The boss sends me money every day

Chapter 1674

In such a beautiful performance, this voice is too obvious, and the sadness is strong.

Mo Yiheng couldn't help being curious, and slowly raised his eyes to look at the main stage. This glance made him feel like his heart stopped...

Standing up abruptly, she looked over there in disbelief.

Several foreigners were taken aback because he stood up suddenly. They didn't know how they had offended this person, so they also stood up, not daring to vent their anger.

And he didn't say anything, just stared at a certain place on the stage.

A row of performers are immersed in their own music. On a chair next to it, a girl in a white dress is sitting, playing the cello. Her posture is natural. Her curly hair flutters slightly due to the movement, and her round face is nothing. Special feelings, looking intently at the score in front of me.

The voice of sadness and a little missing came from her cello.

The lights on the stage were too dim, which made Mo Yiheng wonder if he had made a mistake.

After all, in the past two years, he never took the initiative to seek news of her, and he never thought of seeing her again.

noob……

Xiaobai he lost.

Is that her?

At the end of the recital, Recital Gate stood up and bowed to step off the stage. Her small figure was carrying the cello, and she didn't seem to be struggling at all.

That figure also resembles her.

"Mr. Mo..." The person next to him spoke cautiously, wondering if he was offended by today's poor performance.

Mo Yiheng came back to his senses, rolled his Adam's apple vigorously, looked at the people beside him and asked, "Where is the performer's backstage?"

"Um...over there—" The person next to him pointed in the direction, and he immediately turned and walked out, his back looking extremely eager.

……

Mo Yiheng anxiously entered the backstage corridor, watched some performers taking off their makeup or tidying up, and quickly looked for that figure.

Turn around——

boom!
It directly bumped into a person, and a cello landed at his feet. Mo Yiheng immediately looked up——

"My qin!!" Fang Jiamei watched her qin fall to the ground, threw away the bag in her arms and carefully helped it up, unzipped the zipper and checked to make sure it was not damaged, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Zicong bought it for her after working part-time for two months.

Fang Jiamei zipped it up again and put it on her shoulders, only then did she realize that there was an Asian man standing in front of her, looking at her with red eyes, "Uh... are you alright?"

She speaks French fluently, without a trace of accent, and her soft voice makes people feel very comfortable.

His heart trembled fiercely, and he clenched his hands little by little. Mo Yiheng looked at the person in front of him who had lost all words.

is her.

It's Xiaobai.

But her unfamiliar eyes plunged the joy of reunion into the frozen lake.

What should he say?

What more can he say?
She recovered her memory, and she was no longer his Xiaobai.

Fang Jiamei felt that this man was a little strange, he just looked at her and didn't speak, which made her feel a little scared.

Slowly bent down and quickly picked up his bag, without looking too much, bowed his head towards him, then turned sideways and quickly left...

As if he was a bad guy.

Mo Yiheng lowered his head slowly, feeling the disappointment spreading in his heart little by little.

A tear fell from a red eye and fell to the floor, blurring.

"Hi sir, what's the matter?" The person in charge of the concert looked at him standing here and asked.

This is the lounge for the performers.

Only then did Mo Yiheng come to his senses, shook his head lightly, and tried to leave with difficulty, but found a sheet of music next to him.

(End of this chapter)