My Waste Husband

Chapter 28

"Sylvia, do you know?" Ben's voice sounded clearly in the whole music studio. He had already brought his headset so that everyone could hear his low and magnetic voice. "We have known each other for five years. From the first time I saw you, you entered my heart and have never left. You are as holy as an angel, bringing me light. I have fantasized about being with you countless times. I know that what I did today was very rude, but I can't control myself. I am eager to express my love to you. Today, in front of the witnesses, I will tell everyone that I love you!"

As soon as Ben finished his words, a crisp female voice sounded.

"Marry him!"

This female voice, like a fuse, instantly lit up the atmosphere of the whole music hall.

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

Listening to the sound rising and falling in the music studio, Ben's eyes showed a smile of success. The first woman who shouted "marry him" sneered, hid in the crowd, and stopped talking.

Sylvia stared around with a terrible look. She really didn't expect that Ben would make such a scene. The continuous voices in the crowd made her particularly uncomfortable.

Ben looked at the perfect woman in front of him. Today, he had specially prepared the confession. He invited the student of Master Pajiv to play for him and invited countless people to help him call out the two words "marry him". Today, he was bound to make himself the perfect confession and occupy the headline of tomorrow's Yinzhou. He could even think about how to write tomorrow's news.

The president of the Lin's Group was married, but she had a flirtatious relationship with a man in the concert. The man should hold a grand confession for the president of the Lin's Group.

When the news came out, Ben was sure that Lin family would be affected by such sensational news, and he could take the opportunity to get what he wanted.

Just as Ben was winning, Sylvia was furious and was ready to leave. Suddenly, there was a loud noise, which was loud and sonorous. It was the Chinese traditional instrument guzheng! It completely suppressed the soft and beautiful piano sound, and the spotlight that hit Ben also completely darkened at this moment.

"What's going on?" The sudden change shocked him. His confession had no guzheng at all, and the sound of the guzheng was enough to completely crush the beautiful artistic conception he had just created!

The sound of the guzheng and the sudden darkness shocked Ben, but Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief.

If the gentle sound of the piano just now had brought everyone into a peaceful village, then now the sonorous sound of the guzheng had brought people to the battlefield, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping in front of them, shouting and killing!

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Just as the sound of the guzheng reached a certain level, it abruptly stopped.

"Is it gone?"

"That's it?"

The sudden stop of the guzheng made the music hall full of surprises. They were attracted by the guzheng. The sudden interruption of the guzheng made them particularly uncomfortable.

At this moment, the piano sounded again. It was obviously not an instrument that can be combined with guzheng, but it perfectly combined with the tone. The sound full of love.

"Is this... The Echo of Love?" Sylvia listened to the later song of the piano, and there was surprise and recollection in her eyes. She used to like this song very much.

In the music hall, behind the huge stage, Master Pajiv in tuxedo was excited and his body was shaking.

"God! The god of music! Only he can perfectly combine the Chinese Guzheng and piano pieces!"

The dim spotlight lit up again. At this moment, there was a white piano on the stage. The beautiful sound came from it.

There was a man sitting in front of the piano. He wore a black suit and had a resolute face. His five senses were sharp like knives and axes. His deep eyes were like the vast sea of stars. He sat in front of the white piano and his ten fingers were beating quickly on the piano keys.

The appearance of this person attracted everyone's attention in the music hall. As for Ben, who had just confessed his achievement, he had been chosen to forget, hanging aside like a clown in the dark.

"Oh, my God, Sylvia!" When she saw the person in front of the piano, Milan subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand, and her eyes were full of surprise. "It's Henry! It's him!"

"How... is that..." Sylvia looked blankly at the man sitting in front of the piano. At this moment, Henry, in a neat suit, was playing the Echo of love at the concert.

Henry bowed his head. In a husky voice, he said with a hint of relief, "In the remote and backward place, in the dark prison, my time has disappeared quietly. There is no divinity, no inspiration, no tears, no life, and no love. Now my soul has begun to awaken, and you, a pure and beautiful elf, appear in front of me again, like a blooming illusion."

The sound of the piano was mellow, narrating Henry's mood at this moment. The elegant melody was intoxicating. The music began to become happy, and he spoke again.

"My heartbeat wildly. Because you, everything woke up again. With divinity, inspiration, life, hope, and love, my wife, thank you for bringing me the future."

The elegant sound of the piano lingered in everyone's mind.

Another spotlight lit up Sylvia, which was not as dazzling as just now. Instead, it had an orange halo, which made people feel soft and warm.

In the whole music hall, a white spotlight shone on Henry, while the other one shone on Sylvia. The rest of the place was dark.

The same love expressed two completely different levels. Compared with Henry, what Ben had done before was like a childish game, or just setting off the green leaves of the red flowers.

Ten security guards in suits walked into the crowd and dragged Ben, who was standing in front of Sylvia, away. The flowers in Ben's hands fell to the ground.

Henry stood up from the piano. At the same time, the sound of the piano stopped, and the whole music stadium fell into silence again. Only a spotlight moved with Henry's footsteps.

Henry stepped over the flowers in Ben's hand and slowly walked to Sylvia, standing one meter in front of her. When his eyes met, he smiled and said, "Honey, thank you for coming. Can I hug you now?"

Sylvia looked at the man in front of her. Her dream was realized by him. Under this artistic conception, she nodded subconsciously. Then, she felt a warm sensation surrounding her.