Sweethearts are like lollipops

Chapter 872
"Okay," Yuan Zichen said with a slight smile, "Please also ask Yitong to leave a ticket for me!"

Feifei, who was eating ice cream, raised her head and shouted, "I want to see my aunt play the violin too!"

"Okay!" Han Yitong agreed.

"I want to sit with my uncle."

"Okay!" Han Yitong agreed again.

Yuan Zichen looked at Feifei gently, and he gently wiped off the ice cream sticking to her little face with a tissue.

He... is so gentle!Han Yitong lowered her eyes inexplicably shyly.

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At eight o'clock on Saturday night, Yuan Zichen, who was wearing a black suit, led Feifei into the concert hall.

Feifei, who has been carefully dressed by her mother Yuan Zixuan, looks beautiful.

Wearing a white fluffy princess dress, her shoulder-hanging black hair was braided in front of her forehead, delicate and lovely.

Yuan Zichen and Feifei sat in the VIP seats.

Soon, the concert started, and Han Yitong stood as the principal violinist.

A beam of soft light hit her body, highlighting her important identity.

"Uncle," Feifei said happily, suppressing her voice, "isn't aunt so beautiful?"

"Well, pretty!" Yuan Zichen looked at the elegant and quiet girl on the stage, wearing a long white dress, making her even more demure and elegant.

Through these days of contact, Yuan Zichen got to know Han Yitong a little bit. She doesn't speak much, and her manner is quiet and gentle.There is a kind of refined temperament, retaining a kind of innocence, which lies in the people who are immersed in art, which is a very precious trait.

The gentle and melodious music sounded, and Yuan Zichen's heart slowly calmed down.

He suffered from illness since he was a child, wandering on the verge of life and death, and his heart was very painful.

Later, at the age of seven, he started to learn the violin, hoping to relieve pain through music.

Yuan Zichen loves music from the bottom of his heart, and few people can understand his special affection for music.

In the concert hall, with the music flowing, Yuan Zichen became relaxed, as if wandering in the starry sky and the ocean, peaceful and peaceful.

A violin principal's solo woke up Yuan Zichen. He looked at Han Yitong in surprise, a quiet and peaceful girl, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

How could he have such a familiar feeling?
Thoughts, back to one early morning when he was 16 years old, he went to take the violin grading test and practiced under a ginkgo tree.

However, the sudden disorder of breath made him leave in a hurry.

He couldn't hold on anymore, and sat behind a spherical landscape tree on the lawn.

He didn't call his family who accompanied him. The pain in his body made him hopeless, and he wanted to give up. It's better to just leave quietly like this.

He looked at the world in a daze, the quiet garden, bathed in the dazzling sunlight in the morning.

Suddenly, there was a violin sound not far away, intermittent at first, and then he heard a complete piece of music.

Maybe someone who also participated in the grade test is practicing, but he has never heard this piece of music.

The music didn't have too many skills and embellishments, as if he was talking to him, as he listened, his heart gradually calmed down, and his breathing, unconsciously, calmed down.

He calmed down, and when he recovered and stood up to search, there was no one around.

But he remembered that piece of music, which inexplicably gave him peace of mind.Later, whenever he felt pain, he would recall that melody.

It seemed to let him go back to the early morning that day, seeing the green grass, smelling the fragrance of flowers, feeling the gentle breeze, and the gorgeous morning light enveloped him, warm and warm.

This was the first time he heard Han Yitong playing the violin, but it made Yuan Zichen fall into thoughts of the past.

"Uncle, uncle..."

Feifei's soft call from the side made Yuan Zichen wake up suddenly.

He was startled, seeing that Feifei was listless, her curled eyelashes were drooping, and then she yawned big.

"Uncle, I want to sleep."

Yuan Zichen let out a sigh of relief. It turned out that Feifei just wanted to sleep. She said before that when she heard her aunt playing the piano, she wanted to sleep.

"Go to sleep, Feifei, uncle hugs you."

As soon as Feifei stuck to Yuan Zichen's arms, she closed her eyes tightly and fell asleep.

Yuan Zichen looked at the little guy nestled in his arms, with a gentle smile, this appearance of being unconscious, so cute.

The slightly trembling long eyelashes, the straight little nose, the pouty red lips, the little face is as tender as a freshly peeled egg, like a little angel.

Yuan Zichen suddenly thought, how wonderful it would be to have a daughter, but, alas...

Feifei didn't wake up until the end of the concert, Yuan Zichen continued to hug her, anyway, she had to wait for Feifei's aunt Han Yitong.

The audience in the hall dispersed, and the surroundings were quiet.

The elegant woman in a long white dress came out from behind the curtain.

"Little thing, sleep again!" Han Yitong bent down and gently pinched Feifei's soft little face. There was nothing she could do about it. No matter what tune she played, it was a lullaby for this little cute baby.

"I'll take Feifei back." Han Yitong said.

"Let me do it." Yuan Zichen gently asked Feifei to change her position, trying to hug her horizontally.

The little guy woke up suddenly, his little eyes opened blankly, and he asked softly, "Is the concert over?"

"No!" Han Yitong said quickly, "There is still an hour, Feifei, go to sleep."

"Hey!" The little guy was smart, "The concert is over, my aunt doesn't play the piano anymore."

Han Yitong bit her lip and had a headache!This super noisy little thing has already slept, what time will she go to sleep tonight?
"Uncle, uncle, I want to come down!" Feifei was in good spirits.

As soon as Yuan Zichen put her on the ground, Feifei ran all over the field.

"Auntie, can I play on stage?"

I don't allow you to go, so why don't you go?Han Yitong watched helplessly as Feifei ran into the small side door, and soon, her small figure appeared on the stage, twisting her hands and waist, dancing.

"I'll go and see Feifei." Yuan Zichen was worried that Feifei would touch the musical instruments on the stage and hurt her.

Han Yitong followed Yuan Zichen, looking at the tall and handsome back in front of her, she sighed, Feifei is a naughty little girl, she is lucky, how did she catch such a good and cheap uncle?

Good temper, good temperament, no matter how noisy Feifei is, this cheap uncle will pamper her!

Uncle and aunt also came to the stage, Feifei became more excited and shouted: "Uncle, when will you chop vegetables with aunt?"

Yuan Zichen and Han Yitong laughed, naughty, it's a competition, okay?

"Uncle, I want to hear you play the violin!" Feifei ran over and hugged Yuan Zichen's long legs, "Auntie played the violin just now, it's uncle's turn! Mom said that uncle and auntie want to chop vegetables!"

"Okay," Yuan Zichen agreed with a smile, "Uncle, let's start chopping the vegetables, but what should I do if Feifei falls asleep after uncle chops the vegetables?"

Feifei pushed her eyes away with her round fingers, and promised: "I won't sleep, uncle cut vegetables!"

The little guy was so cute that Yuan Zichen's face was full, and he rubbed Feifei's little head lovingly.

Han Yitong took her violin and handed it to Yuan Zichen.

"Auntie, let's sit there!" Feifei went to pull the stool behind the piano, Han Yitong helped, and sat down in a row.

Feifei explained quite seriously: "Auntie, listen carefully!"

Han Yitong complained in her heart, little naughty, when did you listen carefully?As soon as the music starts, you fall asleep!
Yuan Zichen looked at the two audience not far away, and he smiled slightly.

Listening to Han Yitong's performance tonight, he recalled that morning 12 years ago.

It was a special moment for him.

The sound of the piano sounded, and the music was gentle. It was the song he played under the ginkgo tree at that time - "Morning".

Han Yitong looked surprised, then froze.

The lights on the stage reflected behind Yuan Zichen, just like the dazzling sunlight falling from the sparse leaves, making him look so dazzling.

The sound of the piano is more proficient than before, but she can tell that it is his feeling, it is such an elegant and quiet man, playing the exclusive feeling!
It really is him!Han Yitong was suddenly overwhelmed. At the age of 14, a quick glimpse of him seemed to go deep into her bone marrow and soul, changing her life.

Because of his peace and security, she decided to be with the violin for the rest of her life without hesitation, or maybe she was looking forward to seeing him again!
If he is still insisting, then she is also persisting, maybe on the same road, we will meet one day?

After 12 years of persistence, she finally saw him again!

The man in front of her eyes and the innocent boy in her memory, like reality and a dream, overlapped and merged in her mind, crashing like waves in her heart!

"Aunt..." Beside her, came the soft and hesitant voice of a little girl, "You...why are you crying?"

When Han Yitong came to her senses, she quickly put her hands on her face, wiped away her tears, and said hoarsely, "No... I didn't cry, my aunt didn't cry."

Why is aunt lying?Started is ignorant, will she fall asleep when she listens to music?Will my aunt cry when she listens to music?But my aunt didn't cry before, did she?

At the end of the song, Han Yitong suppressed her emotions, pretending to be calm and said: "Brother Zichen played really well!"

"It's far worse than Yitong, I seldom play the piano." Yuan Zichen smiled, he is no longer the boy he used to be, he has more responsibilities, unlike Yitong, who still insists on the purest dream in his heart , her piano sound is purer and more moving.

Feifei stood between Yuan Zichen and Han Yitong, looking up at her tender little face, and asked in a daze, "Uncle and Aunt, are you still chopping vegetables? Or is it finished?"

"It's finished cutting now, um, continue to cut in the future!" Yuan Zichen hugged Feifei and said, "Uncle, let's send Feifei home, mom and dad will have to worry if it's late."

-

After a few concerts, Han Yitong seemed to be less busy. Every time Feifei finished her dance class, she would pick her up on time.

Feifei has no reason to call Yuan Zichen again and ask her cheap uncle to pick her up.

As for Yuan Zichen, he hadn't seen Feifei for a long time, and he hadn't seen Han Yitong for a long time either.

At home, Han Chenyu and Yuan Zixuan felt strange, seeing Tongtong and Yuan Zichen getting along well before, every time they took Feifei's dance class together, ate together, took a walk, and played with Feifei.

Both brother and sister-in-law thought that if this continued, Tongtong and Zichen would develop emotionally and would probably fall in love and get married.

But these days, why did Tongtong take Feifei home early and never mention Yuan Zichen again?
Did Tongtong and Zichen quarrel?No way?Tongtong is quiet and quiet, and Zichen has a good temper. How could the two of them quarrel?

At night, Han Chenyu and Yuan Zixuan were lying on the bed, ready to rest, but they heard a "squeak", and the door of the bedroom was pushed open.

Then, a small figure came in, got into the quilt, crawled and crawled, and crawled between the parents, revealing a small head.

Han Chenyu turned sideways, embraced his lovely daughter, and asked coaxingly, "Why hasn't Feifei slept yet?"

Feifei flattened her mouth: "Woo, handsome papa, I miss my uncle!"

Han Chenyu guessed: "Is it because my uncle is very busy recently, so I don't have time to pick up Feifei?"

Feifei: "..."

The little guy can't figure it out, she can't figure it out, she's been thinking about it for a long time, and she doesn't know what's going on?

"What's the matter, Feifei?" Yuan Zixuan gently touched the little guy's frowning brow with the index finger of her right hand.

"Mom," Feifei said weakly, "I don't know...is it because my uncle bullied my aunt? So my aunt...does I ignore my uncle? Will I not be able to see my uncle?"

"Uncle bullied aunt?" Yuan Zixuan called out, couldn't she?Zichen confessed to Tongtong?Tongtong didn't agree?Then the two don't meet?
Yuan Zixuan's brain circuit started a wonderful brain supplement.

Han Chenyu asked: "Feifei, why did uncle bully aunt?"

Feifei didn't know if it was bullying, but her aunt cried.

Feifei said softly: "Uncle and I watched my aunt play the violin. Then I fell asleep and everyone left. I went to play on the stage. Then, I wanted to watch my uncle and aunt chop vegetables, so my uncle did it.

"My aunt and I sat on a small stool, and my uncle played the piano, but my aunt... cried. I saw my aunt crying, but my aunt said she didn't cry.

"Uncle didn't bully aunt, did he? But why is aunt crying? Did uncle bully aunt?"

Started is so tangled.

Han Chenyu and Yuan Zixuan were also puzzled.

"Feifei," Han Chenyu coaxed his daughter, "Uncle didn't bully aunt."

"But... my aunt is crying."

"Hmm..." Han Chenyu said, "People don't necessarily cry when they are sad, they also cry when they are happy, excited, or moved."

"Then why is aunt crying?"

Neither Han Chenyu nor Yuan Zixuan could answer.

Started said weakly: "Can I still see my uncle in the future?"

"Okay," Han Chenyu said, "it's the weekend, daddy will make an appointment with uncle, and we invite uncle to come to our house to play, okay?"

"Okay!" Feifei was happy again, "Handsome father must invite uncle to our house to play!"

"it is good!"

With her father's promise, Feifei finally felt relieved, the time was late, and the little girl who had been struggling for a long time fell asleep.

Han Chenyu was puzzled: "Why does Tongtong cry when she hears Zichen playing the violin?"

　(Thanks to the little fairy Mo Mo for the reward. Thanks to Jiushi Jiuli's Jiuli is Jiuli's Li for the cute monthly ticket.

　　Happy New Year's Eve, little cuties!Happy New Year! )
　　
　
(End of this chapter)