At eight o'clock in the evening, the Li family's banquet officially started.
"Mr. Li, Mrs. Li."
"You two are so lucky. Master Li is a young and talented man, and Miss Li is also talented and beautiful!"
"No, no, that's a prize."
You Tong was sitting in the background, listening to the greetings in front of him, his heart suddenly tightened, they were a family.
And that kind of happiness has nothing to do with her.
She is just an outsider, a shady outsider.
"Now, let's invite tonight's protagonist, Ms. Li Jiaqi, to perform on stage and play a song for us - "The Swan" by Saint-Saëns!" the host's slightly sensational voice sounded loudly.
Under the stars, Li Jiaqi slowly walked onto the small stage. The chairs were already prepared. She wore white gloves inlaid with pearls, placed a precious cello between her knees, adjusted her posture, and began to prepare.
Play.
She first plucked the strings slightly and tried a few scales briefly.
Once, twice, three times...
Backstage, You Tong's heart beat with each musical scale. When the last scale fell, her whole body trembled.
"Xiaotong, please help me just once, and beg you as my mother." Her mother's requesting voice could still be heard in her ears, and Youtong tightened her breathing unconsciously.
Yes, this was Li Jiaqi's idea of letting her perform for her backstage.
Yes, she could play the cello, and she had learned it very early, but because she had an unpleasant quarrel with Li Jiaqi in the club, although her mother didn't say anything later, her eyes showed accusations against her, and then she knew she should
What she did was that she resolutely gave up the cello and started learning the guitar instead.
She always listens to her mother's words, and this time is no exception.
You Tong took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the bow, and felt an electric touch on his fingertips.
The moment the piano sound sounded, her chest palpitated.
She had not touched the cello for a long, long time, so long that she thought she would never play it again, but at this moment she realized that some feelings would never be forgotten and would be unforgettable forever.
Saint-Saëns' "The Swan" is her favorite piece and also her best piece.
A noble swan glided slowly across the water, its white feathers shining with golden light, and its expression was natural and elegant. All the animals were infected by the quiet and elegant atmosphere at this moment. The swan continued to swim leisurely across the blue waves, sometimes staring into the distance, sometimes lowering its head to caress.
Pecking at feathers, they gradually drifted away, leaving only traces of ripples on the lake.
Each note is integrated into the soft music, as if to draw out the human soul, entangling the mystery and lightness forever.
This piece of music was breathtakingly beautiful, but she really wanted to cry.
The swan is beautiful and naturally noble. The ugly duckling can only envy her. But she is not even an ugly duckling and has no qualifications to envy.
There was no light in the dark backstage, and the darkness obscured half of You Tong's face, but people could still feel the faint sadness locked between his eyebrows.
She closed her eyes, immersed in the beautiful notes and a person's sadness.
The tears just fell down silently.
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Rong Yuchi was standing in the corner, casually sipping a glass of red wine, when his ears were suddenly caught by the clear music.
The music was played very well, and even a layman like him, who had no interest in music, could hear that the music was full of deep and surging emotions.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked towards the stage.
Li Jiaqi was playing with her head slightly lowered and concentrating on it, but the gorgeousness of her body was completely different from the feeling of this piece. She may have excellent skills, but she did not have the heart-stopping emotions.
This song nourished his ears, but it was someone else who touched his heart.
For some reason, Rong Yuchi suddenly remembered the stubborn girl who once held a guitar and played in the PUB.
The first time he saw her on the stage, he felt that she was very special. She was not particularly beautiful, but she firmly captured his attention. She had an elegant and refined temperament, even in the dim light,
It’s hard to hide that indomitable quality.
Alone from the world?!
These four words suddenly passed through my mind.
Rong Yuchi was startled for a moment, and then smiled self-deprecatingly. He overestimated her, and she was just a woman who could be bought with money!
I felt suddenly depressed.
The music stopped at this time, he put down his wine glass, avoided everyone's attention, turned and walked towards the garden.
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When the song ended, thunderous applause erupted in the hall, but You Tong in the background had a calm expression, and all the praise had nothing to do with her.
She slowly put down her bow, stiffly left from the back door, and walked towards the courtyard by the side door.
The large fountain pool shimmered under the brilliant lights. The snow-white Venus statue in the pool was incredibly beautiful. It was far away from the main hall, so far away that she couldn't hear the noisy sounds, only the water of the fountain.
Soft sound, lonely and deserted.
Her clothes were still thin after leaving the warm hall, but she felt that the cold feeling was good and could make her calmer.
She stretched out her hand to scoop up a handful of cool water and put it on her eyes, trying to quench the burning sensation.
However, things backfired.
The less she wanted to cry, the more tears flowed out.
I don’t know why, but the grievance I felt tonight was particularly strong. Not only was it hard to express, but my heart was broken into pieces.
She choked, not wanting to let herself continue to think wildly. She took a deep breath to recall her thoughts. She raised her face and was suddenly startled by the figure of the man opposite the fountain pool.
"Ah?! You, you..." She quickly wiped away her tears and looked into Rong Yuchi's deep black eyes with red eyes.
He didn't know when he was standing there, and the two of them looked at each other from a distance across the rain curtain of the fountain pool.
Subconsciously, You Tong felt afraid, afraid of coming into contact with those sharp eyes that seemed to be looking into the secrets in her heart.
Her eyes flickered, and she turned around to run away, but unexpectedly, he quickly chased after her and grabbed her wrist.