Fang Ruchang knew that once he was pulled out of this door by Fang Jiping, everything would inevitably lead to the worst outcome. He could not continue to plead: "Ji Ping, please listen to me first... I know that I really did something wrong this time.

Yes. But I can make up for it! What do you think? I will kneel down in front of Yang Ping and admit my mistake. We will take her over and take good care of her. I promise there will be no more petty tricks! Think about it, if this matter is exposed,

What good will it do to you? The Wu family will not let me go, so how can they let you go? Think about it, I admit my mistake, and we will support Yang Ping together. You are still my son, and you can still continue to be a violinist.

Go further...if you like this girl, just marry her? Everything can get better."

Hearing this, Xiaoman couldn't help but said angrily: "You...how can you be so shameless!"

Fang Ruchang quickly knelt on the ground and begged: "For the sake of our friendship for these twenty years, at least give me a chance to correct my mistakes...I beg you, at least after today, you let me

Confess your guilt in front of your mother, please! If, if your mother really doesn't forgive me, then... then you can take me to the police station! I know I was wrong, I really need to know I was wrong!"

Looking at Fang Ruchang, who was kowtowing on the ground, Fang Jiping suddenly became a little sad, and he subconsciously looked at Xiaoman.

Xiaoman glanced at Fang Jiping with a complicated expression, and said helplessly: "You can make up your mind..."

"After the banquet is over, you must go to the hospital! Explain clearly what you have done!" Fang Jiping bit down and lifted Fang Ruchang up with one hand, his expression became a little cold, "For the sake of

For the sake of raising me for twenty years."

"Okay, okay." Fang Ruchang couldn't care less about the change in status between the two at this time.

He just thought that it would take as long as he could. As long as Fang Jiping was not impulsive, there would still be a chance. He was very aware of Fang Jiping's indecisive character.

…

"It will be dance music later. After the performance, I will follow you immediately."

After walking out of the tea room, Fang Ruchang, who was afraid that Fang Jiping would suddenly change his doctrine, promised again. Fang Jiping, who looked irritated, did not respond.

Xiaoman also remained silent.

Fang Jiping straightened his clothes, and the host of the banquet was announcing the upcoming dance session in a serious voice.

"...On this splendid evening, our famous conductor Mr. Fang Ruchang will lead his orchestra and present a piece of Edgar's "Love's Greetings" to Mrs. Zhang! Applause, please!"

Thunderous applause.

However, the lights were completely dimmed at this moment. In the huge banquet hall, only a beam of spotlights fell down, but it fell on the piano in a corner.

I don't know when the piano changed its position. At this moment, its back was completely turned to everyone, and it seemed that a person was sitting on it.

Only the piano's raised top cover completely blocked the person's appearance. In the darkness, under the spotlight, the location of the piano looked particularly eye-catching.

It had begun to play, and a few notes slowly flowed out. A young and powerful voice passed through the venue's audio equipment and slowly sounded.

"Special program, just give us a little time." The piano player said softly: "A little story."

Since it is said to be a special program... then it was arranged by the host of the banquet, right?

Everyone listened attentively... although the sound of the piano sounded a little harsh to those who knew how to do it.

Zhang Li Lanfang glanced at his granddaughter, smiled and said softly: "What have you arranged for me?"

Zhang Qingrui... Where did Miss Zhang arrange this program? She just had an excellent hearing and figured out who the owner of the voice was.

Just when she was about to say something, hoping to redeem herself, after a heavy note, the person playing the piano began to speak again.

"In a quiet little village, a woman's husband left her early. He said he went out to work, and no one came back. Soon after, the woman heard that the man had a new home outside, and

The woman has given birth to a child. The woman doesn’t know whether her husband will come back, but the woman knows that she has indeed lost contact with her husband.”

The sound of the piano rotates softly, like a low voice.

"She once went out looking for a long time. Finally, she returned to the quiet little village where she lived in despair. The woman looked at her child, a very small child. The child had a tiger-like head and a very beautiful pair of eyes.

Eyes. The woman's natal family advised her to remarry, but the condition was that she could not take the child with her. She gave up and planned to raise the child alone."

The music is a little faster.

"She took on all the work by herself, whether it was farm work or household chores. Although life was difficult, it passed day by day. Just when the woman thought she would bring up her child like this, fate was unpredictable again.

It tortured her. Her child, who was less than three years old, contracted a serious illness. This was a completely unbearable burden for her. She asked neighbors and villagers to borrow money and tried every means.

, could not raise enough money to enable her child to survive the disease. The woman later made a decision that she regretted for the rest of her life."

The piano suddenly slowed down.

"The small village was actually not quiet afterwards. I don't know since when, several outsiders came to the village. They started a gambling business in the village. Square small dice, six different points, one

Two, three, four, five and six, these points seem to have endless magic power. They can make people gain more income than a whole year overnight; they can also make people lose a whole year's income overnight...

…They seem to be this woman’s last hope.”

Along with the sound of the piano, some people held their breath, as if they could already foresee how this woman would walk in with hope, but come out with greater despair... After all, this kind of thing happened too many times.

People here have heard of such things, but have never experienced it with their own lives. They suddenly felt that in this environment accompanied by the sound of the piano, hearing such stories gave them a sense of security through the glass.

"The woman succeeded in this gamble. Unexpectedly, she gained enough money to cure her child. Not long after, the woman's child appeared healthy again.

In front of her, life doesn't seem to get any easier because of this."

The soft voice turned into a whisper again.

"The woman doesn't know when it started. Perhaps because of her first try, she contracted something called gambling addiction. The money came so fast, and when it was almost over, the woman felt that her past happiness and suffering were all gone.

Labor was like a joke. Every time, every time, when she walked into the gambling stall, she had hope. Every time, every time, when she walked out of the gambling stall, there was no smile on her face.

"

Sudden rapidity.

"Suddenly one day, the woman started to win money after a long absence. She was even more excited. She was so excited that she even forgot that the child was playing alone outside... No, the woman always remembered her son. She remembered saying to her son

Every promise she made. She promised that when she got rich, she would take him to the town to watch shadow puppet shows and take him to a restaurant in the town to have a sumptuous meal. When the weather got cold, she thought about what she had in hand.

The money she paid could buy a new cotton-padded jacket for her child. When her child grew older, she thought that she could send her child to school. She even dreamed of setting up a TV at home for a day, and holding her child in her arms while watching it and falling asleep at night.

She wanted a refrigerator with lots and lots of popsicles in it. On the night of the summer solstice, she and her children could sit in front of the door, one for you and one for me, watching the sunset. She thought a lot, but she

What she didn't expect was that she had not seen her son since that day. On that day, a strange man came to the village and did some abduction and trafficking. So, the child disappeared from this small village.

Gone."

"The child was taken away, and the woman regretted it extremely. She blamed herself, she thought about it softly, and even hated herself. She once committed suicide by hanging from a rafter, but was saved. She survived and wanted to see her child, but she couldn't.

One year it snowed heavily, and during the Chinese New Year, the woman quietly carried a cloth bag and left the small village amidst the sound of firecrackers. As soon as she left, she walked for twenty years... Finally, the woman found her own love.

child."

The story came to a conclusion very suddenly, but the audience felt an uncomfortable feeling.

However, the story continues and the sound of the piano does not stop.

"After the child was taken away that day, he was taken to a very far away place by human traffickers. He saw many children like him who were brought from other places. Boys and girls, some had their legs broken.

His feet and some of his hands were broken. Like these children, he was forced to beg for money on the street. I don’t know when the child began to resent the woman. He blamed him for ignoring her, and he blamed her for only knowing how to be in that full of life.

He was trapped in a sinful gambling stall. He carefully hid the rattle given to him by the woman, loving it and hating it."

"One day, a man bought a child back from a trafficker. The man gave the child a very good education and even made him an excellent performer. Twenty years later, the child has grown up

As an adult, he has a girl he likes, he has a career he loves, and he seems to have a very good life. And at this time, he saw the woman who lost him back then."

"He grew up, but the resentment hidden in his heart could not be eliminated. He didn't know how to face this woman. At this time, in front of the child, there was actually a choice. The man who adopted him said: If

If you choose your former mother, you will lose everything. But the man also promised this child that if he does not tell all this, he will be able to enjoy everything. He can even adopt his mother quietly. Yes, quietly

.”

The young man playing the piano fell silent here, and only the sound of fingertips gradually became more skillful. "At this point in the story, I can't know the ending. What I know is that the woman did not play at the gambling stall.

Can hear the voice of the child. Twenty years later, the child seems to have not heard the voice of the woman on the stage of life, how similar... Richard Clayderman, "Concerto of Love", I hope you like it

.”

…

The sound stopped, the playing stopped, and the venue became quiet, as if being transported into an old black and white movie. No one seemed willing to speak first to break the silence.

Only Fang Jiping in the corner had tears streaming down his face. He stared blankly at the piano and choked up: "I... am that child."

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Chapter completed!