Chapter 117: Will You Leave Me?
She didn't say that she was inexplicably empathetic: "It's nothing, it's just a little immersed in the music." ”
Jin Hengshen approached, and when I saw her with tears, I felt a little distressed when I saw her pitiful appearance.
"You only know that Anna died depressed, but you don't know that the love songs that Bach wrote all his life were born because of her. ”
He lowered his eyelids, seemingly telling history, but in fact he was comforting Xia Cenxi's self-proclaimed despicable heart.
The woman looked up at him, not knowing why.
"Music is more of a form of emotional healing, I know what you're thinking, but Xia Cens, I'm not Bach, and you're not Anna. ”
Xia Cen Xi watched in shock as he put his hand on his face, gently wiping away a teardrop that had just fallen, and the temperature of his fingertips was even warmer than just now.
Seeing Xia Cenxi's brows stretched, Jin Hengshen put down his right hand and smiled at her.
"Let's go, Bach didn't just write such a sad song......"
His hand hung in the air, waiting for her to catch it.
No matter what kind of future he has, holding his hand at this moment is the only way Xia Cengxi can think of to be worthy of his heart.
She also showed a sweet smile, yes, why should I mix other people's stories myself, in the end in exchange for irritable moods, it is better to enjoy the moment, the moment with him.
The orchestral music is a mixture of joy and sorrow, sometimes high and aggressive, sometimes low and dull, but the audience will still be immersed in the fusion of these instruments.
The time in the second half passed quickly, probably because Jin Hengshen was by his side, Xia Cen Xi forgot that there was still a part of the audience playing on stage......
The last piece came to an end, and the aged conductor stood up and bowed deeply to the audience.
There is a similarity in the concerts of this kind of tour, when the musicians finish their performances, they will invite a random audience member with some musical knowledge to play on stage.
Before the commander could pick someone, Jin Hengshen stood up directly, and by the way, he also brought Xia Cen Xi beside him.
"Hello, this is my wife. She's also a good amateur pianist, and although she may not be that professional, I think she'll be a treat for everyone. ”
The attention of the whole audience was cast.
Xia Cen Xi was terrified and hurriedly pulled Jin Hengshen's sleeve: "How can I?"
"Of course you can. ”
Countless people have told her how you should conduct your life and how you should become a wealthy daughter, but no one has told her, "Of course you can." ”
Xia Cen was too shy to go on stage, but the kind conductor had already looked over: "This young lady, are you willing to come on stage to draw a complete end to our concert today?"
Jin Hengshen didn't speak, just looked at Xia Cen's hesitant posture and kept laughing.
She lifted the corner of the cheongsam and slowly walked onto the stage under the gaze of everyone, but her eyes kept on Jin Hengshen's body.
Will he be his pride?
Xia Cen Xi at this moment, like a kingfisher flying into the theater from the window, she is smart and beautiful, from posture to appearance, all of them are the focus of the moment, and some people even secretly photographed the Republic of China woman who was about to sit in front of the piano.
Jin Heng looked at her deeply, sitting in front of the piano with elegant intellectuality, his jade hand slowly resting on the piano, but his memory was dragged to many years ago.
Not only did Xia Cen Xi never forget his first acquaintance, but he also had a deep impression of the little girl sitting in front of the piano.
The silence is broken by the first note, followed by the fluttering of the ten fingers, performing a nocturne on the black and white keys.
She played another piece from Bach to Anna, and coincidentally, this one she had played in front of Jin Hengshen seven years earlier.
Jin Heng looked deeply at the people on the stage.
The immature and young girl has grown up, and now she is noble and elegant, and her gestures are the character of a mature woman. Especially when playing the piano, it can make Jin Heng feel at ease.
With the surge of applause, Xia Cen Xi dropped the last note, but the entire hall was still filled with the echo just now......
She saw that the brightest being in the crowd was also clapping herself, and that was enough.
After the crowd dispersed, she reluctantly walked down from the stage, to be precise, in front of Jin Hengshen.
The man looked at her condescendingly, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden: "It seems... Director Xia is also an excellent pianist. ”
Jin Hengshen doesn't smile often, ordinary people can only see his cold side, and he has laughed a little more often in front of Xia Cen Xi recently, originally because of his silence, he looked more like a sculptural face, and he smiled like a bright teenager.
"It was natural, and I thought I would have chosen to be a pianist if I hadn't had a job. ”
Ordinary life, accompanied by the piano, is also very good.
Jin Hengshen's right hand was always turning the ring on his ring finger, smooth and cold.
The two of them walked out of the concert hall at the end, and the night was already dark, and it looked like the sky was covered more than it had been when they first entered.
Wang Jingheng was sent back to the company by him and continued to deal with the public opinion turmoil that had not yet calmed down, so the two had to walk side by side on the street.
Luckily, it's not too far from the villa.
Xia Cenxi's good mood was almost all written on his face, not only because Jin Hengshen was on his side, but also because of the experience of playing on stage.
But Jin Hengshen, who began to worry about it when he came out of the concert hall, didn't laugh, and the action of stroking the ring continued.
"Xia Cen Xi. ”
He stopped her.
She turned her head slightly, and a raw stone flower bloomed in Jin Heng's deep heart.
"Why did you fall in love with me?"
Jin Heng used the word love deeply, she understands the gap between like and love, like is a momentary heartbeat, and will never rely on a trace of relationship to insist on seven years; love is even if you have seen the other side of your life, you are still willing to be the person around you.
Xia Cen Xi has asked himself this question countless times, but the final answer is nothing more than one: I don't know.
It's really strange to love, a heinous and ugly-looking person also has the right to be loved, usually this kind of question is not answered, because she is just facing that person, and clearly hear the voice in her heart saying, I love him.
"I want to... Probably because you are Jin Hengshen. ”
Because it's Jin Hengshen, not Jin Hengqian, not Zhang San and Li Si, just because you are Jin Hengshen, the one who walked into my life at the age of seventeen.
The person behind him knocked over the jar called Seven Emotions and Six Desires in his heart, and stopped.
"Is it because I'm Jin Hengshen?"
"Xia Cenxi, I've seen too many partings. I don't want to be doused with cold water again when I'm about to open my heart. ”
I don't say a word about I love you, I don't like you at all, but I don't want to lose you.
Xia Cen Xi panicked, she didn't know what Jin Hengshen wanted to express.
How long is forever? She doesn't know, why is she not afraid of parting? Not to mention that she hasn't approached Jin Hengshen's heart yet, even if he falls in love with herself, won't she leave? So how can she be worthy of spending half of her life on a person.
"Hengshen, you..."
"Will you leave me?" these words came out of Jin Hengshen's mouth, and he stared at Xia Cenxi's amber eyes tightly, not giving her a chance to breathe.