Early winter nights always come early, and the twilight is chilly.

Ji Hesheng stood at the door of the Mucheng Grand Theater, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, and there was still more than half an hour before 8 o'clock before the performance officially began.

Secretary Shen stood there and persuaded: "Mr. Ji, it's still a little cold at night, why don't you go in and wait!" ”

Ji Hesheng shook his head, his eyes looked ahead, he wanted to stand here and wait for her.

"You go back first!" Ji Hesheng opened his mouth and said, his expression unchanged.

Secretary Shen wanted to say something more, but finally chose to be silent.

He stood with Ji Hesheng for about ten minutes, until a cold wind blew, and Secretary Shen couldn't help but shiver.

During the day, I was in the air conditioner, so I didn't wear much, and when I stood outside at night, I realized that the weather had cooled down so much now.

Seeing his pale face, Ji Hesheng said lightly, "You go back first, and you won't have to pick me up when it's over." ”

"But ......" Secretary Shen stopped talking, Ji Hesheng's leg was not completely well, and if he looked closely, he was still a little lame, and the doctor advised him not to drive until he fully recovered.

"I'm fine." After Ji Hesheng finished speaking, he looked into the distance again.

In view of Ji He's usual style in his life, Secretary Shen knew that it was useless to say more, and as a subordinate, he had no way to resist the boss's words.

When Secretary Shen left, Ji Hesheng continued to stand in the wind without the slightest impatience.

The moonlight is cool, mixed with the cold wind, but there is no loneliness in such a night.

The entrance of the Grand Theater was full of pedestrians, who were talking and laughing in it, and Ji Hesheng stood there alone and looked a little abrupt.

Some people secretly looked at him, such a clear and elegant man stood in the cold wind, although his face was light, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he looked particularly dazzling.

"Mr. Ji?" A woman in a red dress walked over, covered with a black coat.

She has wavy hair and retro red lips, and the whole person is charming and colorful.

Ji Hesheng looked at her with deep eyes.

"Jiang Lan?" He asked, his voice sounding faint and comfortable.

The woman in front of her is Jiang Lan, who just won the actress not long ago, and now it is a hot time.

When she first debuted, she was under Juehuang Entertainment, and Ji Hesheng was also quite optimistic about her at that time, so he specially dialed Juehuang's gold agent to her. Although she later left Juehuang Entertainment, it can be said that her achievements today are also part of Juehuang.

"Mr. Ji still remembers me." The woman hooked her lips and smiled, raised her hand and stroked the hair on one side casually, her eyebrows and eyes were all amorous.

"Yes."

Jiang Lan curled his lips and smiled, "Mr. Ji also came to see Mr. William's piano performance?" ”

"Yes."

"It looks like it's about to start, why don't you go in?" Jiang Lan walked around him, and then naturally put his hand on his shoulder.

The tip of the nose spread the smell of perfume on the woman's body, not strong, like a clear lily fragrance, but Ji Hesheng still twisted his eyebrows lightly, and didn't seem to like this smell.

His face was silent, and his voice was cold, "Wait for someone." ”

"What kind of person has such a big face that makes Mr. Ji stand in the cold wind and wait?" Jiang Lan raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

Ji Hesheng's eyes glanced at her hand, and asked casually, "Can you take your hand down?" ”

"Mr. Ji is still as incomprehensible as he was back then," Jiang Lan raised his hand, but he was not annoyed, still smiling.

"Jiang Lan, aren't you going in yet?" There was a man standing on the side, seeing that Jiang Lan had been talking to Ji Hesheng, as if he was a little impatient, he opened his mouth and said, glancing at Ji Hesheng lightly.

"Here we are." Jiang Lan glanced at him coquettishly, and then said to Ji Hesheng, "Then I'll go in first, Mr. Ji." ”

"Yes."

Jiang Lan looked at Ji Hesheng's angular face, which had been shallow and faint, and a playful light suddenly flashed in her eyes, she leaned into Ji Hesheng's ear and said lightly, "Thank you for Mr. Ji's cultivation back then, I can't repay it, and I will ...... in the future."

Then she didn't say anything, just left his ear and beckoned to him, "Goodbye, Mr. Ji." ”

As soon as Jiang Lan walked to the front, the man who spoke before frowned vaguely, "What did you say to him, so close?" ”

"Are you jealous?" Jiang Lan hooked his lips and glanced at it, and the man's face was a little angry.

"Jealous? That's not going to happen, I still have some understanding of Ji Hesheng's personality. The man's hand suddenly touched her waist, "He doesn't look down on you." ”

"Gu Shengan......" Jiang Lan glanced at him angrily, and then took his hand away, "Hmph, it just so happens that I don't like him either." ”

"Hehe......" The man smiled lowly, ignoring Jiang Lan's resistance, and directly tied her in his arms, "Don't mention him, don't you want to listen to piano music?" Let's go......"

"I'm not going." Jiang Lan stopped, raised a bewitching little face and looked at the other side.

"Really?" Gu Shengan leaned into her ear and asked softly.

"No, no." Jiang Lan seems to be petty.

"Okay, come back to Mexico City with me." Gu Shengan pulled Jiang Lan and left.

Ji Hesheng still stood there alone, like a statue.

He looked down at his watch, and there were only five minutes left to leave the scene, but Ji Qingsang hadn't come yet.

His eyebrows turned from cold to silent, hiding a heavy disappointment.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late." The girl's voice suddenly sounded not far away, and Ji Hesheng raised a smile and searched for Ji Qingsang's figure.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Mulberry ......" Before his words fell, he saw a small figure rushing over.

"It's okay, I've just arrived." The tall man whispered, a gentle look on his face.

"It's going to start right away, let's go inside!" The girl's voice was also dyed with joy, and she lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head like a little girl who had tasted love for the first time.

"Yes, okay."

"Qiao Yanxi, thank you."

"I asked you to watch it with me, so you don't have to thank me."

"Hehe......"

The figures of the two became farther and farther away, and their voices became softer and softer, and Ji Hesheng just watched Ji Qingsang and Qiao Yanxi walk into the Grand Theater.

His gentle eyebrows and eyes seemed to have been absorbed in a thousand colors from then on, turning into water vapor evaporated by the scorching summer sun, and after rising, only a bleak black and white remained.

This was the first time that Ji Qingsang walked past him, without him in his eyes.

The short nails sank heavily in his palms, but he didn't feel a trace of pain, because the pain spreading in his heart had already spread over his limbs and bones, and he couldn't breathe.

Later, he learned that this feeling was originally called love.

The elegant and beautiful piano music was staged in the Grand Theater, but Ji Hesheng stayed in the cold wind.

There was silence all around, and it seemed that only the sound of the wind was whistling by.

It was a long, long time before he took a step towards the theater.

He didn't go to the reserved seat, just stood in the doorway and watched.

On the seat in the third row, the girl who was sitting was once his longing for it.

Although he used some means to bring her from heaven to hell, he also tried his best to make up for it, he loved her and cared for her and treated her as a treasure, but she turned him away because he couldn't cross the hurdle in his heart.

At first, the sound of the piano was quite soft, but gradually, the sound began to rapid, and the fingertips flying on the black and white keys seemed to have magic power, tightly affecting people's hearts.

However, at this time, Ji Hesheng had no waves, he seemed to have the cold silence of a cold night, and there was no temperature.

At the end of the song, thunderous applause rang out from the audience.

"It's said to be Mr. William's proudest work, isn't it?" Qiao Yanxi looked at Ji Qingsang's face and smiled with satisfaction.

"Well, it is said that he wrote it to the woman he loved." Ji Qingsang's gaze never moved off the stage too much.

Qiao Yanxi looked at her with some fascination, she still looked plain, but she was like a butterfly with wings spreading, dazzling.

When he saw her for the first time, the balance in his heart had slowly fallen.

Maybe Ji Qingsang doesn't understand his feelings for her now, but it doesn't matter, he will wait until she can understand his mind.

"Mr. William needs a moment's rest, please wait a moment. And the next piece is the first time that Mr. William has talked about it, so I must deal with it with 100,000 care, hoping to surprise everyone. The host suddenly came on stage and said, but the pot exploded underneath.

"Is Mr. William about to publish a new work?"

"Probably."

"I'm looking forward to it, he hasn't released a new song for several years."

"It seems that good works still need time to polish."

The originally brightly lit stage suddenly dimmed, and only a few dim lights remained.

Mr. William, dressed in white, took the stage again, the stage smeared with stars, and he sat at the piano, his fingers slowly stroking the black and white keys.

"Ding Dong-" two sounds, like the sound of spring water.

Mr. William spoke suddenly, "This piece was learned by the contemptible man in the afternoon, and was entrusted to a girl. ”

His years of acting career have allowed him to hone his language, and although he still has a strange accent, he is still quite proficient in Chinese.

Everyone waited in silence, and the sound of shallow breathing in the theater was replaced.

Originally, this concert was not arranged, so everyone was quite surprised.

You know, Mr. Wilhelm never performs other people's pieces in his own recitals, probably because he has too many masterpieces, so it is enough to play his own music.

After a while, the clear piano sound sounded slowly, at first very slowly, like a mellow wine, the more it lasted, the more mellow it became, and then the sound suddenly became high-pitched, with an excited start and turn, and then later, the piano sound seemed to weaken, but it was graceful and long.

I have to say that Mr. William is really a very good piano master, and all the keys under him make sounds with indescribable colors, especially this piece, which is obviously not a famous repertoire, or even unheard of, but can provoke people's thoughts, like memories, people trapped in it, can't pull it out but are willing.