Chapter 105 Follow-up
The chocolate shell that wraps the candy melts little by little, and the mellow fragrance is still lingering in your mouth, while the overly sweet taste fills your mouth all at once.
It was sweet, but very suitable for the present moment. An Juesui pinched the beautiful wrapping paper, his eyes wandering around, not knowing what he was thinking.
Just now, in front of everyone's eyes, An Juesui, who was chatting enthusiastically about today's recording work in the last second, suddenly changed his expression in the next second.
Then, he leaned back in his chair, clutching the corner of his clothes tightly, and with his other hand he covered his chest, which was rising and falling obviously, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
Everyone quickly realized that this was a symptom of a panic attack. They adjusted the surrounding environment to the most comfortable state for him, and patiently talked to him in soft voices, helping An Juesui adjust his breathing rate and empty his mind, slowly alleviating the symptoms and helping him get through the attack.
After he recovered a little, Jing Xing showed him a little magic to help An Juesui divert his attention: "Guess where it is?" Both hands were clenched into fists and placed in the air.
The fear was like a huge wave that overwhelmed him, and then dissipated like the tide. An Juesui only felt extremely tired and chose one side at random.
Jingxing stretched out his hands one by one, finding them empty. He shook his head and pointed at An Juesui's chest.
An Juesui was startled and looked down at his chest, where the pocket of his coat was bulging.
He reached out and took the thing out. It was a candy that had been put there at some unknown time. It was the same candy that Jingxing had given to the members before.
When he tasted it for the first time, he felt that the candy seemed too sweet, even a little choking. Now, when he tasted it again, the sweet taste on the tip of his tongue was just enough to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and his expression relaxed a little.
Seeing that he was feeling better, Jing Xing continued, "I met contestant Tang Yi at work some time ago. He had a few words for me to tell you..."
An Juesui was a little surprised. He had only met this outstanding athlete once in "Night Talk with Rong" and had no contact since then. He didn't know what the other party had said to Jingxing.
Jingxing thought for a moment and said, "He asked about your condition and wished you a speedy recovery. He also said with certainty, 'You who can say those words, you will definitely get over it. You must believe in yourself..."
Listening to Jingxing's retelling, An Juesui was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled with relief. He remembered what he had said to Tang Yi on the show.
“Even if it is something you love the most, fighting for a slim chance is countless times more difficult and painful than giving up your past love.”
"There is no reasonable escape option, and I don't have the courage to face the pain and not give up."
"If you can survive the greatest test of your passion, you will definitely receive a stronger boost than smooth sailing. Everything in the past has made you what you are today."
Now it seems that he did not fully understand the pain Tang Yi had once suffered, the feeling that everything was thriving but he was suddenly tripped by an unfathomable abyss.
He never thought about what would happen if it were really him.
His life in the past was too smooth. His open-minded parents supported all his choices, his loyal friends accompanied him silently for more than ten years, his respected seniors appreciated and cultivated him, and he pursued his dreams with partners who shared the same goals.
The world seems like a beautiful fairy tale. Flowers, praise and affirmation have made up his life for the past twenty years. However, at the end of the perfect story, the cruelest side is revealed. Is it a test for him who has never faced malice? Is it worth it?
If there is destined to be such a test, then An Juesui has only one answer - to continue. Whether he was too lucky in the past has nothing to do with the present. The only thing he wants to do now is to keep this love from being tarnished, even if he has to face pain.
If he is no longer afraid of pain, then nothing can make him afraid. Thinking of this, An Juesui suddenly understood the text materials he had seen before.
The feeling of fear during a panic attack is terrible, like being abandoned by the whole world and feeling despair about the impending doomsday. However, trying to suppress this fear will only make the situation worse. Only acceptance, facing, and reconciliation can bring peace to the mind.
This is not something that can be done in an instant, nor can it be overcome by forcing yourself to resist it. What is needed is a relaxed attitude and plenty of time.
As for the state before the suspension of activities, it was obvious that he pushed himself too hard. It was not until this moment that An Juesui understood why Lin Chiran insisted on letting him rest for a while.
People are not puppets that can keep moving once they are wound up. Sometimes they need to stop and think in order to understand something.
After thinking this through, An Juesui felt much more relaxed and said to everyone calmly, "Give me some time. I... Thank you for your hard work during my absence!"
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Hechu raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you say that you would leave it to us? Just take care of it and stop thinking about it."
Wu Wen also said that he hoped An Juesui would get better soon, and that he did not want to put pressure on him or to relieve him of any psychological burden.
An Juesui nodded, then turned his eyes and said to Chen Xun: "Captain, next Sunday is your birthday!"
Shen Xun's eyes showed a trace of confusion, and he thought for a while before reacting: "Yes, time flies." After saying that, he saw several people gathered together and had begun to "conspire" openly.
Seeing this scene, Shen Xun couldn't help laughing, and after thinking for a while, he said: "I'm quite busy that day, so forget about celebrating..."
"How can that be!" An Juesui blinked and said, "Captain, don't worry, we will..." and then he showed a mysterious smile.
Everyone nodded, indicating that he didn't need to do anything and just wait for the surprise, leaving Shen Xun helpless.
*
On that day, as soon as the ANC Radio live broadcast ended, Shen Xun was hurriedly pulled into the car by everyone.
"Where are we going?" Shen Xun looked outside through the car window, and the street scene became more and more familiar.
Jiang Hechu raised the corner of his lips: "Keep it a secret."
"Captain, I'm sorry!" Jingxing took a silk ribbon and blindfolded Shen Xun from behind.
Shen Xun was stunned for a moment but did not resist. He let him tie it and asked, "Is this the surprise you prepared?"
Ji Qifeng nodded, realizing that Shen Xun couldn’t see his movements now, and said again: “Well, surprise.”
"We'll be there soon. I'll help the captain get off the bus!" Although An Juesui did not participate in today's broadcast, he came specially to celebrate Shen Xun's birthday.
The car stopped steadily, and under the guidance of everyone, Shen Xun went down a few steps and turned a few corners, and it seemed that he had arrived at a basement.
Finally, it stopped here, and the ribbon in front of it was taken off at the same time.
Shen Xun smiled helplessly: “What on earth is it…” Before he finished speaking, the familiar melody of the birthday song came from his ears.
The scene before one's eyes is so stunning that one cannot utter a single syllable. It is the most familiar place, the most familiar stage, the starting point where it all began.
The dim light falls on the piano, creating a unique atmosphere when viewed from the bar. A microphone is placed in the front, deliberately creating a retro effect.
This was the bar where he used to work. Here, Shen Xun gained his first audience and the olive branch thrown by Shenghuang, which pulled him out of despair and helped him find a new dream.
"Happy Birthday!!!" Members appeared from all directions, popped the small firework tubes in their hands, and the glittering colorful ribbons fell all over Shen Xun.
Just as Shen Xun was about to speak, Shen Miao appeared out of nowhere: "Brother! Happy birthday!"
"Miaomiao, why are you here too?" Shen Xun was extremely surprised and looked around at everyone.
"It's a surprise, right?" Shen Miao smiled and pulled Shen Xun's sleeve to let him look ahead. The projection screen behind the stage was lowered and an audio clip began playing.
Blessings came from countless places across the country and around the world, different voices expressed love and support for Shen Xun and Wax&Wane, and even people he didn't expect showed up.
"Chen Xun, happy birthday. It may make you sick to hear me say this. I have betrayed your trust and hurt you. I refuse to ask for forgiveness, but I just hope that you will not meet someone like me in your future life. I wish you all the best. I'm sorry that I haven't been able to apologize to you. I'm sorry."
This is a message from Chen Chu.
Shen Xun lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while.
Then, several faces that he had long forgotten appeared and apologized as former classmates. Their tone was very sincere and they were very sorry for the misunderstandings they had had about him in the past.
After all the videos were played, Shen Miao looked at Shen Xun nervously.
"Miaomiao, is this what you prepared?" Shen Xun said to her gently.
"Well... I took the initiative..." Shen Miao hesitated for a long time, wondering whether to include the last paragraph.
Shen Xun smiled gently and touched her head: "Thank you Miaomiao."
A year ago, if he had heard these words of apology, he might have felt hatred, relief, or mixed emotions for the belated apology. But for Shen Xun now, everything seems not so important. Apart from the career he loves, nothing else can shake him anymore.
But there was no need to tell Shen Miao about this. Shen Xun was already very touched that she had such a heart.
Under the night sky, there were songs and applause, candles and cakes, blessings and hugs. This was Shen Xun's first birthday at Wax&Wane. When he blew out the candles, he silently made a wish in his heart.
His wish is that if he could live his life again, he would meet this group of people again.
*
The next day, when everyone was still catching up on their sleep, Lin Chiran got up early to prepare for a special job that was to begin that day.
In Shenghuang Building, after the weekend, most of the employees were still a little sleepy on Monday morning, but when they saw Lin Chiran, they all greeted him.
"Morning, Producer Lin."
Lin Chiran replied naturally: "Morning."
Since I entered the company today, I have been following Lin Chiran with some curious eyes.
Yes, curiosity. Perhaps it was because of the camera following him. The employees were all wondering what new tricks this young and promising idol producer was up to.
Although we have long heard of the name of this producer who is known as the youngest and most successful producer in Shenghuang's history, he is not a high-profile person. Except for necessary filming, he seldom carries a camera around, which arouses everyone's curiosity.
There is one person who has a say in this regard.
Shenghuang Records, Production Department.
Qu Qinghuan looked at the camera that was following Lin Chiran closely, raised his eyebrows, pointed behind him, and said, "Start shooting now?"
The photographer was very familiar with the place and spoke directly to Qu Qinghuan: "Yes, I am bothering Mr. Qu today as well."
Qu Qinghuan stared at Lin Chiran's expression for a long time, trying to find a flaw.
Feeling uncomfortable being stared at by him, Lin Chiran coughed twice and said, "Let's get started."
Finally catching a glimpse of the helpless expression on this face, Qu Qinghuan raised the corner of his mouth, as if to say that you have come to this day too.
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