It turned out that he came to me to write a classical song.

That's fine, too.

It would be great if you could help him.

It's great to see him again...

Although he didn't know, I had been waiting for him for three years before he found me."

Bian Xu glanced away, pulled his bow tie, reached out to touch the cigarette box and lighter on the coffee table, and lit a cigarette.

“Thursday, December 20, 2018, it was light rain.

His song was finished today.

He paid me a compensation and said he would not have to go again in the future.

The Muse completed his mission, received beautiful memories and great rewards, and the ending of the story here should be considered a perfect one.

But I'm too greedy.

I still...want to see him.

I really want to see him again.”

“On Monday, December 24, 2018, the weather was clear.

I might have done that kind of thing because I was crazy.

But he said I was his girlfriend.

I should be really crazy..."

“It was raining heavily on Thursday, December 27, 2018.

He said he would come and pick me up from get off work tomorrow."

“Friday, December 28, 2018, the weather was cloudy.

It turned out that it was just his assistant who came to pick me up."

“The weather was clear on Tuesday, January 3, 2019.

I spent the New Year with him.

But he seemed to have forgotten that it was New Year...

It was still the one I woke up by the fireworks outside the window in my sleep, and I told him first Happy New Year.”

“The weather was clear on Saturday, January 5, 2019.

He didn't look for me this weekend.

Am I going to find him?

We haven't made an appointment yet.

The couple should be dating..."

“On Monday, January 7, 2019, the weather was clear.

There was a very important performance today, and I received a bouquet of lilies.

It was sent to the backstage by his friend.

But I didn't see him."

“Friday, January 18, 2019, it was sleet.

I haven't seen him for more than half a month and have talked to him.

His assistant said he was in seclusion on the island in Amsterdam and would not reply to messages or calls for the time being.

I should understand his work, but I don’t know what’s wrong with me, and I’m very nervous if I can’t see him.

It seems that I can't sleep well if I don't stay with him.

So on the day of the performance at the beginning of the month, I lied to Xiao Jie.

If Xiao Jie knew that I liked him, she would be crazy, and she would advise me to give up on him.

But I don't think he is bad either.

If I were an outsider, I would think he was very touching.

He did his own thing in this way, not being bound by the world or the world, and was home for his music, wandering around the world, burning all his life's romance in his songs.

It’s a pity that God didn’t give me this opportunity.

The first time I saw him, I was already in the game.”

Bian Xu's hand resting on his knee trembled.

The ashes mixed with sparks shook off and scalded his fingers.
Chapter completed!