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That was a cliff with no way back.

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Xu Fan suddenly created a climax. Although there was no musical rhythm, Xu Fan's voice made everyone in the audience clench their fists.

Everyone was seriously considering what Xu Fan meant when he said that it was because of his deep love that he resented and hated him, and that he had loved and liked this person so much.

That's why I feel so sad and hateful now that he's leaving. Love can turn into hate, and that's probably why. I used to want to marry him.

I used to think that I could marry him and have children, but now everything has changed. All those stories have made me more serious and more profound.

If that person is very important to you, but in the current situation, regardless of their importance or whether you are willing to let go, since things have come to this point, you should let go of what you should let go of.

What needs to be cut off must be cut off, because everything starts anew. It's not something you can explain; it's a cliff with no way back, something you can't regret after you've bravely forged ahead.

So let go when you should let go, and give up when you should give up. In fact, the reason why many stories end up is not because you no longer like or love the other person, but because you have reached the end and the situation has been laid out in front of you, so you have no choice but to leave.

Perhaps this is the result. Xu Fan's song is very simple, and his lyrics are very straightforward, but it evokes a different feeling in the hearts of all the audience members. It is a deep feeling of emotion for the girl and boy in the story.

Of course, the audience members at the library entrance had no idea where the story Xu Fan was singing came from, nor did they know the girl Xu Fan was facing at that moment.

Something like this happened not long ago. If Xu Fan knew about it, he would be incredibly surprised, but at this moment he was unaware of it. He just wanted to sing this song for this girl.

Or perhaps he simply wanted to sing a song that suddenly came to mind behind the rain. He had received this song from the system a long time ago and thought it was excellent, but he had never had the chance to sing it.

Standing at the library entrance today, he suddenly saw the torrential rain outside. Watching the rain fall continuously, he felt that he could sing this song to the girl in front of him, or rather, he actually wanted to sing this song.

He didn't think that this song was necessarily for this girl. He just felt that singing this song now might be a good idea given the scene. It wasn't to prove to her that he was Xu Fan, but simply to evoke his emotions.

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It's only when love runs deep that you let go, even if your heart is broken, you have to let go. Have you forgotten that the wounds from loving him are already countless?

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It was precisely because the story was so simple that it sounded so heartbreaking. The girl was at a loss for words, and he simply stood there, tears streaming down his face.

He suddenly wanted to walk into the rain and let the rain wet his eyes so that no one would see him cry, but at that moment, Xu Fan's gaze met his.

He subconsciously wanted to keep listening. The lyrics were simple, the story was simple, and everything that had happened seemed like it was just yesterday. The relationship with the boy was already over, and now he no longer had any connection with him because he had loved so deeply.

Because I once loved him so much, I let him do things that led to my utter ruin. My broken heart can never be healed.

Even so, he had to learn to let go of the Western lyrics and understand what he should do next. At least he felt that he should work hard and live each day well, and that the past was the past.

Everything is no longer related to me, so I'll just leave it at that. Because I can't forget that love. His wounds are countless, from the repeated hurts and betrayals.

Often, we already know the answer, but we were either willing to believe it or unwilling to believe it. The answer to all of this is actually quite obvious, but reality is always difficult. His gaze met Xu Fan's, but Xu Fan suddenly looked at the other audience members beside him and continued singing.

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Stop struggling for him, stop worrying about him. From now on, whether he loves someone or not, whether he's happy or not, it's up to him.

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Xu Fan's back view looked very handsome. The girl suddenly lost her voice. Xu Fan sang to the audience from the library behind him, and every word of the lyrics fell into the girl's ears.

As he listened, he was filled with emotion and his heart was pounding. He couldn't help but think about the past, the present, and the unknown future.

In reality, many of the things we experience have already become facts that we cannot change. So, as Brother Fan said, we should stop struggling for them.

There was no need to be sad for him, so at this moment he suddenly realized and understood everything. In fact, no matter how hard he tried or what he did, it seemed that he had already gotten rid of everything.

So the best thing for me right now seems to be to ignore everything and not think about anything. I don't need to struggle with whether I should love him or not, because everything in the future has nothing to do with me and I don't need to worry about him anymore.

There's no need to worry about him anymore. From now on, it's no longer my concern who he loves or doesn't love. Whether he's happy, sad, upset, or joyful, it's all irrelevant to me. Let him be.

The answer to all of this is actually quite obvious, so let it be. When the song reached this point, everyone felt a strange sense of sadness.

Xu Fan's hoarse, penetrating voice echoed at the library entrance, seemingly possessing a powerful, unifying force that caused the listener's heart to rise and fall with the ebb and flow of his voice.

When the song finally ended here, the music started with the sound of rain. He looked at the girl and smiled, and the girl looked back at him and smiled back.

However, tears welled up in his eyes, and at that moment, applause broke out all around. The audience members who had taken shelter from the heavy rain at the library entrance were now enjoying such a beautiful song.

They expressed their appreciation by clapping their hands, even though Xu Fan was only singing a cappella and there was no emotional expression in the music. The applause continued to ring out.

Because Xu Fan's singing skills are already very good, even without accompaniment or melody, he can still grasp the rhythm very well. He can sing a song with great control over every rhythm point, whether it is high or low.

It can pinpoint every single point. The applause from the audience made Xu Fan smile slightly and wave his hand to express his gratitude. At this moment, some people screamed and some shouted, and the sudden noise outside the library also instantly attracted the people inside the library.

Suddenly, someone looked out the window and saw a group of people singing around a boy in the middle; it was just his back.

It is unknown who exactly it is.

Some people had already come out of the library to see who it was, while others continued to sit on the library tables, reading quietly and attentively. For those outside the library, their feelings at this moment were actually quite ordinary.

They just heard a song and saw a handsome young man. At that moment, they didn't think too much. To most people, Xu Fan was just a bespectacled person who liked to sing. When Xu Fan finished singing, it was as if the song had finally stopped.

The rain suddenly stopped; the torrential downpour had ceased. A sliver of sunlight, reflecting the passing of the rain, slowly peeked through the distance. At that moment, everyone's gaze was filled with curiosity.

After the rain, the sky cleared, and the view was truly beautiful. Even the girl beamed with joy. This wasn't just because she heard Xu Fan's song, but also because she liked the song's description of his story.

More importantly, he heard what he should do next. He heard the answer in the song, and he suddenly felt a smile from the rising sunlight in the distance.

Perhaps everything should be forgotten and let go. Everything that's in the past is in the past. There's no need to think about it or consider it. Everything is irrelevant to me. Whether the future is good or bad has nothing to do with me.

"That's settled then," he suddenly said, extending his hand and looking at Xu Fan earnestly, "Brother Fan, it's a pleasure to meet you here."

Xu Fan smiled slightly and looked at me, asking, "Do you believe I am Xu Fan now?"

The girl nodded and looked at him, saying, "I believe you. Besides, this song must be new. I've never heard it before, because I've listened to all your songs, and this one has never existed before. More importantly, this song must have been composed live."

The girl didn't know why Xu Fan knew her story, nor did she know why Xu Fan was able to write everything he had experienced into his songs.

But he knew that Xu Fan might have just created it, so he didn't think too much about it. He just said thank you, because for him, it was already in the past.

Let bygones be bygones. Maybe I'll like this song, maybe I'll listen to it on repeat countless times, but let it be.

The girl looked at Xu Fan, then spoke again, "I think this song will probably be arranged and released."

Xu Fan was suddenly filled with curiosity as he looked at the girl, not only because of her wearing a short skirt in the library, but more importantly because of the fact that she was now facing him.

He said he was amazed that he could still maintain such a calm conversation after hearing all the titles of my songs.

So he asked with a curious smile, "We've been talking for quite a while now, if you include the song we sang, our conversation has lasted more than ten minutes, but I still don't know your name."

The girl blushed slightly and nodded, then looked up at Xu Fan and said with a smile, "I'm so sorry, I was a little excited just now."

Xu Fan didn't see any excitement in the girl's eyes, only some surprise. Then the girl said, "My name is Song Xiaoqing."

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 798 Preparing for Recording===

Xu Fan had never heard of the name Song Xiaoqing before.

But when the girl told him her name, Xu Fan looked at the handshake gesture and subconsciously felt that it was somewhat familiar.

But Xu Fan didn't care, because for him, whether he knew Russia or not, whether they had known each other before or not, it didn't really matter to him.

Coming to the library today was purely by chance, and also because I suddenly wanted some peace and quiet. Encountering this heavy rain was fate, and singing this song was also fate. Everything is just a matter of fate.

He didn't dwell on it too much, nor did he want to. After the girl finished speaking, Xu Fan simply shook her hand gently and didn't say anything more.

There was a lot of discussion at the library entrance. Many people were asking Xu Fan about him, and some wanted to come up and ask him for autographs. Xu Fan just smiled apologetically and then turned away. He wasn't being aloof or unwilling.

Today, he just wanted to stay here quietly. The rain had stopped, and the sun was shining from afar. So it was time for him to leave. Xu Fan waved to the people next to him, and a girl named Song Xiaoqing waved back.

He even said goodbye, then turned and left her, heading towards the library exit. He was about to take a taxi back when he suddenly realized that footsteps were constantly chasing him from behind. He pulled his baseball cap down even lower.

Then, wearing sunglasses wasn't because he was afraid of being recognized, because people had already recognized him, and they had even recognized him at the library entrance. Some people even wanted to come up to Xu Fan and ask for an autograph.

Looking at Xu Fan's indifferent back, they had no choice but to back down again. But seeing the girl suddenly chase after him, many people's minds started to stir again. Of course, all of this happened later.

Most people stopped in their tracks, not pursuing the woman wearing a baseball cap and goggles, and walked away into the distance. Song Xiaoqing followed closely behind her, neither leaving nor catching up to greet her.

She rushed to hail a taxi and leave, but sensing the girl chasing after her, she didn't leave immediately. Instead, she walked into the distance, following the road for three intersections before stopping and turning back to look at the girl.

Seeing Xu Fan suddenly stop, Song Xiaoqing turned around and looked at him, her face slightly flushed. She looked at Xu Fan and said, "I think I should talk to you more. For example, should we talk about work, studies, or music? I can talk about anything else."

Xu Fan paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, looking at him and saying, "Actually, there's not much to talk about, whether it's work or music. I'm doing alright right now. My work is singing, and singing is music learning. I'm constantly learning because I want to create an even better song."

It's not really about creating a better song. Strictly speaking, I wanted to create a song that I thought sounded good, or rather, an original song that the public could accept.

Yes, I want to create an original song that the public can accept. Strictly speaking, the songs I release are not my own.

Whether a song is good or bad is often not something everyone can determine, because everyone's tastes are different and everyone's feelings are different. So, strictly speaking, whether a song is good or not depends on everyone's sense of recognition. For Xu Fan, he cannot create a song that everyone likes.

Just like the songs he sings now, although each one is called a classic, his target audience is not the same, because some of his listeners are elderly.

Some of the artists are young people, while others are just students. Each song has a different audience, which leads to completely different evaluations of each song from different listeners.

But Xu Fan still hoped that he could create better works one day. He looked at Song Xiaoqing and asked, "You should be a student, right?"

Song Xiaoqing said, "What I'm more curious about is, Brother Fan, was the song you just sang impromptu or was it prepared?"

Xu Fan was taken aback, not quite understanding the meaning of those words. He simply said, "This is probably the first time I've met you, and the first time I've gotten to know you."

Song Xiaoqing said, "But your songs, your lyrics, your songs are about my story. Yes, I am that girl who was sad in the rain, I am that girl who was dumped by her stupid boyfriend, I am that girl who loved her but had to separate, I both loved and hated her but was helpless."

Xu Fan really wanted to say something like, "You're overthinking it," but looking at Song Xiaoqing's stubborn eyes, he thought for a moment and said, "Actually, many stories have similarities, and everyone might encounter them. They may sound the same, but the reason why a song is so good is often because it resonates with people. Maybe the song I just sang just happened to resonate with you."

Song Xiaoqing nodded and said, "That's right, I have to admit this situation, but I don't know why, I always feel like it was all preordained."

Xu Fan smiled and said, "How about we find a place to sit down?"

Song Xiaoqing nodded in agreement with the simple invitation to Zheng He, then pointed ahead and said, "There's a coffee shop up ahead; we can go there."

Xu Fan had no objection to this. For him, it didn't matter where he sat, whether it was a library, a coffee shop, or on the street or elsewhere. It was just that the street would be a bit noisier and more lively.

Coffee shops and libraries are relatively quiet places, and quiet times are actually suitable for chatting. Communication between two people can often achieve a truly harmonious atmosphere in a quiet setting.

So Xu Fan and Song Xiaoqing decided to go to a coffee shop. At this moment, there were indeed fewer people in the coffee shop. Perhaps it was because there was a library next door. Some people were reading books there, or perhaps they were just borrowing them for a day.

Xu Fan and Song Xiaoqing looked ahead and, seeing an empty seat, walked over without hesitation. After the waiter came over, they ordered two lattes and started chatting, with Xu Fan being the first to speak.

"Actually, I noticed you because of your short skirt, I'm so sorry, but more importantly, it's because it's raining really hard today."

This statement was somewhat sarcastic, but after Xu Fan finished speaking, Song Xiaoqing's expression did not change at all. The tears in the corners of his eyes had already been wiped away, and he was smiling at this moment.

"I like you, I mean I like every one of your songs, but strictly speaking, my liking for you means I'm not a fan of any particular star and I won't go crazy for you."

Song Xiaoqing's words were simple because they were true. He was never just a fan of celebrities; he was a very serious person who made very rational judgments about everything.

He likes a singer simply because he likes the singer's character and the songs the singer creates. He won't go crazy for these things, he won't spend money recklessly, and he won't say things like "my husband." That's why he can be very calm when he's with Xu Fan.