Three years after our breakup, you came back to China, and I'm just giving up. Why are you cryi

As Lu Hao finished speaking, the entire music festival venue fell silent instantly.

Everyone stood silently in place, their eyes all focused on Lu Hao in the center of the stage.

The evening breeze gently swept across the stage, lifting the hem of his clothes. Light and shadow fell on his serene profile, outlining a face full of regret and deep affection.

The audience seemed to see a man full of stories hidden in his lonely yet gentle figure.

He is bidding farewell to past regrets in the gentlest way, hoping to use a song of evening breeze to redeem the obsession and debt that have trapped his heart for many years.

As the clamor subsided, only the embers of fireworks drifted down into the night sky, the atmosphere captivating everyone present.

At the front of the crowd, Zhou Mengmeng knelt down beside Su Yu's wheelchair, carefully taking Su Yu's cold hand. Her voice choked with emotion, her eyes reddened, and she murmured softly:

"Sister Su Yu, did you hear that? Lu Hao is going up on stage to sing you a song."

Ning Shu, who was sitting next to Su Yu, also reached out and placed her hand on the back of Su Yu's slightly cool hand.

Her eyes were soft and expectant, and her gentle voice rang out: "Sister Su Yu, we all know you can hear us. Please open your eyes and take a good look at Lu Hao. He looks so handsome standing on the stage singing for you."

Lin Ran also stepped forward and squatted down directly in front of Su Yu, looking tenderly at her peaceful sleeping face.

The girl before me was as quiet as a sleeping white flower, broken yet beautiful, evoking feelings of pity.

Lin Ran looked at Su Yu with tender eyes and gently comforted her: "Su Yu, the road to happiness in the future is right under your feet. Open your eyes and take a look, but don't get lost in the fog."

Xiao Xiyue blinked, walked around behind Su Yu, and gently placed her hands on Su Yu's shoulders.

She leaned down slightly, her red lips close to Su Yu's ear, her breath soft and her words sincere: "It's not just Lu Hao who's been waiting for you to wake up, it's all of us. This family will never be complete without you. We all miss you so much, please wake up soon."

Fang Ruoyun sighed softly, walked to Xiao Xiyue's side, and put her hand on Su Yu's other shoulder.

She then slowly squatted down, looking at Su Yu's serene and gentle face, her eyes filled with relief and heartache. "I did target you before, but I've realized recently that I misunderstood you. Your persistence makes me admire you, but it also makes me feel a pang of sadness."

She paused, her gaze growing more serious, and said softly, "But right now, you're really too cowardly. Running away never solves anything. You think your dreams are peaceful and beautiful, but you've never opened your eyes to see our life right now. There are no illusory dreams, no arguments or misunderstandings, only a stable home and us staying together. This everyday life is far warmer than any dream."

Just as Fang Ruoyun finished speaking, Su Yu's right thumb in the wheelchair suddenly trembled slightly.

Zhou Mengmeng exclaimed, "It moved! It moved! Sister Su Yu's finger just moved!"

Ning Shu's face lit up with joy. She raised her hand and placed it on Su Yu's wrist, carefully sensing her pulse.

A few seconds later, she looked up, her eyes filled with excitement and joy, her voice trembling: "Her heartbeat is terribly disordered; she's not unconscious, she's struggling!"

"It's a dream!" Fang Ruoyun said with certainty.

Xiao Xiyue's expression turned serious, and she continued, following Fang Ruoyun's words, "She must have realized that she has been trapped in a dream, and she is desperately trying to break free from the illusion."

"So, now all that's needed is a spark."

As soon as Lin Ran finished speaking, the five girls exchanged glances and then looked at Lu Hao in the center of the stage.

At this moment, a gentle guitar accompaniment, tinged with a touch of melancholy, began to play on the stage.

Wang Jile sat on one side of the stage, holding a wooden guitar, his fingers plucking the strings, and a melodious and ethereal tune flowed out.

Lu Hao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, gathering up the regret, guilt, and longing that had been building up in his heart. As he opened his eyes, his thin lips parted slightly.

A deep, weathered voice, carrying the weight of time and a sense of acceptance, came through the microphone.

"Let's pretend we have no tomorrow, let's pretend we only have the present, let's pretend we've never left, and still fill your heart... Your eyes are full of expectation, my heart is full of the future, the air is filled with love and affection, but I find that the feeling is gone..."

The voice was gentle yet husky, carrying the cool winter evening breeze, drifting to every corner of the music festival, to the dark and vast river, and to the distant depths of the night.

Ignoring the gazes from below the stage, Lu Hao's eyes and heart were only on Su Yu in the wheelchair.

Separated by the crowd and the distance, in the hazy night, he couldn't see Su Yu's clear features, only her peaceful, sleeping silhouette in the distance.

But a sharp pain shot through my chest, and a dense, aching sensation swept over my entire body.

He seemed to pierce through the darkness and see the single, crystal-clear tear that slid down the corner of her eye.

"Silently, you refuse to speak, only bowing your head in search of relief. You are my dearest love, how could I not understand... The bygone era has become a source of pain, and I am more familiar with much helplessness. Unwilling to see your misty, tearful eyes, I will become the evening breeze..."

As he sang the second half, Lu Hao's voice choked up.

He could no longer sing and was unwilling to use his voice to express his regrets.

After handing the microphone to Wang Jile beside him, he turned around and quickly walked off the stage without pausing.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

That is to walk up to Su Yu, take a good look at her, and seriously look at the girl he has loved for many years and owed for many years.

Rushing all the way from backstage to Su Yu's side, Lu Hao squatted down in front of Su Yu, his pupils shrinking as he looked at the tear stains at the corners of her eyes.

He reached out his trembling hand and gently stroked Su Yu's cheek, feeling her cold temperature and her delicate skin.

He carefully wiped away the remaining tear stains from the corners of her eyes, his voice hoarse as if squeezed from the depths of his throat.

"Su Yu, do you know why I'm singing this song for you today?"

He gazed quietly at her closed eyes, his gaze filled with relief and guilt, and murmured softly, "Because I finally understand the deeper meaning of this song, and I finally understand the grievances, resentment, and silent suffering you've endured all these years."

Lu Hao smiled self-deprecatingly, looking at Su Yu who was still sleeping peacefully. He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and slowly stood up.

He raised his hand, took the armrest of the wheelchair from Xiao Xiyue, and slowly pushed it off the field.

His murmured voice drifted on the evening breeze past Xiao Xiyue and the other three women.

"A fleeting joy is like a passing cloud, a deep love is like the evening breeze."

Xiao Xiyue and the other four women exchanged glances, smiled at each other, and then followed.

The group walked out of the music festival venue, but Lu Hao did not push Su Yu towards the parking lot. Instead, he pushed her along the riverside path, heading north.

"Should we follow them?" Ning Shu asked softly.

"Of course we should follow; a miracle might just be right in front of us."

After Zhou Mengmeng finished speaking cheerfully, she ran to Lu Hao's side.

Xiao Xiyue, Lin Ran, and Fang Ruoyun exchanged a glance, then followed Ning Shu and quickened their pace to catch up.