SAG -Chapter 168 The Past, Memories!

Listening to the familiar song coming from the stage, Zhang Ran slowly closed his eyes. Scene after scene flashed through his mind, and a nostalgic smile faintly appeared at the corners of his mouth.

“Zhang Ran, Zhang Ran, when we get married in the future, do you think it would be better to have a son or a daughter?” The girl ran ahead while Zhang Ran chased after her from behind.

“A daughter. What’s the point of having a son? Sons only make people angry!”

“No, I insist on having a son!”

“Fine, then we’ll have a son!”

“No, I’ve changed my mind now. I want a daughter!”

“Fine, then we’ll have a daughter!”

“Then let’s have twins, one boy and one girl!”

“Mm, whatever you want!”

The man’s voice was always filled with indulgent affection.

…

In a park filled with the atmosphere of that era, Zhang Ran and the girl leaned against each other. The girl’s long hair was stirred by the gentle breeze and brushed against Zhang Ran’s cheek. A faint fragrance entered Zhang Ran’s nose, making him involuntarily take a deep breath.

“Zhang Ran, Zhang Ran, will you treat me well in the future?”

“Of course. I’ll treat you well for the rest of my life!” Zhang Ran said firmly.

“Then let’s be together!” the girl said without any hesitation, as if Zhang Ran’s words alone were enough to fill her with courage and make her willing to risk everything.

“Okay! We’ll be together and never separate!”

That day, they officially became a couple.

…

“Zhang Ran, Zhang Ran, if I were like the heroine in the movie and died from cancer, would you find someone else?” The girl’s eyes were red and swollen at that moment.

“Don’t talk nonsense. Hurry, say ‘touch wood’!” Zhang Ran knew the girl was only joking, but he still became nervous at once.

Seeing Zhang Ran’s nervous expression, the girl suddenly laughed. Her eyes, which had turned red from crying during the movie, curved into smiling crescents. She could completely feel Zhang Ran’s sincerity.

“But seriously, Zhang Ran, if I really died, you must find someone else. I won’t allow you to miss me!” The girl’s thoughts while in love seemed to jump around wildly.

“Don’t be angry. I was just saying it casually. I can’t bear to die. I still have to give birth to a whole bunch of babies for you!” Seeing Zhang Ran’s furrowed brows, the girl pouted adorably and used her soft little hand to rub the space between his brows.

…

“Grandpa, you’re crying.”

Susu nervously wiped the corners of Zhang Ran’s eyes with her small hands. Her voice also carried a trace of sobbing.

To Susu, aside from her mother, her grandfather was now the person closest and dearest to her. She did not want her grandfather to be sad.

Although Susu’s voice was soft, Zhang Sicheng and Zhang Siyan were both sitting beside Zhang Ran. Hearing her, they also saw the tear tracks at the corners of Zhang Ran’s eyes. Both of them fell silent at the same time.

At this moment, they seemed to completely understand what Zhang Ran was thinking.

“Grandpa, Grandpa, don’t cry, don’t cry. Susu and I will both be very good,” Zhang Xiaotao also ran over from his seat.

“All right, all right. I won’t cry, I won’t cry. I just miss your grandmother a little. It’s nothing.” Zhang Ran wiped his tears and said with a smile.

…

Zhou Min and the other three, however, had no idea what had happened.

When Fang Hua called out the words “Mr. Zhang,” they had not thought of Zhang Ran at all.

Even though they saw Qian Li and the others all looking at Zhang Ran, and even though Fang Hua’s gaze had been directed toward their section, they still did not connect it to him.

Very quickly, they had been drawn in by the story Fang Hua told and no longer paid attention to those details. By the time the song ended and they came back to their senses, they saw this scene.

Zhang Ran smiled at everyone and said, “Sorry, I’ve dampened the mood a little. Don’t look at me. Listen to the songs properly.”

For the rest of the concert, Fang Hua also focused his attention on the performance. After all, everyone had spent money to buy tickets and support him. He could not let his personal matters interfere with this concert. That was his principle.

As for Zhang Ran’s side, Zhang Xiaotao never left his grandfather’s side again. He quietly nestled together with Susu in his grandfather’s arms. Even though his little legs were already very tired, he still did not move.

Zhang Xiaotao and Susu did not know why their grandfather had cried.

They seemed to want to use their own warm little bodies to comfort their grandfather, just like whenever they were sad, their grandfather would always hold them in his arms.

Every time they were held in their grandfather’s embrace, they felt warm and at ease. The things that made them sad no longer seemed so sad anymore.

At this time, Zhang Sicheng and Zhang Siyan no longer had the heart to listen to the concert either. Both of them fell somewhat silent.

…

The concert ended at ten thirty.

As soon as Fang Hua finished, he looked once again toward Zhang Ran’s side, only to discover that Zhang Ran and his group had already disappeared.

This left Fang Hua somewhat disappointed. He had still wanted to properly thank this benefactor of his.

However, after he returned backstage, his manager immediately walked over.

“Brother Hua, someone claiming to be Mr. Zhang called just now. He said that if you have time, you can visit his home,” the manager hurriedly said.

Although the manager had followed Fang Hua for over ten years, he had never known about the matter Fang Hua had just mentioned. At this moment, his curiosity was no less than that of the fans outside.

“Really? Give me the number,” Fang Hua said immediately.

“Uh, I don’t know whether it’s true or not,” the manager added.

For Zhang Ran, finding Fang Hua’s manager’s number was a very simple matter. Setting aside everything else, people like Ning Qing could find the number in a very short time.

“Mr. Zhang?” Fang Hua called the number.

“I’m Zhang Ran. Mr. Fang, if you have time, you can come sit at our home,” Zhang Ran’s voice came from the phone.

“All right. I’ll visit Mr. Zhang tomorrow morning. Also, this is my personal phone number. Please note it down,” Fang Hua said, giving him his private number.

After chatting briefly, Zhang Ran said, “Thank you for the song. Truly, thank you.”

“These are all things I should do. If not for Mr. Zhang, back then I probably…” Before Fang Hua could finish speaking, Zhang Ran interrupted him.

“That time was just something I did in passing. You don’t have to keep it in your heart all this time. Even without me, at most you would have suffered a little. They wouldn’t have dared go too far.”

Fang Hua smiled and said nothing.

He knew these were only Zhang Ran’s polite words.

They would not have dared do anything to him?

Back then, Fang Hua truly did not have that kind of confidence, especially after experiencing the darkest period of Hong Kong cinema.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Hua looked at his manager and said, “Go prepare some generous gifts for me. Forget it, I’ll prepare them myself.”

Seeing Fang Hua’s solemn expression, the manager once again deeply realized just how much Fang Hua valued this Mr. Zhang.

“Also, tomorrow, cancel all my appointments. My schedule must also be kept completely confidential. Mr. Zhang does not want anyone disturbing him, nor does he need any exposure. Remember that,” Fang Hua said very seriously.

Seeing Fang Hua like this, the manager knew he was not joking and hurriedly promised, “Don’t worry, Brother Hua. Nothing will leak out.”