court disaster

The front stage and the backstage are only a few steps away, but Lin Xingyuan has walked these few steps for more than ten years.

He has shown a strong talent in music since he was a child, which made Lin Yuncheng and his wife both happy and worried. They worried that their only son would not be able to inherit the family business in the future, so they devoted themselves to the road of art.

But even so, Lin Xingyuan still has a famous teacher and started learning piano at the age of eight.

"Mr. Lin, there are still about 10 minutes before the start of the second half."

The assistant reminded the time in a low voice, and then quietly walked out of the lounge, passing by Ye Yingning, who carefully half-closed the door.

"Actually, I was very nervous, so how many people were sitting in the audience and what kind of people were sitting there, I simply didn't look at it. There were only those 88 piano keys in front of me."

Lin Xingyuan straightened his black tie in the mirror, turned his head, and smiled wryly at Ye Yingning who was standing at the door.

"...Congratulations, Mr. Lin. My uncle will be very happy too. Lan'an finally has a good home."

Swallowing the bursts of bitterness in his throat, Ye Yingning squeezed out a smile and congratulated.

At this moment, how much she wished that time could turn back, he was still him, she was still her, so that she could congratulate him on the realization of his dream as "Ye Yingning".

He is still him, but she has changed her appearance and her personality.

When my hair reaches my waist, you can marry me, okay?

On the way here, Ye Yingning took out her mobile phone to pass the time, Su Qingchi reposted such a sentence in the circle of friends on WeChat, she caught a glimpse of it by accident, and almost burst into tears immediately.

She has long been slim, but she has long been unable to entertain him.

His brows frowned slightly, and then relaxed. Lin Xingyuan walked over a few steps and stood still in front of Ye Yingning.

The two were not far away, so she could almost effortlessly see his hands hanging by his side, trembling slightly.

"You are really... a little nervous."

Ye Yingning couldn't help laughing, and raised her hand subconsciously, wanting to hold his.

This was completely in accordance with the previous inertia, and the action seemed to be completely without thinking through the brain. It was not until the fingertips really touched the temperature of the skin on the back of his hand that Ye Yingning wanted to withdraw his hand immediately as if he had been scalded.

One step late.

Seeing that she was about to retreat, Lin Xingyuan flipped his hand decisively, and took the opportunity to hold her hand instead.

"let me go!"

Ye Yingning was startled, and immediately felt pain in his hand. He exerted great strength, as if he was worried that she would run away.

In fact, she really wanted to escape: it was just intertwining her fingers, but the familiar feeling was transmitted from the fingertips to the apex of her heart like an electric current, disintegrating her last defense in the blink of an eye.

"Give me a little encouragement."

Lin Xingyuan lowered his voice, approached her, whispered, his eyes swept over Ye Yingning's exquisite facial features, and a trace of pain flashed between his brows and eyes.

He can't tell where they are similar, no, in fact, they are not similar in appearance——

The woman in front of her knew at a glance that she had been pampered since she was a child, and her indifferent demeanor showed that she never worried about making a living. Material affluence brought inner peace.

As for Yingning, Ye Yingning, thinking of this name, Lin Xingyuan couldn't help trembling his hands and tightening them tightly.

He couldn't imagine what happened to her when she was dying, and he didn't even know who she had offended, but she disappeared from this world like grass, leaving only a lonely cemetery in the suburban cemetery. monument.In the small photo, she is smiling like a flower, beautiful and frozen.

"You, you calm down, the second half of the performance is about to begin."

It was probably because Lin Xingyuan's expression was too sad, and Ye Yingning's eyes were filled with reluctance, but the last trace of reason forced her to remind her.

Sure enough, the assistant waiting outside the lounge cautiously poked his head and told Lin Xingyuan that he was going to go on stage in 4 minutes.

It turned out that time passed so fast that the two of them didn't even say ten words.

In fact, it used to be like this, he has never been a talkative person, most of the dates, Lin Xingyuan was practicing the piano, and Ye Yingning was quietly by his side.

"I'm glad you're here, you're... special."

Opening his mouth with a little difficulty, Lin Xingyuan quickly sorted out his emotions and let go of his hand.

Yes, he knew very well that she was not the person in his heart, but he had an inexplicable trust and familiarity with her, wanted to get closer, and wanted to get the peace that he hadn't had for a long time.

The warmth disappeared almost immediately, Ye Yingning was in a trance for a second, and took two steps back to open the distance between them.

*****

In order not to make Chong Tiange suspect, Ye Yingning did not go back directly, but turned into the bathroom first, put on her makeup before walking back quickly.

"Sit down, let's start right away."

He didn't ask any more questions, but said lightly, and Ye Yingning sat down quickly, suppressing his beating heart.

Most of the repertoire in the second half was adapted music, including many Chinese folk songs. Familiar melodies were played by the piano, showing the fusion of East and West, which made the audience engrossed and mesmerized.

Time flies, and soon it is the last song.

The lights were slowly turned off, and the audience fell into darkness, except for a faint light on the stage. The white piano body reflected the light, like a bright moon.

The man on the piano bench stretched out his left hand first, and lightly pressed the first note, and then, a melody as smooth as flowing water jumped between the keys.

It is very familiar, it is a piano piece adapted from a popular song. At this moment, this "Quiet" appears here, and no one will feel disobedient.

Lin Xingyuan's temples were shining like sweat. He closed his eyes and never opened them from the first note, devoting himself to it.

At the same time, a pre-produced video began to appear on the screen behind him, which was based on Lin Xingyuan's time abroad when he was studying, life, study, competition, frame by frame, and pieced together from photos.

The moment the first photo appeared, Ye Yingning's heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand. She greedily stared at the picture on the screen, not wanting to miss any shot.

This is a part of his life that she has never participated in, not only separated by a time difference of more than ten hours, but also separated by too far away.

Chong Tiange beside him raised his hand and clenched his fist, pressed it against his mouth and let out a low cough, the dissatisfaction in his eyes was already evident.

Ye Yingning had no choice but to control the beating of his heart a little bit.

Yes, it's not that she is afraid of pampering Tian Ge, but because Ye Lan'an's family sits not far away, women are sensitive, if her cousin notices something strange, things may become very difficult.

She would not allow herself to make such a mistake.

And at this moment, the screen in front of him froze, and letters jumped out one by one, forming the simplest sentence.

Kocham Cie.

The picture became darker, similar to black and white, and another line of words slowly appeared——

miss ye.

Ye Lan'an, who was sitting under the stage, tried her best not to scream. She covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes filled with tears of joy.

I love you, Miss Ye.

Everyone had already heard about the love affair between Lin Xingyuan and Ye Lan'an before. Such a high-profile confession was unexpected and delightful. It almost pushed the whole concert to the biggest climax in an instant!

Just when the music ended, Lin Xingyuan stood up, bowed, and thanked again and again.

His eyes quickly swept across the auditorium one by one, finally fixed on a certain place, stayed for a few seconds, and then pretended to look away casually.

"Heh, it's really romantic. I think Lan An has to cry and put on makeup."

Chong Tiange followed the applause of the audience, and whispered in Ye Yingning's ear.

She nodded numbly, holding back the turmoil in her heart: why this song, why!

Lin Xingyuan played this piece for Ye Yingning before going abroad!

This is the only sentence he said after playing it!

He was obviously remembering her, commemorating her, and enjoying the glory of this moment with her when he was at his most glorious and eye-catching!

So enviable, yet so desolate!