Mischievous Love: Don't Mess With Your Royal Highness

Chapter 80 Shy whisper (6)

The boy on the stage bowed deeply, and there was another wave of applause from the audience.

The teenager retreated to the background amidst warm applause.

At this time, suddenly an excited figure rushed towards him with crystal tears, hugging him tightly and tightly.

"Xiao Xiang...your father...your father... woo woo woo..."

The beautiful and noble young woman hugged the boy tightly in her arms, as if she wanted to grasp the only support left in her life.

Seeing his mother crying bitterly, Yu Xiang suddenly had an ominous omen in his heart.

"Mom, what happened to Dad? Isn't he going to fly back from France to watch my performance in the final five days later?"

he asked in a panic.

"Wow...wow...Xiao Xiang...Xiao Xiang..."

Mother cried hoarsely: "Your father...your father encountered a thick fog and strong airflow...the plane crashed..."

"what?"

He was stunned, his heart ached like a knife, his fingertips suddenly lost the vitality of life,
The violin in my hand is like a puppet that has lost its soul,

It fell to the ground with a bang...

The cold wind swept across the desolate wilderness, blowing a chilly breath.

On the back hillside of Xingyue University, a new tombstone was added to a flat area.

A boy who was only ten years old stood in front of the tombstone, holding a white chrysanthemum in his hand, and his eyes were bright as stars, weeping endlessly.

Behind the boy was also a ten-year-old boy with hesitant and worried eyes.

"Yuxiang, are you really not going to participate in the finals in three days? Among the five people who qualified for the rematch, your score is ranked first. If you participate in the finals, the No.1 of the National Youth Music Competition will definitely be you."

Yu Xiang turned his head slowly, the tears in his eyes flowed like bead curtains.He lost his mind and said sadly:
"Xi Zhonghui, what is music...? What is the music that we have been yearning for and striving for since we were young...what is it?
If... if music can break families and separate families... then, I might as well not have this kind of music! "

He almost yelled out the last sentence with the most angry voice in his heart.

(End of this chapter)