Shao Moqin's three words, suddenly, broke through the barriers of the two worlds and entered her ears.

Qin Fanyin's fingertips trembled slightly, and in the next second, he raised his head and captured the man very lightly.

He wears a black stand-up collar suit, and the style fits his restrained and strong aura very well. Under the spotlight, as he first saw him, whether it was a fight or facing the media, his eyes were calm and calm, and he controlled a qiē with the attitude of an absolute dominant.

Obviously the banquet hall was so big, so many people shuttled back and forth, and it was obvious that he was surrounded by a group of people, but she still saw him at a glance.

The opening song ended, Qin Fanyin's work was completed, and she lingered in the banquet hall like other guests.

The charity dinner officially began, and Shao Moqin walked onto the stage amid thunderous applause.

Qin Fanyin looked at him for a moment.

Shaw Brothers, Shao Moqin...... It turned out that he was the son of the Shaw Brothers......

By the way, when they first met, he was sitting in an expensive luxury car, and Shao Shihui looked like a rich child. How could the two of them be ordinary people. Qin Fanyin did not pay attention to the world of the rich, because of this performance, he had an understanding of the fame and wealth of the multinational financial group dominated by the Shaw Brothers.

Shao Moqin stood under the brilliant lights, his eyes scanning the audience, still with that calm and unhurried momentum. Qin Fanyin suddenly laughed. A man with a wife and children, she didn't have any reverie, and knowing his tall identity was not even worse.

The venue was quiet, and Shao Moqin, who was on the stage, raised his hand and gestured to something.

Qin Fanyin's eyes widened in astonishment, and then, he only heard the man standing not far from him speaking into the microphone.

"I am glad that you have taken time out of your busy schedules to attend the charity dinner for the care and rescue of trafficked women and children, for which I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude......

Qin Fanyin looked at Shao Moqin, who was playing sign language, and then looked at the man who was talking on the side, obviously, it was "simultaneous translation".

……

The man can't speak?

……

He's mute?

Qin Fanyin had a feeling of five thunderbolts.

Obviously he should be the pride of the sky, how can a man who gathers all the halos in one body be dumb?

The speech on the stage continued, and Qin Fanyin suddenly felt very uncomfortable. It's like I like something perfect very much, and I feel so distressed that I see it broken.

In fact, the spokesman can speak to the prepared script, while in other business occasions, Shao Moqin does just sit on the sidelines and let the assistant speak on his behalf. He rarely communicates directly with people, let alone uses sign language lightly, with one exception.

In terms of philanthropy, whether it is a charity dinner like this or a ribbon-cutting at a donated school, he will personally take the stage. Maybe the person below can't read sign language, but he will still stand there and make serious gestures. It's a symbol, it's an influence.

On the stage, the spokesman cooperated with Shao Moqin's sign language and said: "Before the auction officially starts, please watch a short video." ”

The lights dimmed. The huge curtain fell, and the film began to show.

Accompanied by shocking scenes, a low statement sounded: "According to statistics, 8 million people in China go missing every year, and nearly 10 million people are searching. Among them, trafficked women and children are a huge group that cannot be ignored. And behind this shocking figure, there are endless tragedies for many families......

Where do trafficked children go when they go missing? It is best to be sold to a remote rural family and start another life, forever separated from your own parents. There are also many unfortunate children who have been maimed by illegal organizations and forced to beg on the streets; was sold to work as a child in a black brick kiln, and never saw the light of day for the rest of his life; They were sold abroad as prostitutes until they died of disease; Organs were removed, hands and feet were cut off, and they were buried ...... life"

With a mournful voice, the scene was as silent as death.

Qin Fanyin looked at those terrible pictures, and couldn't restrain her trembling hands from clenching the hem of her skirt.

"China has become the world's largest market for child trafficking, and traffickers have organized and planned crimes, forming a complete trafficking industry chain. And once a child is missing, trying to find it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. In the eyes of parents, children are a qiē. Some parents can go without work for several years after the loss of their children, looking for them day and night, exhausting all their savings and even going into debt. Some parents, in the cycle of hope, disappointment and despair, have mental abnormalities and are no longer able to perform social functions......"

Gu Xuran held her mother who was about to stand unsteadily in time. Mrs. Gu tightly grasped Gu Xinyuan's hand beside her, tears rolled down her eyes, she lowered her head to wipe her tears, and repeated the words: "It's okay...... Ok......"

The video is interspersed with statements from several victims and their families, who burst into tears even though they repeatedly restrained their feelings. The parents who were able to find their children were able to rejoice...... Forever Lost Children, Heartbroken Parents...... The girl who escaped from the devil's cave...... The woman rescued from an illegal banking organization...... What happened to them, those dark, cruel and terrible things, is the other side of society that these people who stand at the top of the pyramid never touch and do not pay attention to. The celebrities covered their mouths in fear and shock, and their faces turned pale.

"When we see a child killed in the news, we will be filled with righteous indignation, we will light candles on Weibo to pray for blessings, and we will say that there is no pain in heaven in the circle of friends. But is there really nothing we can do but pray for blessings, mourning, and anger? ”

The video ends with a question, and the hall is as bright as daylight again. But even if the lights are brilliant at this moment, it can't dispel the chill just now, and the venue is silent for a while.

It wasn't until Shao Moqin walked to the front of the stage that the spokesman spoke again.

Qin Fanyin looked at the man in the spotlight, his eyes slightly wet.

It turns out that he is not her hero alone. He has saved so many people.

Qin Fanyin was not disappointed because of the loss of that uniqueness, on the contrary, her heart was full of emotion and admiration because of his nobility and selflessness.

In her eyes, he is no longer just a man, he represents a kind of strength, a kind of spirit.

When everyone is concerned, the auction officially begins. The capitalists were driven to the price of the auction objects all the way up.

There is a pair of calligraphy and paintings written by Shao Moqin, Qin Fanyin especially wants to buy it, but she can't afford it......

For the first time, she hated that she was too poor.

On the other side, Shao Shihui looked at Qin Fanyin from a distance. Her tall and slender figure, dressed in white and black dress, is very eye-catching in the crowd. Because Gu Xinyuan was by his side, he didn't go out of his way to greet her for fear of causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

He was not afraid of what Qin Fanyin would think about Shao Moqin, although it was not very kind to think so, but a mute with a six-year-old daughter, and an inexplicable past, there was no comparison with a golden bachelor like him. So he generously gave her Shao Moqin's contact information.

However, sometimes, God likes to joke with people, and some things will always go on another track unexpectedly.

After the auction, there was a dance party, and the atmosphere gradually returned to relaxation.

Qin Fanyin was not interested in the ball, and the man also left after the auction. She said goodbye to her orchestra colleagues and planned to go first.

Before he left the hall, Qin Fanyin was stopped.

"Hello, I am Mr. Shao's assistant. Mr. Shao appreciates and agrees with your professionalism very much, and wants to hire you as his daughter's cello teacher. Do you have the will? In terms of salary, you can mention it. ”

"Mr. Shao?" Qin Fanyin asked hesitantly, "Shao Moqin?" ”

"Yes." The man nodded.

Qin Fanyin thought for a moment and said, "Can I have an interview with Mr. Shao?" ”

"Yes. Mr. Shao is in the lounge, and I will take you there. ”

Qin Fanyin carried the piano on his back and followed behind the assistant, his hanging hands tightened slightly.

Last time, after she said thank you, she deleted his WeChat and mobile phone number. She didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore, not even just a contact information. This is the first time in her life, a man she has only seen once, brought her unspeakable throbbing.

She was afraid, afraid that she would fall into hopeless unrequited love.

"Teacher Qin, Mr. Shao is inside, you can go in by yourself." The assistant opened the door gently and stood outside respectfully.

Qin Fanyin swallowed his throat and walked into the room.

In contrast to the bright lights outside the hallway, the interior is dark, and the music of the cello echoes through the dark room.

Qin Fanyin stood in place, there was a large floor-to-ceiling window opposite, and thousands of stars seeped in outside the window, and he didn't feel dark after getting used to it.

In the starlit room, she saw a man leaning back on the couch.

"Mr. Shao." She whispered.

No response.

She took two steps closer and was about to speak again when she noticed the man with his eyes closed, as if he were sleeping.

She tentatively said softly: "Mr. Shao? ”

Still no response. She was sure that he was asleep.

He's tired, isn't he? During the day, I am busy with summits, and at night, I have to be busy with charity dinners.

Qin Fanyin looked at Shao Moqin up close in the moonlight. Look at his sleeping face, his slightly frowning thick black brows, his beautiful hand on the armrest, his tall figure...... When he saw the man's slender legs, Qin Fanyin suddenly retracted his gaze and lowered his head, feeling a sense of uneasiness about crime.

Don't look at indecent acts. A married man should not look at it so unscrupulously, let alone have inappropriate reverie.

She turned her face away and decided to find something to do for herself.

Qin Fanyin gradually lowered the volume of the speaker until it was muted. Then he opened the case, took out the cello, and sat down on the chair diagonally opposite the sofa.

Since he fell asleep listening to the cello, she played him a live version. Qin Fanyin chose her brother's favorite song "Memory" before going to bed.

Quiet and melodious music flows slowly in the room......

The man on the sofa frowned.

"Murchin...... I learned the cello......"

"I'll play the violin for you......"

The girl sat with her backlight, her long black hair gilded with a warm halo, and her eyebrows curled with a smile.

"Murchin...... How good do I play......"

"That's good." His voice was low and magnetic.

The girl put down the strings and looked at him sadly, "Mochin, I'm homesick......"

His heart was suffocated, and he was pinched and painful.

Her figure gradually receded, blurring, "Mochin, you want to find me...... Be sure to find me......"

"Sue me, where are you!" He rushed forward, trying to chase the blurred light and shadow.

Shao Moqin opened his eyes suddenly, and the sound of the cello was still echoing in his ears, the same melody as in his dream.

It was as if he had been slowly withdrawn from a long past, and his eyes were dark, anxious, and painful. He moved his fingers, sat up slowly, and when he looked up, he saw a woman sitting by the window playing the cello.

Behind her is a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and the vast and deep starry sky has become her embellishment. In the moonlight like a waterfall, her chin lowered her eyes, her expression was focused and quiet, and she played a gentle movement like water.

Is this in a dream? Or is it out of the dream?

Shao Moqin got up and walked forward slowly.

It wasn't until a tall shadow shrouded down that Qin Fanyin raised his head vigilantly.

Caught off guard, he crashed into the man's dark pupils.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and she looked at him in a daze.