Entertainment News, you know! Park Vivian nodded and sent Chen Chen away.

Huaihai Road, the former Xiafei Road, the former French Concession. The hundred-year-old camphor is shaded, the branches and shadows are heavy, and the mansion compound behind the shade seems to have more of the vast world than the dust of a hundred days in the night, joys and sorrows.

A lamp was lit at the big iron gate of Zhu Lin, and Pu Wei'an pulled Xiu Xia into the deep courtyard, the bluestone brick road, and plunged into the dark and secluded house. This is the old mansion left to her by Vivian Park's mother, as lonely and gloomy as a cold palace, and the warm breeze of spring can never blow in.

Xiu Xia followed Vivian into the room and looked at the gorgeous inner room. The moonlight shone like smoke on a painting above the fireplace, and a large silver frame was inlaid with a portrait of a woman, which looked very similar to that of Vivian Park.

She is dressed in a traditional Korean dress embroidered with yellow satin beads, slender and delicate, with a pair of affectionate beautiful eyes, vaguely waiting, longing...... In tears.

Xiu Xia asked, "This is your mother?" ”

Park Vivian was lying on a chaise longue at this time, and when she heard Xiu Xia's question, she slowly stood up, walked to the portrait, and said, "Yes, she is my mother... Park so-yi. ”

Vivian Park's eyes stared at the portrait of her mother, and she didn't speak for a long time, and in an instant, tears slipped from her beautiful eyes. Xiu Xia took Park Vian's hand and said, "She is so beautiful. ”

Vivian whispered, "She's beautiful, isn't she?" Everyone who sees her can't take their eyes off her, but it's because of her beauty that she brings disaster to her..."

Park Vian seemed to fall into a memory, her jade lips opened lightly, and she said slowly: "I take my mother's surname Park, because I hate my father's surname..."

In April in 1986, the ancient city of Kyoto, Japan, was shrouded in fog, and the white shadows in the fog were in a trance, and the red shadows were cherry blossoms. The endless sight of cherry blossoms is a sea of cherry blossoms. The heavy, red and bright, shockingly opened, so that the thousands of white stripes lost their load and fell heavily to the ground.

The cherry blossoms on the ground are like crazy women, who love people and want to win his heart and his attention. So, with all his life, he blossomed, and did not hesitate to fall from the branches to the ground.

Park Xiuyi, a charming, mysterious and beautiful, indescribable, wisps of name in memory, there are always people who can't forget her, and there are always people who follow her. Because this night was packed in the concert hall of the Cultural Center.

She sang a series of three Italian songs, two English songs, two Japanese folk songs, but the finale was a poignant Chinese tune: Red Bean Ci.

The lights were dim, and a moon-white light was cast, making the stage appear like a cliff-like lonely height and clearness, and Pu Xiuyi was a touch of red orchid on the cliff.

She was wearing an off-the-shoulder red silk evening dress, her red lips opened, and the song broke through the top of the cliff.

"Endless lovesickness, blood and tears throw red beans, can't finish the spring willows and spring flowers are full of painting buildings, can't sleep steadily, screen windows, after the wind and rain dusk, I can't forget the new sorrow and the old sorrow..."

The audience was fascinated, and the whole hall calmed the tension of listening. At the end of the song of red beans, the thunderous applause from the audience resounded throughout the audience.

This beautiful and gentle woman with a natural voice is the Chinese singer Pu Xiuyi, who has the reputation of "the sound of the dust, the voice of the dust" in the music world.

The applause continued, and the guests who laid flowers poured onto the stage. Park Xiuyi smiled, took the bouquet of flowers, and after the curtain call three times, walked back to the backstage. Suddenly there was someone