Chapter 113: The Great Perfection of the Jindan Period
Chapter 334
The sound of the surrounding people talking came into Ye Yunran's eardrums, and she walked in lightly, not caring.
The corners of Fu Beijue's lips slowly drew a pleasant arc.
The seat he reserved was a VIP seat, in the front row, and a group of six people walked to the front row.
Fu Ziling instantly forgot Fu Beijue's warning, and chattered again: "Sister Yinyin, can we sit here together?"
Xiao Yinyin jumped down from Ye Yunran's arms and sat on the edge with Fu Ziling.
"Big brother, you sit on my left, Ye Jingzhan, you sit on the right side of Sister Yinyin. ”
Fu Ziling arranged the position clearly, and the last two seats next to each other on the side became the positions of Ye Yunran and Fu Beijue.
Ye Yunran sat down leaning on Fu Ziyan, and the voice of Fu Ziling speaking came from time to time in her ears.
"Sister Yinyin, the concert is about to start, are you happy?"
"Sister Yinyin, I've never been to a concert before, so if I don't understand later, don't laugh at me. ”
"Sister Yinyin, let me hold your little hand, wow, your hand is so soft......"
"Fu Ziling, can you be quiet?" this was Fu Ziyan's voice, with a hint of impatience.
Fu Ziling grimaced: "Sister Yinyin likes to listen to me, can you control it?" Sister Yinyin, do you say yes?"
"Hmm!"
The little girl nodded heavily, and made a short syllable.
Fu Ziling was even more proud: "I saw that there was no eldest brother, it was Sister Yinyin who allowed me to speak!"
Seeing the interaction of the children, Ye Yunran's face showed a soft smile.
Maybe it's because of the company of her brother that Xiao Yinyin began to slowly accept the world and began to slowly learn to speak.
Especially Fu Ziling's character, lively, arrogant, and informal, which is in stark contrast to Xiao Yinyin's silence, no wonder Xiao Yinyin is willing to sit next to Fu Ziling...... They are brothers and sisters, with the same blood in their bodies, and deep in their bone marrow, they are also drawn by the power of blood......
The piano recital began, the light in the auditorium dimmed, and Fu Ziling finally stopped talking.
The first piece is a majestic ode, played by two famous pianists with four hands, each note is full of praise and love for the great rivers and mountains, the song flows, like passionate blood......
Ye Yunran likes to listen to piano recitals, but she has not had many opportunities in the past few years.
She has to work, she has to take care of two children, and all the time in her life is filled......
She was immersed in the piano music, her eyes sparkling......
Fu Beijue turned his head and looked at her eyes that were shining in the dark, and his heart seemed to have been hit hard by something.
It's an emotion like never before......
It's like a traveler who has been walking on the desert for months and suddenly sees a clear stream......
This feeling is indescribable.
Fu Beijue slowly leaned down, and the ghost envoy leaned towards Ye Yunran.
"Bang-"
The sound of a heavy object falling on the ground immediately woke him up.
He quickly straightened his back and sat down, making a calm appearance.
Ye Yunran looked down and saw that her water cup had fallen, and she hurriedly bent down to pick up the water cup.
But the lights in the auditorium were turned off, the light was very dim, and it was even darker under the chair, so she could only reach out and touch the ground......
Fu Beijue turned his head and watched her bend down to find a water glass.
Although the light was dim, he could see the delicate features and silhouettes clearly......