What to do when your first love cries and asks for reconciliation?

Dr. Su, who should have been sitting in a high-end conference room guiding interns' thesis, was now in a noisy cold drink shop.

The cold drink shop was right next to the entrance of the gymnasium. Su Huai was facing the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, and he could see everything that was happening outside clearly.

Suddenly there was a commotion, and when she looked up, there was still a bit of confusion in her eyes.

My fingertips subconsciously rubbed the smooth silicone phone case, and at a glance, I saw that the fans at the ticket gate started to make a large-scale commotion for some reason.

Some people even held up their mobile phones to take pictures.

"What's going on? What's going on outside?"

The owner of the cold drink shop expressed her true feelings.

But Su Huai only took two glances and then lowered his head again. How could the excitement be as interesting as the case analysis?

It was probably another internet celebrity trying to ride on the popularity of others. She had encountered this before.

The phone screen glowed dimly, displaying complex professional English words.

Just looking at it makes one's eyes go dark, and only a workaholic like Su Huai can enjoy watching it.

The crowd continued to shout one after another.

She was so annoyed that she had no choice but to take out her noise-canceling Bluetooth headphones and put them on. The whole world suddenly became quiet.

Concentrating on the task at hand, she naturally didn't notice that the crowd's eyes were all directed towards the ice cream shop where she was.

The cold drink shop's storefront isn't big, and the fragile double-glass doors can barely hold back the large crowds of fans crowding the door.

"Everyone, go check your tickets! Xiao Gu isn't here yet!"

A loud female voice rang out, but the fans still refused to give in.

“Why did you invite those teammates?! What is your studio for?!”

The fans' insults continued to come.

As Gu Yanshu's agent, Sister Deng had to direct the bodyguards to stop the fanatical fans.

She was willing to risk being condemned just for one person.

Su Huai stared at his phone with a frown on his face, as if he had encountered some complicated problem.

She was typing very fast as she explained something the intern didn't understand.

Suddenly, a pair of well-maintained white fingers appeared in her sight.

The slender fingers tapped lightly on the wooden table, making a crisp sound.

She looked up subconsciously, and countless guesses flashed through her mind.

I even thought that maybe I was caught by my colleagues again.

And tomorrow’s front-page headline in the hospital will be: Dr. Su left work on time just to watch his idol’s birthday concert, his devotion remains unchanged.

Then, a laughing voice came from above my head.

"Miss Su, Xiao Gu specifically instructed me to personally take you in."

For some reason, Su Huai even felt that he heard a hint of gnashing of teeth in it.

A look of understanding flashed across her eyes.

The concert tickets were sent to her by this decisive agent, and no one knew where he got her email address.

It's strange that the agent of a popular idol is willing to speak to a fan in a friendly and respectful manner.

Capitalists are either after profit or after people, and there is always something that needs to be brought to them in return.

Su Huai is not stupid, but as the most popular idol nowadays, he has many big fans who are willing to spend money on Gu Yanshu, but he only pays special attention to her.

At once...

Very strange.

Thinking of this, she smiled distantly, put away her phone, and said politely, "Thank you for coming all this way. I can go in by myself."

After saying that, he glanced out the window again, and all those fans were looking at him with hostile eyes.

Su Huai couldn't help but purse her lips. Sister Deng's move was undoubtedly putting her on the fire.

Gu Yanshu's fans are famous for their strong fighting spirit. They will curse and scold people until their eyes are red, and even curse their idol himself if he comes out to mediate.

"Miss Su, why are you being so polite to me? Xiao Gu pays attention to you and you are very important to her. Let's go in first."

Sister Deng's attitude is a bit hypocritical. Ordinary fans might be confused by her words, but Su Huai won't.

To be honest, she didn't know Gu Yanshu at all.

It's all about money and no care.

She had never had any private conversation with Gu Yanshu, so there was no reason for Gu Yanshu to be particularly concerned about her.

Everything can only be a studio——

Maybe he doesn't want to let go of any of the sponsors.

"Row."

Su Huai finally compromised. Sister Deng had an expression that said, "You have to go with me whether you want to or not." If she refused again, she would be scolded for being ungrateful.

After coming out of the ice cream shop, the ticket checking queue returned to its previous orderly state under the guidance of security.

But a few stares made Su Huai's scalp numb, it was really a bit too high-profile.

When she was about to enter the inner field, she turned around and looked back. Along the way, she always felt that one of the gazes was particularly fiery.

It wasn't envy or jealousy, but it was so complicated that she couldn't describe it.

I scanned the surroundings and, as expected, there was nothing behind me except a crowd of people.

The moment he lowered his eyes, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Then he shook his head and sighed that he must be too sensitive.

After so many years, you still can't get rid of this bad habit. Su Huai, don't you understand?

She no longer wants you...

*

"Mr. Gu, what are you looking at?"

The tall and handsome male assistant has blond hair and blue pupils. No matter which country he is in, he is definitely an outstanding person in the crowd.

It is not difficult to see that he comes from a foreign country and is a foreigner.

Surrounded by the crowd, Gu Yu stood there unable to move. Although there were people all around her, she felt extremely lonely.

Her eyes couldn't calm down for a long time. What was the lingering thing? Perhaps only she knew.

This was the first time Jack had seen Gu Yu lose her composure like this since he followed her.

Unable to resist curiosity, he asked again in English: "Mr. Gu? Did you meet someone you know?"

acquaintance?

No, it's the lost lover.

Gu Yu smiled without any emotion, and her mature and beautiful face was tinged with a hint of bitterness.

"Nothing, we'll go in through the back door."

An endless and sad sigh, a gaze that was distant yet vague and unrealistic.

The slightly trembling fingertips reveal the owner's emotions.

*

Concerts are generally divided into the front row and the stands. The tickets delivered by the agent personally are naturally for the front row where one can interact closely with the idol.

The venue was very large. Su Huai sat in the fifth row of seats on the right side of the stage, close to the stands. He could see the VIP box above by just turning his head.

She is 172cm tall, so she doesn't have to worry about her view being blocked by fans in front of her.

The sky was not completely dark at seven o'clock, but the boundless night was baring its fangs and claws, ready to occupy everything.

The cheers and screams were so loud that she had no choice but to put on her headphones.

His phone was full of questions from interns, and Su Huai was overwhelmed.

In the end, I could only reply perfunctorily, "I'm busy now, please wait a moment."

Su Huai liked this kind of lively scene very much when he was a student, but later, for some reason, when he went to college, he began to hate crowded places.

Maybe people change.

At 7 o'clock, various solo singles released by Gu Yanshu since her debut were played on time in the venue.

Before the group disbanded, their music style was typical of a girl group, featuring positive and energetic girls.

After Gu Yanshu went solo, her style took a complete turn, and the singles she released in recent years are basically sad songs.

It was still nice to listen to, even Su Huai praised it highly.

Coupled with her ethereal voice, it is no surprise that she became a hit in the country.

The song playing at this moment is Gu Yanshu's self-composed song which became a hit in the talent show that year, called "The Last Light in the World".

Su Huai remembered that she was busy writing her graduation thesis at that time and spent all day in the library. She was so busy that she could hardly tell the difference between day and night.

One time on the way back to the dormitory, this song happened to be playing on the campus radio station.

The singing is clear, pleasant, graceful and melodious, as touching as the sound of nature. It seems to be telling a touching story, leading the audience to be unconsciously intoxicated by it.

Even someone as tone-deaf as Su Huai couldn't help but be moved.

She took out her cell phone on the spot, and her long-silent heart finally began to ripple.

Later, naturally, she met Gu Yanshu, and things developed to this point.

Everyone in the circle knew that Su Huai liked Gu Yanshu, just a small star, but she could attract the attention of the cold and indifferent eldest daughter of the Su family who was only interested in work. Everyone thought that Su Huai loved Gu Yanshu terribly.

After all, Su Huai has good looks, a good family background, and he is also extremely outstanding.

It's hard not to think that she has ulterior motives when she pursues an idol in such a high-profile manner.

Even Gu Yanshu thought so.

She wore delicate makeup, held a guitar in her arms, and slowly entered the venue from the lift platform amid cheers and shouts.

Tens of thousands of people were looking at her, but her gaze was fixed precisely on that person.

The position where the person sat was the result of her careful selection.

Su Huai had a faint smile on her lips, and Gu Yanshu's slightly obsessed gaze met her calm eyes.

In front of the entire nation, she blatantly showed her preference to the person she cared about.

The unromantic Su Huai was still looking at the paper in her hand, frowning and correcting it bit by bit, completely unaware that the person who was attracting everyone's attention was staring at her affectionately.

As the prelude sounded, Gu Yanshu retracted her amorous peach blossom eyes.

The bony fingertips pluck the strings, but they can pluck more than just the strings.

And countless people's heartstrings...