The members of the field team of the General Office were checking tickets from the front door like other audiences, but did not go to the backstage to make trouble for Xing Jun, which affected his performance. Xing Jun is low-key but very popular. Even such a concert with a relatively small audience can break through the siege of various New Year's Eve activities. The auditorium that can accommodate thousands of people is almost full. Everyone dressed up, behaved elegantly, and had a beautiful dress, and was very gorgeous. The members of the General Office's field team also corrected their attitude and found a seat for relatives and friends. In fact, this was their first time to see Xing Jun's official performance. Fei Rong smoothed the wrinkles on her white skirt, and was obviously very excited.

Seeing her like this, Zhu Mengtian teased her again: "It's just the first time I've come to see your godfather's concert. Your godfather must have been heartbroken long ago~"

Fei Rong glanced at him, "It seems like you've been here."

"We have different identities, little niece~"

"Roll round and go!"

"Low," Zhu Mengtian was serious, "Don't embarrass your godfather in such an occasion, be more ladylike!"

"..." Fei Rong chased his feet with her high heels very ladylike. Zhu Mengtian couldn't shout so much that he burst into tears.

When the lights on the stage dimmed, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. The elevator brought the white piano and the man sitting in front of it. There was no report or speech. The man's slender and beautiful fingers stroked the piano for a while, and slowly tapped the first white key. After a second pausing, the smooth music poured out from his hands like water.

Music is always the easiest to resonate. Xing Jun's songs are sometimes lingering and sometimes warm, like a lover's whispering, gradually flowing, and the years are heard in the syllables. Everyone is immersed in it. The sound of the piano suddenly changes, like thunder suddenly rising, and suddenly ripples. Before people can escape from the warmth, they are pulled down from the dark abyss. It seems that someone roars in his ears, crying and expressing unwillingness, embracing despair, the music gradually calms down, the pain fades, but the sadness becomes stronger, occasionally jumping on the stable water surface, like a thin needle, piercing into the heart, the mouth is not big, but the pain is heartbreaking, the sound of the piano becomes more and more stable, as if after years of age, the pain has been healed, but the depression is still lingering, as if something is dormant at the bottom of the water, waiting to climb out one day, giving people a fatal blow, and some people have closed their eyes and the corners of their eyes are warm.

Fei Rong stared blankly at Xing Jun on the stage. He looked at the audience side and stared at the piano keys intently. Occasionally, he would look at his empty left hand side. It seemed like there should be a person standing there. A little further away from it was a red curtain. He paid attention to it, as if there was a person hiding there. Fei Rong felt that it should be the sea. Xing Jun's silhouette looked so lonely, as if there should be someone who should be standing next to him in order to eliminate that loneliness.

She suddenly wondered when will Bianhai stand openly beside her uncle and play a piano with him?

After all, this is a New Year's Eve performance. Except for the first song, Xing Jun's later performances were cheerful and bright, which was very different from the previous style. It suddenly wiped away all the sadness and depression brought before. After the performance, he stood on the stage and bowed to the audience, but still said nothing. The lights hit him. Xing Jun, wearing a white tuxedo, was as beautiful as an angel in mythology.

After the show ended, everyone from the field team of the General Office accompanied Fei Rong to the backstage. Fei Rong hurried over with a big bouquet of flowers and shouted, "Uncle is so amazing." Xing Jun was almost thrown to the ground by her and rubbed her head laughingly.

Lin Yingkong gave Xing Jun a gift on behalf of the field team of the General Office and said with a smile: "The performance is great, congratulations, Xing Jun."

Xing Jun took the exquisitely packaged box and said helplessly: "All of you are familiar, is it necessary to do this?"

Lin Yingkong suddenly narrowed his eyes, with a cunning smile in his smile, "It's all a family, of course we have to pay attention to it."

Xing Jun shook his head and cursed with a smile: "You are just counting on buying information from me for a discount."

Lin Yingkong smiled but said nothing.

Ai Tianjun came over and said that Xing Jun had not had dinner for the performance, so he booked a restaurant and asked the people from the field team of the General Office to escort Xing Jun. The performance was over and he wanted to deal with the aftermath!

The performance ended at 10:30. It was already eleven o'clock when they left the Wohuang Grand Theater. The restaurant booked by Ai Tianjun is not far from here. It is still a place where you can see the New Year's Eve fireworks. It is half open and blocked the cold wind with glass. You can see the crowd waiting for the countdown in the city center square at a glance.

Because there was no task, Feng Rong also approved them to drink, so everyone started to make trouble. Zhu Mengtian immediately rolled up his sleeves and pulled E Jingbai and Lin Yingkong to try to compete. E Jingbai sneered, Lin Yingkong seemed to be smiling, Di Bingqiao also came to join him. After the four of them had something, they started to drink. Feng Rong was too lazy to pay attention to them, and turned a blind eye to the remaining small ones and tasted half a glass of wine with curiosity.

However, the taste of the wine challenges the taste buds of the first-time tryer. The underage Cheng Xiaodai was choked at once. After filling half a glass of juice, he said, "I don't want to drink anymore!"

Feng Rong nodded silently, it was very good, the field team of the General Office will not have an additional drunk in the future.

When the countdown clock rang, there was cheering indoors and outdoors. The fireworks outside the window were brilliant, reflecting the interior like daylight. Lin Yingkong threw Feng Rong down and kissed him in a deep voice. He was already five points drunk. It was obvious that the other three who were fighting for wine together to deal with him. There was no chance of such a sage that could pour over Lin's devil king openly. It was strange that they did not have any grudges and revenge. Feng Rong finally tore up Lin Yingkong, and his lips were bitten by him.

Zhu Mengtian, who was drinking and brave, smiled and took the opportunity to attack Lin Yingkong, pressed the head of Lin Yingkong who wanted to get up. E Jingbai tripped Lin Yingkong without any hesitation. So the two mountains of the field team of the General Office rolled into a ball, and was taken by Xiaodai, who took the photo to keep it. Everyone laughed crazy when they saw this scene. Feng Rong's blue veins exploded, picked up Lin Yingkong and threw it aside, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and opened two bottles of Erguotou on the table, signaling Zhu Mengtian and E Jingbai to come over. They looked at each other, took the bowl and tried to work together to release the bosses who showed their affection all day long.

Fei Rong had a cup of physique. After drinking half a cup, she pulled Xing Jun to the glass to watch the fireworks and shouted loudly. Xing Jun just smiled and made a fuss with her, her eyes were gentle and indulgent. Fei Rong screamed, and when she turned her head, she suddenly found a few white hairs on his temples. She was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Xing Jun asked in confusion.

Fei Rong asked blankly: "Uncle, where is Bianhai? Why didn't he accompany you to celebrate the New Year?"

Xing Jundun silently and laughed, "He is not convenient for him to show up, I will go back to accompany him later."

Fei Rong's chaotic mind had some difficulty thinking about why, but it was fruitless. She could only give up thinking and asked with a flat mouth: "Uncle, why are you very nice to me?"

The smile on Xing Jun's face faded, and a strange look appeared in his eyes. It was different from the melancholy of usual, and it was a little regretful, and there were some other things mixed in it. Fei Rong thought about it for a long time before she realized that the emotion was called pain.

But Xing Jun's voice was very light and steady, almost no change from before. "Actually, if my daughter and I grew up safely, we would be about the same age as you."

Fei Rong was stunned again, a little unable to react to the meaning of this sentence, "Uncle and Bian Hai...'s daughter?" It's like the male and male child-child project of the Institute under the Ling Security Bureau? They have really done this?

"Well, I want a daughter with him, but unfortunately, I didn't succeed. She died in six months." Xing Jun told the past, his emotions did not fluctuate, and he seemed to have already let go.

Fei Rongne: "Sorry, uncle..."

"It's nothing. I rarely mention that, but there's nothing to hide," Xing Jun didn't know what he recalled, and his eyes suddenly became gentle. "And you have a very similar personality to Bian Hai, you are not afraid of heaven or earth. If his daughter and I grow up so old, they will probably be like him..."

Fei Rong pouted in discontent, "Why are you talking like Bian Hai and I both are stupid and bold?"

Xing Jun stopped, and then laughed out loud, "Yes, you two are just stupid and bold, haha, stupid and bold, this word is really appropriate..."

"Uncle!" This was Fei Rong who was angry and embarrassed.

On the other side, Zhu Mengtian had been drunk by Feng Rong and lying under the table. Feng Rong had finished drinking the wine in the cup with his face without blushing or breathing. Di Bingqiao, who had not participated in the second round of the battle led by the minister, was still sober. He poked Zhu Mengtian's waist on the ground with his toes in disgust and said, "You guys, you compare your alcohol tolerance with those with different water abilities. Do you think you are trying to die or committing death?"

"..." E Jingbai, who was still drinking with Feng Rong, silently put down his wine glass, raised the white flag, and ran to eat. It would be better to ask the waiter to take a bowl of pig blood soup to replenish it. He felt that as soon as he walked, his stomach was full of water. Decisively, he was infected by Zhu Mengtian, and he was terrified!

Even though he had cheating with the water system, he still had a lot of drinks. Feng Rong, who hadn't been so indulgent for a long time, leaned on the sofa to rest. Lin Yingkong went to pick up a bowl of vegetables for him. Seeing that he was looking at Xing Jun and Fei Rong by the window, he looked a little dazed, he called out in confusion: "Minister?"

Feng Rong came back to his senses and smiled at him as if nothing had happened. Suddenly, he didn't know what he thought of, stretched out his hand to stroke his face, put his palm on his cheek, and asked in a low voice: "Are you happy?"

Lin Yingkong didn't know what he was asking, so he had to honestly say what he was feeling now: "Happy."

Feng Rong straightened up and looked at him seriously. After a while, he said, "I'm very happy too."

I'm glad I didn't miss you, I'm glad you're by my side at this moment.
Chapter completed!