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Chapter 245 The Show Comes to an End 2
The whole song is not intentionally sensational, but the appeal that makes the audience amazed.

He Muran smiled, extremely gentle, holding the microphone extremely tightly with his slender hands, and his bright eyes were as bright as stars, "Thank you."

Those two words, he said specifically to Xiaotu.

After smiling, when he turned around, he took the little girl's hand, bowed to the audience again, and said "thank you".

Only then did Tong Xiaotu come to her senses in a hurry, and bowed her head.

At first, there was a dead silence for half a second, and the next moment, the audience suddenly burst into applause, and the applause was endless, and it was the most enthusiastic so far.

In the audience, He Youling, who had been coy before, expressing that he didn't want to listen, his eyes lit up completely.

Unexpectedly...

My brother sings so well!

"It's so good!" Many people around were amazed.

Class [-] had some students who came to join in the show, applauding desperately, feeling that Xiaotu sang so well, and it was a very honorable thing for me to know her.

At the end of the music festival, the video of Tong Xiaotu and He Moran's chorus became popular on the Internet for a while. At that time, even many well-known musicians with big Vs reposted it and gave them great encouragement.

After the joy, the sad parting also came.

He Muran didn't lie, he was indeed going to another city, because his father changed jobs.

Originally, if Fan and Xiaotu had any hope, he would stay with his sister at the house of his grandfather or uncle.

But during this time, he saw clearly the relationship between Xiaotu and Qi Luobai, and understood that he was not in the position to intervene.

It is better to leave than to stay.

The day before moving out, he specially went to find Qi Luobai.

"If you make Xiaotu sad, I will definitely snatch Xiaotu away."

Qi Luobai raised his eyes, looked back at him indifferently, and said in a very sure voice, "There won't be such a day."

He Moran took a deep breath, "This is the best."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, thinking: That's fine, let's just let go, completely let go of the obsession in his heart.

After all, the girl he likes is the little girl who stands in the sun with a bright smile and is carefree all day long.

As long as Xiaotu can be so happy all the time, that's enough.

The unexpected harvest was that when he got home, his younger sister He Youling had also packed her luggage.

"This is you?" He was a little surprised.

"I," He Youling lowered her head, "I..."

"What?" He Muran looked at her suspiciously, "Grandpa said he would pick you up tomorrow, and there will be a servant to clean it up for you, have you forgotten?"

"I don't want to go to grandpa's house! I don't want to live with my uncle, my cousin, me, me," she opened her mouth with difficulty, and she looked at him, "I want to live with my father and my brother."

His pupils shrank, He Muran couldn't believe it, "Why?"

Before, You Lingke made it clear that as soon as her father moved, she would go back to live with her grandfather.

At that time, she also showed a look of eagerness to get away from him quickly, with a disgusted and contemptuous tone, which he still remembers to this day.

"I'm sorry," He Youling squeezed her palms tightly, overflowing with sweat, "Brother, I didn't know anything before, please forgive me, okay?"

"Fool, I never blamed you."

The boy's intimacy and doting words made He Youling's eyes turn red, thinking of what he had done in the past, he burst into tears instantly.

Obviously I also have such a good brother, but I can't see it.

Not only brother, but also father.

Dad is gentle and considerate, and takes care of himself.

I used to only think that my father is not as successful and rich as my uncle, but I forgot that he is the one who really doesn't value the piano and really cares about himself.

In the past few days, she finally understood why her mother was willing to marry her father and live such a simple life.

Some things are not measured with the piano, but with the heart.

(End of this chapter)