The First Meeting of Fate

"Can't escape the eye of the storm, no time to flee. I can't think anymore, I can't think anymore..."

Hearing the song from Sony's Walkman, Lin Yuan froze.

It was already 2001 without him realizing it. While he was busy filming "Jurassic Park 3," Jay Chou had already released his debut album "Jay" on November 7, 2000, officially embarking on his legendary musical journey.

This song, "Tornado," was a track from his debut album.

"Are you used to listening to this song? It's by a new singer, I really like his music," Liu Yifei asked.

A new singer? Lin Yuan felt like laughing, this feeling was truly wonderful.

The new singer, Jay Chou.

As for the song, how could he not be used to it?

Jay Chou was a singer of special significance to Lin Yuan, and to a large portion of the post-80s, post-90s, and even post-00s generations.

His songs accompanied them as they grew up, weathered life's storms, and eventually became anchors of their youthful memories.

In Lin Yuan's memories from his past life, his final moments were spent falling into darkness accompanied by Jay Chou's songs.

"I like his songs too. He will become a legend in the Chinese music scene in the future," Lin Yuan said.

Liu Yifei asked curiously, "You think that highly of him?"

She found it hard to believe. Although Jay Chou's songs were good, he was still a newcomer at the moment.

Who knew if he would stay consistent in the future? He might run out of inspiration.

"Of course, truly talented people will never be buried, no matter what."

"It feels like you're talking about yourself," the Celestial Fairy said with a smile.

"Let's not talk about it anymore, shall we go to sleep? It's getting late," Lin Yuan didn't respond directly but checked the time on his Rolex watch.

"Okay, let's sleep."

Liu Yifei took out a pink blanket from her backpack, shook it open, and covered herself with it.

She only covered half of herself.

Seeing Lin Yuan looking at her, she closed her eyes and said, "I'm sleeping, I'm sleeping. I'll share some of the blanket with you, don't catch a cold."

She appeared incredibly casual and natural, but her slightly flushed ears betrayed that her heart was not as calm as her outward appearance suggested.

Lin Yuan looked at the small blanket. For it to cover both of them, they would have to be very close.

Considering the blanket was prepared by her, and it wasn't large, and she only prepared one... this was practically an open secret.

However, Lin Yuan had no intention of pointing it out. He silently lifted the blanket and crawled in.

Relationships where both sides are willing to make an effort are truly wonderful. A simp would never understand this feeling.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes. His nose picked up the faint, lily-like scent of youth emanating from Liu Yifei, which was very pleasant.

With the gentle rise and fall of her chest and her soft breathing, it was as pleasant as always.

Although both were wearing their outer clothes, he could feel her body heat through the blanket, which was very comforting and heartwarming.

In a way, this could be considered sleeping together under the same blanket, couldn't it?

Actually, Lin Yuan also had a blanket in his backpack, of the same small size.

If he were foolish enough to take it out, he would truly be beyond saving.

Under the blanket, Lin Yuan reached out, slipped his arm around Liu Yifei's soft, slender waist, and gently pulled her into a single-armed embrace.

Even through the down jacket, Lin Yuan could feel her waist instantly tense up, but she quickly relaxed and let him hold her.

Under the blanket, no one could see Lin Yuan's actions. This was also like a private moment, wasn't it?

She had previously said it was okay to hold her waist, so it shouldn't be considered too much.

After making this move, Lin Yuan didn't attempt any further excessive actions.

He calmly relaxed his mind and fell asleep.

So numb!

A needle-like pain woke Lin Yuan from his sleep.

He shook his right hand, which had gone numb from being pressed, and gently lifted the blanket before standing up.

While it was wonderful to fall asleep embracing Liu Yifei, the price was a loss of Blood Essence and a numb forearm.

Lin Yuan looked out the window; it was still dark.

It was 4 AM, and Liu Yifei was still sleeping soundly.

Even in her sleep, the Celestial Fairy was still a celestial fairy, beautiful from every angle.

Lin Yuan carefully covered her better with the blanket and adjusted her U-shaped pillow before heading to the restroom.

The restroom was quite far, at the tail end of the carriage. He carefully tiptoed, trying not to wake the other sleeping passengers.

Lin Yuan, moving forward in the dimness, didn't notice a pair of bright little eyes opening and fixing on his back.

When Lin Yuan left the restroom, he was surprised to find that the little blonde girl was waiting by the door.

"You're Lin Yuan, right?"

"That's me. May I ask who you are?"

"Haha! I knew I recognized you!" The little girl chuckled, but immediately lowered her voice. "In the commercials and movies I saw before, you were always wearing traditional Chinese clothing. I watched you for a long time today, worried I'd mistaken you for someone else."

"So, you're my fan?" Lin Yuan asked.

With Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon a hit in North America, it wasn't strange for Lin Yuan to be recognized by some people.

However, he had always thought that most audiences would become fans of Chow Yun-fat, Michelle Yeoh, and Zhang Ziyi. His character didn't have much presence, so he didn't expect many people to pay attention to him.

Actually, Lin Yuan underestimated the impact of his advertisement.

That sword dance commercial had been considered the most aesthetically pleasing and most Eastern charming advertisement by many Western audiences.

He didn't know how many people had rewatched that commercial multiple times.

Hearing Lin Yuan's answer, the little girl nodded vigorously. "Yes! Can you give me an autograph?"

She handed him a small notebook and a ballpoint pen.

"Of course. May I ask your name?" Lin Yuan was certainly friendly to his fans.

"Taylor, Taylor Swift," the little girl said seriously.

"..."

Hearing the name, Lin Yuan froze.

No wonder he felt so familiar when he saw this little girl; she was a young, not-yet-grown Taylor Swift!

If there was any female singer who would have the most widespread commercial influence in the next twenty years, it would undoubtedly be Taylor Swift, affectionately known by her fans as "Meimei."

Red, Shake It Off, Blank Space, I Don't Wanna Live Forever... She had countless hit songs, dominating an entire era.

And her 14 Grammy Awards, 32 American Music Awards, 23 Billboard Music Awards... these countless accolades were not enough to describe her brilliance.

The height of her peak and the duration of her peak period were truly breathtaking.

Furthermore, the fact that most of her hit songs were self-written created a fundamental difference in her talent compared to other popular singers.

Taylor's influence and status in the European and American pop music scene were perhaps even greater than Jay Chou's in the Chinese music scene.

After all, Jay Chou had somewhat relaxed in his later years, while Taylor had remained at her peak.

Such a future superstar was his fan?