Chapter 1200

Gu Yiqiu goes to Gu tingshen and squats down. She puts her hands on her father's left thigh. With her cheek on the back of her hand, Gu Yiqiu said softly, "Dad, ah Qiu has grown up."

Gu tingshen looked away.

He said, "your mother risked her old age to give birth to you, so she gave you to others. I feel very sad." Huo Ting looked at the calligraphy and painting on the right wall, his eyes moist.

Gu Yiqiu looked up and saw Gu tingshen's ruddy left eye.

Her heart is not a taste.

"Dad." Gu Yiqiu put her hand around her father's waist and said, "anyway, I'm your daughter. This will never change in my life. But Dad, I'm a woman. I'm not only one's daughter, but also someone else's lover and daughter-in-law. In the future, I'll be the mother of my children. "

"Dad, you have to let go and let me find my own life."

For every parent who has a daughter, when their daughter talks about marriage, it is the most painful time in their heart.

They are looking forward to their daughter's happy marriage, future children's completion and company. But on the other hand, they are reluctant to let their daughter go, and they are worried about the misfortune of their daughter's married life.

As parents, there are always a lot of scruples and anxieties.

Gu tingshen didn't understand what Gu Yiqiu said. He just thought that his baby was going to get married, and he was reluctant to give up“ Let me be alone. "

He got up and went to the courtyard.

Gu Yiqiu squatted in the same place, looking at his father's posture, which was not as straight as when he was young, and his nose was sour.

I don't know when it started, her father, in the time she didn't pay attention to, had secretly become old. In fact, my father began to grow old when my mother was critically ill and was on the verge of death several times.

Gu Yiqiu lowered her head, wiped her sour nose and whispered a word of sorry.

On New Year's day, the second son of the Fang family held an engagement ceremony with the youngest daughter of the Gu family. Two years later, Gu Yiqiu returned to school and Fang Zikai also returned to the United States.

Two years later, Fang Zikai successfully obtained a master's degree from Juilliard Conservatory of music. He refused the invitation of a famous symphony orchestra in New York and returned to China.

After returning to China, Fang Zikai held a concert in his own name.

At the concert, Fang Zikai played the world's classic music and performed his own music for the first time. The music festival lasted for one and a half hours.

At the end of the concert, Fang Zikai stepped down and changed his clothes.

He came back on stage, dressed in a white tuxedo, he stood in front of the microphone, clear voice, spread throughout the hall“ My name is Fang Zikai. Since I was a child, I have not been as smart as my brother or as cute as my sister. They all say that if there are three children in a family, the eldest must be the most respected one, and the youngest must be the most beloved one. The second in the middle is the most easily overlooked one

The audience at the bottom was shocked to hear this.

What is Fang Zikai doing?

Qiao Jiusheng and Fang Zicheng look at each other.

Is this the intention to openly vent his dissatisfaction at the concert?

Looking at everyone's nervous reaction, Fang Zikai laughed again“ But I want to thank my parents. Even if I always make trouble for them, they never blame me. Thank them, with equal love, for loving me, who is not as smart as my elder brother or as cute as my younger sister. "

Fang Zikai bowed to the audience and said, "over the years, what I want to thank most is my parents. Thank you for making me feel love."

"When I was growing up, I met so many people. The one I most appreciate and respect is Fang Yusheng." Fang Yusheng was sitting under the stage. When he heard this, he was a little embarrassed.

"He's my father. He's a handsome and charming uncle in his 50s and his 60s." Fang Zikai pointed to Fang Yusheng, who was sitting in the front row, the most central position.

Fang Zikai said, "thank you for leading me back to the right path when I almost went the wrong way. Thank you for cleaning up so much for me. " He said with a smile, "it's also because of my father that I came into contact with music and went this way. My father, in fact, is a very talented person in music. I've heard so many famous masters play, but in my eyes, they are not as good as my father. "

"I will always remember when I was a child, my father stood in the living room and played the violin. There was an unfathomable soul hidden in the sound of his violin. I want to be like him

"Dad, I want to be your pride."

Fang Zikai breathed and said, "next, I'm going to play the last piece of music today, which I wrote myself, called gratitude." All of a sudden, the lights went out.

On the high stage, a gentle white light was lit up.

Fang Zikai stands in the beam of light, white clothes and white trousers, dazzling like a little angel.

Fang Yusheng closed his eyes and listened to Fang Zikai playing the music he wrote to his parents. This is a very gentle song. Fang Zikai's composition is always so energetic and vigorous. But this song is as gentle as the breeze in spring.

In the warm early spring, the grass in the yard sprouted green, green. The fat little guy can't walk very well. He walks like a drunken little old man. If he takes more than ten steps, he will tumble.

He was lying on the ground, looking at the tall man in front of him. His voice was lovely and sweet. "Dad, Dad..." the little guy wanted to cry or not, shouting at the man in front of him and hugging him.

The man turned his head and looked down at little fat dun.

He has a pair of green beautiful eyes, a head of golden brown hair, he stood in the distance, looking down at the chubby little boy, he said, "Fang Jingjing, life is so long, Dad can only accompany you for a while, can't accompany you to the end. Every time you fall down, do you want your father to help you

The man put his hands around his chest and said sternly, "get up. You have to learn to walk alone

April breeze, once that chubby child, into the Yushulinfeng youth.

He played the strings, and the beautiful and gentle violin sound spread all over the hall.

At the end of the song, there were regular applause in the hall for a long time.

After the performance, friends and relatives all went backstage to congratulate Fang Zikai. When Fang Yusheng saw Fang Zikai, he couldn't help hugging him“ You've always been my pride, son Fang Yusheng said in Fang Zikai's ear.

Fang Zikai laughed sheepishly, "I know."