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Outside the music hall, several posters that are as tall as a person are posted at the door.

On the poster, Tong Song is in a suit and leather shoes, tied with a black bow, and playing the piano in an elegant and calm posture.

Yu Xinyue looked up at the huge poster with her little head up, fascinated.

She also hopes that one day she can sit in the center of the hall and pass on the music in her heart to more people.

I still remember someone once said that music is a good medicine that can heal people's hearts.

Ji Zhaohua stood still with her, and looked at it for a while, "I heard that Tong Song has been around for so long, and it's the first time I saw Tong Song. He looks quite handsome."

On the poster, the man is thin and tall, with a straight nose and a stern and stiff profile.

The dark gray hair color complements the melancholy eyebrows and eyes, adding a noble and mysterious temperament to him.

Yu Xinyue came back to her senses and looked around.

People of all colors came and went, and among the crowd, there was no expected figure.

"Yueyue, what are you looking for?" Ji Zhaohua asked.

Yu Xinyue felt a little lost and shook her head slightly.

Ji Zhaohua patted the girl on the shoulder, "It's about to start, go and listen, I'll wait for you at Starbucks."

She didn't want to sit in the concert hall for two hours at a time, and it would be great to use this time to do hair and manicure.

Yu Xinyue nodded.

Ji Zhaohua "Call me when you come out."

"it is good."

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The music hall was brightly lit and full of seats.

A pianist in a tuxedo and a white bow came onto the stage.

With a hint of melancholy between his brows, he gently stroked the piano, as if he was touching his lover.

The beautiful sound of the piano echoed in the hall.

Everyone was mesmerized.

Tong Song especially loves to play Bach.

When he came to the stage, his expression was empty and pale, but when he sat in front of the piano, he suddenly changed his appearance, his eyes burst out with enthusiasm, almost burning the keys of the piano, and the full and warm feelings blended into the sound of the piano, shocking the soul of every one present.

No, not so much shock as burning.

Yu Xinyue thought.

The sound of his piano seemed to carry the flames from hell, trying to burn through everything around him.

The black flame licked on the piano, and the flame grew bigger and bigger, swallowing the luthier into it.

Tong Song is like a vampire with a pale face in the Middle Ages, behind him is a gloomy castle, hideous withered trees, and bats hovering above his head.

The moonlight was pale and cold, and with a withered rose pinned to his chest, he sat in the cemetery and played the piano.

Perhaps everyone else admired the pianist's skillful technique, the quick and precise expression of the octave, or the dazzling and dazzling series of gorgeous ornamentation.

However, Yu Xinyue frowned tightly, hearing the despair and pain in the luthier's heart.

Music can always convey intimate and hidden emotions.

But Tong Song's heart is barren, and the sound of the piano is also disturbing.

A "Piano Sonata in C Minor" pushed the atmosphere to a new height.

Everyone applauded in unison, and the hall burst into thunderous applause.

Even Yu Xinyue admired it a lot. Even in the "depression" style, Tong Song's music is very contagious and vital.

It is indeed the white moonlight in the hearts of so many people, or the black moonlight.

Cold, eerie, and deadly alluring.

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The next piece is Chopin.

Tong Song looked behind the scenes, not in a hurry to start.

A girl in a white dress came onto the stage with a violin.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience——

"I heard that this is Master Tong's new disciple."

"That must be very talented. Mr. Tong is so picky. I heard that Curtis hired him again last year, but he still refused to go."

"Which college in the world does not ask him to go, and which music student does not dream of worshiping him."

"How did this girl do it? Why is she not famous?"

"I think..." The man was mysterious, "It may not be an apprentice, maybe it's an illegitimate daughter."

Yu Xinyue was stunned.

The girl bowed deeply to the audience, looked at Tong Song, and then slowly played the violin.

Accompanied by the sound of the pianist and the violin, it is very harmonious, just like the sound of nature.

Yu Xinyue didn't have much interest in admiring it.

She is immersed in the memories of the past.

The girl on the stage is called Tong Ya.

The first time we met was ten years later, she was wearing a white dress and hiding behind Yan Ji obediently, she timidly popped her head out and smiled shyly.

The smile is clear and the eyes are clean.

At that time, Yu Xinyue understood why Yan Ji fell headfirst.

Such a girl is like the dewdrops in the morning and the rainbow after the rain, with a soft and innocent incompatibility with the world.

Because it is out of place, it is precious.

Yan Ji also happily said that Yaya played classical music in elementary school and played the violin very well.

At that time, when she talked about her Yaya, her eyebrows were beaming, her eyes seemed to hide stars, and the joy in her voice seemed to overflow.The two also agreed that they would perform together in the future, Yu Xinyue would play the piano, Tong Ya would play the violin, and Yan Ji would be in charge of sending them flowers and applauding.

But since that tragedy, the promise can no longer be fulfilled, and it can only become an unattainable luxury in a dream.

On October 2010, 25, Tong Ya was accidentally killed, and the murderer was not found until Yu Xinyue was in a car accident.

After that day, Yan Ji never smiled sincerely again, and Tong Ya will always be a wound in her heart that cannot be healed.

Once when she got drunk late at night, Yan Ji choked up and choked up in a low voice while hugging Yu Xinyue.

She said that there was a red mole on the back of Yaya's neck, which was like a plum blossom. The layer of light golden fluff is very moving.

But the gangster won't appreciate how nice that red mole is, or how cute the golden fluff is in the sun.

He only used a cold knife to stop the girl's bright and promising life abruptly.

Yu Xinyue looked at Tong Ya on the stage.

In the eyes are the yearning and sadness that spanned ten years.

Fortunately it was still early.

Tong Ya put the violin on her shoulders, and her body swayed gently with the beat.

The pure white skirt looks like white clouds.

She is not very old, but there is a compelling aura in the sound of the piano, and the technique is elegant and clean, like a breeze sweeping across the green field, breaking the gloom in Tong Song music.

Yu Xinyue quietly admired it.

Now Yan Ji doesn't know Tong Ya yet.

She probably didn't know each other, but she only heard Tong Ya's name from Yan Ji ten years later. Counting, the two of them only dated for a few months.

I don't know how Yan Ji is doing now.

Yu Xinyue laughed and held her forehead.It's only been two days since I came back, it seems that I have experienced many things, and I almost forgot even Yan Ji for a while.

In her previous life, she and Yan Ji met at university, and after chatting with each other, they discovered that they were studying in the same middle school, and their relationship became closer day by day.

It is impossible for Yan Ji's background and appearance to be famous in Siyuan. Yu Xinyue was immersed in music in middle school and didn't remember anyone, so she didn't have much impression of this influential figure.

How many steps does it take to pull up the red line?

Get to know Tong Ya first, then hook up with Yan Ji, and then the two hook up and it becomes a natural thing.

Yu Xinyue silently gave herself a thumbs up, it turned out that she is not only good at tearing down marriages.

People on stage are playing Mozart.

Suddenly she felt a line of sight staring at her, she tilted her head upwards, and met her upper pair of clear and cold eyes.

Yu Xinyue opened her eyes wide in surprise, and then couldn't help laughing——

It's Qin Qing.

The corners of Qin Qing's mouth curled slightly, revealing an almost invisible smile.

But Yu Xinyue knew that she was laughing.

Yu Xinyue waved at Qin Qing, her eyes sparkled, she wished she could grow wings and fly up there.

Qin Qing was leaning against the railing, her jet-black hair was pushed aside, and the pearl earrings reflected the warm light.

In the sea of ​​people, she only had eyes for the little girl with a bright smile.

Yu Xinyue's smile quickly cooled down.

She saw the man behind Qin Qing, familiar and annoying, and a large group of bodyguards and secretaries surrounding them.

what is this?

Yu Xinyue frowned, a wealthy blind date?Hardcore headbutt?

"What are you looking at?" Ji Fu smiled gently.

Qin Qing's expression was cold, "It's nothing."

Ji Fu "Don't like Tong Song's piano? That day... I thought you liked classical music."

"Just don't like you."

Qin Qing put down these words and walked to the seat farthest from Ji Fu, regardless of the dark faces of the crowd behind him.

The second floor has been occupied by them.

She stood in front of the railing and looked down again, but the girl hadn't looked over.

That's good too, she doesn't want Ji Fu to find out about the child, this is also a kind of protection for the child.

What's more... such a bright smiling face, I don't want others to see it.

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Yu Xinyue lowered her head, took out her mobile phone lightly, and sent a text message to Ji Zhaohua—"Auntie, can you do me a favor?"