such carefree laughter is actually quite pleasant.

When you're in a good mood, you're naturally happy.

But when the driver heard this, he couldn't help but wonder if he had picked up something.

He couldn't help but ask, "Hey, are you watching this as a joke or just trying to scare me?"

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===Chapter 303 One Phone Call After Another===

Xu Fan was taken aback, coughed lightly, and silently closed Weibo.

Then they tried to wear masks to conceal their identities more thoroughly in order to avoid being recognized.

Otherwise, tomorrow's news, or even the headline, might be: A taxi driver discovers that someone hasn't returned home all night and is laughing to himself.

Topics like this are very likely to go viral across the internet.

Fortunately, Xu Fan didn't say much, so the driver didn't ask any more questions. He just drove off silently. Although he was puzzled, out of professional ethics, he still carefully drove Xu Fan to the outside of Huanxi Shatang.

Xu Fan took a hot shower as soon as he got home, and then slowly fell asleep.

The next day, Xu Fan's new song "Autumn Never Returns" finally succeeded in fulfilling its mission and topped the Weibo hot search list.

Xu Fan's songs are all classics, so it's common for his songs to trend on social media, and both his fans and casual listeners are already used to it.

The next day, Xu Fan intended to stay home with his mother and watch TV.

But Xu's mother, who couldn't stay idle, insisted on going for a walk in the neighborhood, leaving Xu Fan to stay at home alone.

These past few days, going out has become a daily routine for my mother. She leaves with a smile and returns home with a smile every day.

Seeing the smile on his mother's face, Xu Fan couldn't help but feel happy too.

He had rarely seen his mother smile so brightly since she fell ill.

Xu Fan turned on his computer at home and looked at the data for the novel "Ghost Blows Out the Light," feeling somewhat agitated.

I glanced at the time; it seemed to be the day Han Zilu was scheduled for surgery.

Xu Fan thought for a moment and dialed Kundun's number again, but he still couldn't get through. He didn't know if Kundun had blocked him or what it meant.

Xu Fan hesitated for a moment, then called Zhou Huajian again.

The moment the call connected, Xu Fan had to admit that he was happy.

"Hello, Mr. Xu."

Zhou Huajian's voice was calm but carried a different feeling. Xu Fan quickly asked, "Dr. Zhou, my friend said he's having surgery today, but it's inconvenient for me to call him. So I'm just asking about your current situation?"

Wakin Chau said, "I'm still in the operating room; it's been going on for four hours already."

Xu Fan glanced at the time and couldn't help but ask, "You've all worked so hard."

Wakin Chau said, "This time, the attending physician isn't in a state of exhaustion, but rather in a state of exhaustion. He only has this short time, which is why he's performing the surgery at this time. Call later, trust her, everything will be alright."

Xu Fan said thank you with a hint of regret and hung up the phone.

For him, Han Zilu was not just a passerby.

The information provided by the system gave him a preliminary understanding of Han Zilu, and his trip to Harbin deepened his understanding of her.

The inner essence of a person, perceived through data and actual experience, is different.

Regardless of his feelings, he believed that Han Zilu was fully capable of standing on her own and becoming a true professional manager for Fanxing Pictures.

Most importantly, Xu Fan had met Han Zilu's parents. They weren't exactly pitiful, but they were certainly easy to sympathize with.

He had to admit that he didn't want to see such simple and honest parents face the tragedy of outliving their child, so he sincerely hoped that Han Zilu's surgery would be successful.

He took a deep breath; he knew very well that prayer was his only option.

Xu Fan knew he had no other choice, so he went to the kitchen to prepare some dishes that his mother and Shui'er liked.

While I was cooking, the phone suddenly rang.

Xu Fan assumed it was a call from Dr. Zhou Huajian with good news, so he casually wiped his hands on his apron and picked up his phone. But when he looked at the contact name, it was indeed Fatty.

"Hey, Lao Xu, are you busy right now?"

Xu Fan grunted a couple of times, intending to curse, but unable to find a topic, he could only say, "Cooking, what's wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feiyang stopped talking and said directly, "Okay, I want sweet and sour pork ribs, they'll be here soon."

Xu Fan wanted to say something more, but the call was already disconnected.

Looking at the disconnected phone number, Xu Fan couldn't help but complain, "Foodie, can't control his mouth, can't control his hands either, sigh!"

I don't know if that sigh refers to the fact that I need to cook another dish, or if it's a sigh about how the fat guy is getting fatter and fatter and then hanging up on me.

Xu Fan thought about these things, hummed a couple of times and started cooking, but his eyes were still unconsciously looking at his phone.

After the fat man finished making the sweet and sour pork ribs he wanted, Xu Fan prepared to make some crucian carp soup. One of the crucian carp was fresh; his mother had bought it at the market yesterday, and it was still swimming in the pond.

Just as Xu Fan was about to kill him, his phone rang again.

In his haste, he skipped wiping his hands and rushed over to take a look.

When he realized the call wasn't from Emil Chau, he felt a little anxious and at a loss.

Almost an hour has passed since Wakin Chau hung up the phone. Is it still not over, or was the surgery unsuccessful?

The more Xu Fan thought about it, the more worried he became.

His thoughts wandered, and since he hadn't wiped his hands, he forgot to answer the phone even though it rang for a long time.

The moment the call ended, he hurriedly wiped himself casually on his apron, muttering, "My goodness, I can ignore Old Zhao's call. I really admire myself."

While muttering to himself, he quickly dialed the number.

"Hello, the number you dialed is busy. Please try again later."

Well, she's actually angry with me.

Thinking about these things, Xu Fan quickly dialed the number again.

On the other side, Old Zheng was sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at his mobile phone, Youxia. He dialed twice, but neither of them answered.

The first time, the call wasn't answered; the second time, however, it was busy.

Well, kid, since you're not answering the phone, then this good thing isn't for you.

With a soft hum, Old Zhao placed his phone on the table and said to Chen Yuanyuan beside him, "Yuanyuan, this time when you go to Gran Country, Grandpa will go with you and show you the world."