Chapter 361 It's an Illusion

Because of his presence, Fang Jiayin's performance requires the cooperation of theater leaders and staff to do the work very efficiently.

He was sitting in the first row, and several well-known foreign violinists were present.

Fang Jiayin on the stage dragged the floor in a bright red dress, and the light projected from above her in a straight line, covering her. She closed her eyes and was intoxicated in the works she played.

The audience in the audience was also intoxicated.

In the whole concert hall, there is only her wonderful violin sound.

‘Ah Sheng, have I improved this time compared to last time? '

'Yes. '

‘Ah Sheng, does my voice sound good? '

'It sounds good. '

Looking back now, it seems that he never listened to her play the violin seriously.

He just heard that Aiwu is going to reach Wu, so if she likes it, he should also be interested.

He was not interested in listening to her play the violin then and now he was watching boring and naive foam plays with Wen Xuxu, but the mood of being with them was completely different.

If the expressed interest in her hobbies was an illusion, what about her... love?

They developed such a close relationship, her confession made his heart flutter, and they exchanged each other's first time.

How to explain these?

His love for Wen Xuxu had reached the point where she was his only choice, and he shouldn't have been entangled with Fang Jiayin's past.

But he still couldn't let go of that night with him.

Is this the magic of an unforgettable first time?

"thank you all."

After the performance, Fang Jiayin bowed slightly towards the audience.

The headlights on the stage suddenly turned on, and the entire concert hall became much brighter.

Yan Rusheng stopped his thoughts and glanced at his watch. It was almost nine o'clock, so he quickly took out his phone.

Looking at the clean screen, a trace of disappointment crossed his heart.

This stupid woman, he didn't go there until now, and he didn't know how to call him. He blamed Wen Xuxu in his heart, and quickly edited a text message with the phone in his hand and sent it to her.

'Daughter-in-law, it's so late, you should go home first. '

"I just found out that the organizer of the event invited the children from the elementary school I went to support a few days ago. I am very happy and excited to hear the news."

Fang Jiayin's excited voice came from the stage again.

Yan Rusheng looked up, and saw a group of plainly dressed children slowly walking onto the stage from the backstage, led by a woman who was also plainly dressed.

With just a quick glance, he saw clearly that there were twelve children of different ages, with the same dark skin, and pairs of bright black eyes looking timidly at the audience.

It looks very distressing.

Seeing Fang Jiayin, those children crowded up happily one by one.

"Teacher Fang."

Fang Jiayin also knelt down and embraced them with open arms.

Seeing that scene, the corners of Yan Rusheng's mouth couldn't help but curl up, because he thought of Xuxu, and she did the same to the children in the orphanage.

Even she felt more sincere to him, not that Fang Jiayin was insincere, but that Xuxu felt more maternal love for those children than Fang Jiayin.

Thinking of Wen Xuxu, he looked down at the phone screen, but Xuxu didn't reply to him.

He must have gone crazy playing outside with that dirty little thing, he couldn't sit still.

The children on the stage sang "Grateful Heart" to Fang Jiayin in unison.

Fang Jiayin's eyes were moist.

The concert came to an end, and Yan Rusheng went backstage to say hello to Fang Jiayin.