Huayu: Inside and Outside the Entertainment Industry

If you were to ask who in this world understands Han Qingyan best, it would undoubtedly be her beloved son, Han Wen.

If you were to ask who in the world understands Korean best, it would undoubtedly be her, as a mother.

Unfortunately, that was in a past life.

In this lifetime, she will never truly understand her son. She will only become more and more confused and unable to fathom Korean.

Han Qingyan was already quite surprised that Han Wen went on a solo trip to the north right after graduating from high school.

Her son's absence from Beijing for over two months surprised and worried her even more.

The fact that her son, who used to be so obedient and dependent on her, suddenly became so opinionated and independent left Han Qingyan speechless and emotionally unable to accept it.

Therefore, in her letter, she kept urging Han Wen to go back.

Han Wen readily agreed, but kept stalling for time. He used all sorts of excuses, which even Han Qingyan believed.

Now, so much time has passed, and his son is still in Jinghua City and hasn't gone back, which has really angered Han Qingyan.

So this time, instead of writing to her son, she took a long leave and secretly went north, intending to catch him off guard and bring him back directly.

Han Qingyan believed in her ability; she had already seen Han Wen's photo and contact information in the magazine, which matched the address he had given her when writing letters.

Han Wen is in Zhongguancun, that much is certain. Han Qingyan believes he is not lying to her, nor could he possibly be.

After all, Han Wen has grown up, become independent, and is no longer obedient.

However, he is still a good boy, and still his own good son.

He couldn't possibly do anything too outrageous to his own mother.

Holding the address in her hand, Han Qingyan walked along Baiyi Road, looking around as she went. Finally, at the intersection of Huangzhuang Road, she saw Ningning Typing Shop.

The typing shop was doing brisk business; the small shop was almost packed with customers. Zhou Ning was in school, Chu Niannan was still a novice, and Gu Amei was working herself to the bone.

So, she really didn't see Han Qingyan standing outside the shop. Even if she had, she wouldn't have paid any attention. Because she didn't know him.

"I told you, Brother Han has moved away. He's not here, so please don't linger." Gu Amei said to the guests beside her while she was busy. "He's a well-known writer now, and he has several books waiting to be published."

Think about it yourselves, if you became great writers, would you still want to work in such a small shop like ours?

After hearing Gu Amei's words, the young women in the shop seemed to believe her somewhat, and their attitude softened a little.

"Please, please leave. If you really like Brother Han, just write him a letter."

"Please stop looking for him everywhere, stop causing him trouble, and stop affecting his creative work, okay?" Gu Amei continued to plead, "If you weren't so crazy, if so many people weren't disturbing him, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to move away."

Now, not only do you not know where he is, but even I don't know where he is.

The girls were all still students, and they had finally managed to find time to visit their favorite author, only to find that they had come to no avail.

Besides regret, they also felt a bit sad, feeling that Gu Amei had no reason to lie to them, so they could only turn around and leave.

Han Qingyan listened to every word Gu Amei said, feeling both happy and sad.

She was happy because she heard her son's name from the other person. Her son did indeed live here; that was absolutely true.

It's upsetting because my son seems to have moved to another place because he was harassed by his fans.

However, Gu Amei could fool those girls, but she couldn't fool Han Qingyan.

Because the proud expression on her face and the happy tone on her face indicated that she and Hanwen had a very close relationship.

Otherwise, he wouldn't keep calling me "Brother Han" so often.

Since the two people are so close, there is no doubt that they still have contact with each other.

Because Han Qingyan understands her son; he is affectionate, kind-hearted, and gentle.

Having made up his mind, Han Qingyan put the address in his pocket and went into the store.

"Hello Auntie, do you need typing or computer repair?" Gu Amei greeted Han Qingyan politely. "If you need computer repair, you can leave me your home address."

We're unavailable during the day; we can only come to your home in the evenings.

"I don't type, I don't assemble computers, and I don't have any computers to repair." Han Qingyan shook her head, looked at Gu Amei, and smiled: "Little girl, my name is Han Qingyan. I'm here to find Han Wen."

"Ah, you, you, your name is Han Qingyan, you are Brother Han's mother?" Gu Amei was stunned and panicked: "No, Aunt Han, when did you arrive?"

Why did you come here without a word, without giving us any warning?"

"I didn't leak any information? I just came straight here?" Han Qingyan asked, somewhat puzzled. "Little girl, what do you mean by that?"

"Aunt Han, don't ask anymore. You've come all this way, you must be tired from the journey."

"Come on, follow me upstairs. You can rest for a bit, I'll get you some water." Gu Amei greeted her warmly after realizing what was happening.

It was indeed a long journey, more than 3,000 kilometers. Han Qingyan had been traveling for more than two days and almost couldn't keep going.

But she doesn't want to rest right now. She only cares about her son and wants to see Hanwen.

"Thank you, young lady, I don't need to rest." She shook her head: "I just heard you say that Han Wen left and doesn't live here anymore."

"Then tell me, where is he now, and how can I contact him?"

"Aunt Han, my name is Gu Amei, you can call me Xiaomeizi."

Brother Han treats me like his own sister, so you can treat me like your own daughter too.” Gu Amei introduced herself while shaking her head and sighing, “But Aunt Han, your timing is really bad this time.”

Brother Han went to Shanghai a few days ago to discuss the publication of his novel.

We don't have his address in Shanghai, nor his contact number. It probably won't be easy for you to find him now.

You should have written to us earlier to remind us before you came. That way, Brother Han would have waited here and wouldn't have left.

When Han Wen went to Shanghai, Han Qingyan felt her head buzzing and almost suffered a stroke.

She remembered that Han Wen had indeed mentioned in his letter that he had submitted a manuscript to the "Story Club" magazine in Songhu City. However, some issues needed to be discussed in person.

Therefore, he might go to Shanghai at any time, and told her not to worry.

Han Qingyan never expected that her arrival would be so unfortunate, just as Han Wen went to Songhu City.

It's over a thousand kilometers from Beijing to Shanghai, and although it only takes about 20 hours by train, even if she went to Shanghai, where could she find her son?