"Maomao...maomao, what's wrong?"

When Han Yu said this, he was quite nervous. This title was half thought of. If something was discovered to be wrong, he would have backfired.

But he had no choice. He saw that the girl who called probably had something to do. She had to stay so silent, and Han Yu couldn't keep spending time with her.

What made Han Yu breathe a little relieved was that this title did not seem to cause any abnormal movement from the other party, and it seemed to have touched her. After a while, the soft voice came out again.

“oppa… do you have dreams?”

Listening to the other party's words mixed with Korean and English, Han Yu paused for a moment, and a strange look suddenly flashed in his eyes.

It has a nice sound, and her voice seems to be different when she speaks Korean and English. It is very soft when she speaks Korean, but it feels crisp and bright when she speaks English.

Okay, forgive Han Yu for being distracted. He has been filming for a day and now he has to play a guest role as a close brother. He is really exhausted and can't help but be in a daze.

"Dream...yes, but my dream has come true."

Han Yu was strolling on the streets of Seoul at night. Looking at the empty streets, he suddenly felt that it seemed quite interesting to walk alone like this.

"Then have you ever thought about giving up in the process of realizing your dream?"

"Of course, the process of realizing your dreams is definitely very hard, but now after realizing them, I feel that the efforts I have made in the past are worth it. Only by working hard can you feel its beauty."

Han Yu raised his head, blinked his eyes and looked at the bright street lights, with a faint smile on his lips, and said in a persuasive tone.

"So, Maomao, no matter what you encounter..."

"Then do you regret it?"

Suddenly, Han Yu's words were interrupted on the other end of the phone, and Han Yu's forward steps suddenly paused, and the faint smile on his face suddenly froze. Then, the smile on his face suddenly became restrained, and his deep black eyes narrowed slightly.

"What do you regret?"

"I regret that I made the wrong choice at the beginning, and I regret that I shouldn't have chosen this path."

Han Yu was silent for a moment, "Why shouldn't it?"

"Because there are better choices, because there are obviously so many other choices, because even if you work hard... you will not get any reward..."

After speaking, her voice was obviously a little excited, but she seemed to feel a deep sense of regret.

Han Yu was silent again, "Do you think the better choice?"

"Me? No, it's everyone. In the past, I thought I knew my dreams and what I wanted, so I just persisted, persisted for more than ten years, but later I realized that dreams sometimes do not represent reality. They are so unrealistic and ridiculous. It turns out that my persistence for so many years was actually just a joke, so I started to change, but why am I clearly right, they still can't understand me, why are they..."

"if……"

Suddenly, Han Yu also interrupted the other party's words, and there seemed to be an inexplicable emotion in his voice.

"If you were to go back to the past and choose again, what would you choose?"

She was stunned for a moment.

If...reselect?

A sad smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Do you still have to think about it? Of course, I will not make a second mistake again.

However, just as she was about to answer, she felt a dazed moment in front of her. In a vague way, she seemed to see the little girl from that year and the poster in front of her that had long been blurred in her memory.

‘Remember, don’t regret it…’

She sat blankly on the bed, with tears seemingly flashing in her low eyes.

"Maomao."

Suddenly, Han Yu's soft call made her come to her senses. She shrank her body and pressed her phone tightly to her ear.

"I don't have the chance to start over in my life. I don't regret it now, but I just decided at that time."

At that time... Is it final?

Her eyes trembled, and the expression in her eyes began to change a little.

"Whether good or bad is not absolute. Humans are social animals, but they are destined to be a separate individual, and each person is a different self. You are you, not someone else, and your opinions cannot convince others, and they cannot replace you."

She hugged her legs and listened quietly to Han Yu's words. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be flashing with different gazes than before.

"If you think you have a better choice now, then do it with confidence and boldness. There is no need to make the so-called regret, because at that time, that was the best choice you thought. And now this is the best choice you think now. Since it is the best, there is no need to regret it, because it is the choice of your heart. Followyourheart, Maomao, do what you want to do, let your heart make choices."

Her body shook slightly, and the other hand that was not holding the phone subconsciously raised it and pressed it slightly to her heart.

Follow…myheart?

Suddenly, she burst into laughter, her originally pale face suddenly seemed to blooming like a flower, and a little rosy surged on her cheeks. A little moving light flashed in her curved eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, feeling that she seemed to be... alive!

“Oppa, thank you.”

She said this sentence in Korean, with a gentle tone, as if she was muttering something.

"No need to thank you, I want to thank you."

Han Yu stood at the door of his house, his mouth gently raised, and his eyes that were as bright as black as the glass seemed to be flashing with a different look than before.

"What?"

Han Yu's second half of the sentence was so light that she didn't hear it clearly on the other end of the phone.

"Nothing, so, Maomao, is there anything else? Oppa is really going to sleep."

Han Yu opened the door and walked into the house with a relaxed smile on his lips.

"Hmph, I understand."

She subconsciously pursed her lips, but she couldn't help but chuckled, "Okay, oppa, good night."

"Yeah, good night."

Han Yu stood at his home, stretching his waist unimportantly, with a little lazy sleepiness in his voice.

"Oh, by the way, oppa."

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and said to her phone again.

"What else?"

Han Yu half-squinted his eyes and walked towards the bedroom while taking off his clothes, feeling like he was almost asleep.

"You'd better apologize to Shuijing. You didn't even come to celebrate her birthday before, and you didn't even have a blessing text message. She has been angry for more than a month..."

Han Yu's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, then he raised one hand and stroked his forehead, closing his eyes in pain.

One more!!
Chapter completed!