Fu Zhe watched the short film from beginning to end, silently watching the blind man with his eyes open, the girl with a mask on his head, and their encounters, acquaintances and knowing each other in the short film.

Looking at the short film, the alleys that the blind man once walked through and the overpass that he went to every day.

Looking at the short film, the girl met the blind man for the first time and gave her the big meat bag.

In the short film, the girl went to the shed for the first time, sat on the wooden bed, sewing the blind man’s worn-out clothes.

Looking at the short film, the girl fell on the hospital bed with a pale face.

Looking at the moment when the blind man took over the girl's ashes in the short film, there was also the blank photo that seemed to have been preserved until now.

Looking at everything, the countless pieces of memory hidden in Fuzhe's mind seemed to emerge one by one. Fuzhe seemed to recall his encounter with Zhuo Shi on the first day, and Zhuo Shi's crisp voice sounded in his ears, all the topics he had talked with Zhuo Shi, and the heart-wrenching pain when he parted with Zhuo Shi in the moment of life and death.

There are a few differences in the short film from my past experience, but generally it is no different.

Fu Zhe suddenly felt something and turned his head to look at the side of the stage. There, a sudden searchlight lit up. Under the light, Zhang Ying slowly walked onto the stage, holding a brown guitar in both hands.

The guitar is brown and the paint is slightly dark, and sometimes even falls off. On one side of the guitar, there is also a crack visible to the naked eye.

This guitar is exactly the one that the blind man once carried in the short film.

Zhang Ying slowly walked to Fu Zhe with her guitar in her arms. Zhang Ying stared at Fu Zhe's face tightly, staring at this face that seemed tender but mature. Zhang Ying's pink red lips slightly opened, and only two words were spit out: "Come on."

As he said that, Zhang Ying delivered the guitar in her hand to Fu Zhe.

This is not a prop, but a real existence. It is indeed the one that Fu Zhe used to use. He should have been lying on the bottom floor of Fu Zhe's bedroom wardrobe and carefully storing it, but at this moment, it appeared here.

After taking the guitar and feeling the familiar touch, Fu Zhe was sure.

Fu Zhe gently stroked the guitar in his hand, then looked at Zhang Ying standing in front of him, and whispered: "Thank you!"

Zhang Ying smiled, then turned around and walked down, leaving the stage to Fu Zhe.

Looking at Zhang Ying's back as she walked down, Fu Zhe had countless doubts in his heart.

How did the story in this short film come about? He remembered that he had never told anyone in the company about him and Zhuo Shi.

Why does the company do this?

Do you know more about Mr. Li and Sister Zhang?

Fu Zhe was very confused, and there were many things he couldn't understand.

Fu Zhe stroked the guitar in his hand, then turned to look at the tens of thousands of audiences at the concert.

Fu Zhe showed a smile on his face, and he forced himself to suppress the chaotic thoughts in his heart. At this moment, it is no longer the time to consider these things. Now, isn’t it the moment he has prepared for countless years to wait for?

You should know that before the concert began, Fu Zhe did not know all this. In the original script of the concert, Fu Zhe only sang a song "Moonlight".

In order to have the opportunity, Fu Zhe fulfilled his regrets for Zhuo Shi on this stage that is eye-catching, and dedicated a song he wrote for Zhuo Shi. Not only was he ready to lose everything, but he also took out all the money in his bank account, nearly 500,000, and bribed the sound effects management of the concert.

Although it is a pity that there is no live music accompaniment, electronic sound effects are also acceptable.

And now, although there are still many things that cannot be understood, it seems that he does not need to do any small moves secretly.

Fu Zhe touched the old or even yellowed canvas strap, walked through his head, hung the guitar on his chest, and then wiped off all the tears on his face and raised the microphone in his hand.

"As you see, I am the blind man in the video just now. And today, now, under everyone's testimony, I will propose to the angel I loved most in my life, whom I have never seen before."

After Fu Zhe said that, although the audience had already guessed before, when he heard Fu Zhe admit that he was the blind man in the short film, he still couldn't help but sigh.

However, the sigh sounded for a while, and then it slowly calmed down. Even the noises in the entire venue subsided one by one, and the scene became quiet again.

It seemed as if everyone and everything were making way for Fu Zhe’s upcoming confession and proposal.

Fu Zhe took a deep breath, his eyes were slightly blurred, his head raised slightly, and his eyes looked at somewhere in the void in the sky, as if he was looking at the angel he once was in heaven.

"Zhuo Shi, no matter how old or the passage of time, no matter how life and death are blocked, my heart for you will never change. Time cannot stop the collision of our souls, and the same is true for life and death. Even if we have never met in our previous life and never met in the next life, in this life, you will always be my only one. Are you willing to marry me?"

Fu Zhe's low voice spread through the microphone to everyone's ears in the concert. The low voice filled his love for Zhuo Shi, the heart of love that could not be stopped even if the river of time is long and life and death are still unstoppable.

After a affectionate confession, a smile flashed slightly in Fuzhe's confused eyes and continued, "Okay, if you don't say anything, I'll just pretend you agree!"

Fu Zhe said playful words, but tears of happiness were shed in his eyes.

Since Zhuo Shi's death, the tears that Fu Zhe had accumulated in the thirteen years were probably not as much as one day today, and he might have dried his tears.

However, at this moment, Fu Zhe's heart was filled with unspeakable happiness.

Yes, finally, it did.

Zhuo Shi, there is no longer a love between you and me that only you and I know each other, and there is no longer a reputation between you and me. You are my lover and my wife.

Although there is no wedding dress or diamond ring, I have my most sincere heart.

The venue was silent, and then from some corner, a low applause rang out, and then the applause swept across the entire concert.

Countless audiences sent their blessings.

"Thank you everyone, thank you!" Fu Zhe took a deep breath, controlled his inner excitement, raised a smile on his face and looked at the audience: "Today is my day of proposal. Next, I have a song I made "Confession", which is dedicated to my favorite angel, and also, to everyone!"

As Fu Zhe finished speaking, neon light flashed again on the dark stage, and music started to sound on the accompaniment stage behind the stage.

At this moment, Fu Zhe's heart was finally relieved.

Fu Zhe kept wavering to the audience stage, slowly came to the front of the stage, inserted the microphone in his hand into the microphone stand, then put the guitar on both hands, pinched the neck with his left hand, and placed the sound hole with his right hand.

Then as the music started, Fuzhe slowly plucked the strings.

"I won't tell you, it's actually the first time."

"Will meeting her be called an accident?"

"I have something to do with her, and I even thought about being alone tomorrow night."

"Time has come, but my heart has retreated."

"That heavy rain brought you and me closer."
Chapter completed!