Chapter 1093 The Stunning Music Plaza (1)

"Okay, don't worry." Sang Xia smiled and closed the car door.

After watching the car leave, Sang Xia took a deep breath, watching the people coming and going in the music square around her, watching the stars twinkling in the night sky, and listening to the beautiful music coming into her ears, as if it washed her heart, and she suddenly became comfortable and quiet.

Very comfortable.

She was wearing a beige windbreaker, and the whole person looked casual and natural. Her slightly curly long hair was tied up lazily at the back. She wore sunglasses and had a white earphone in her ear. It was a new song that they were about to sing at the concert.

While she was walking quietly in the fountain music square, she took out her mobile phone and flipped through the recent calls.

There was a person's name in the recent call: [My beloved husband]

When she saw this note again, Sang Xia had already calmed down in her heart. This was something Rong Zhan had changed for her a long time ago. She had forgotten when it was exactly, but she was too lazy to change it.

At this time, Sang Xia looked at the name, hesitated, and wanted to call it.

She will perform at this time tomorrow night, and she seems to remember clearly that the person who sat in the front and center of every concert was him.

But tomorrow, during the concert, will he be too busy to be with her?

I don’t know if he has finished his work now, and how the two little ones are doing.

When she took a break from her busy work, her heart was overwhelmed by huge thoughts, thinking about them, thinking about their every bit.

Sang Xia found a bench and sat down, wanting to call Rong Zhan, but at this moment.

The music at the fountain in the square seemed to have changed, and an extremely beautiful piano piece sounded...!

Sang Xia took off her headphones unconsciously, and she was completely immersed in this melodious music.

Accompanied by a unique hoarse male singing voice, as soon as it opened, it seemed to make people intoxicated.

It was a love song.

As Sang Xia listened, she always felt that something was wrong. She kept thinking in her heart, what singer sang this, why had she never heard of it before.

But just as she thought of this, she saw people walking towards a place densely at the music fountain not far ahead, shouting, as if there were some surprising people or surprising things over there.

Sang Xia stood up and walked over.

She didn't walk over because of curiosity, but because of the music, the singing, and everything that was integrated. She thought it was the voice of a singer played on the radio, but when she saw that the people who were passing by stopped in one place and gradually some people walked over there, she realized that this might not be music played on the radio.

But someone was really singing.

This thought touched her heart.

Sang Xia walked over slowly. As she walked in, the sound of the piano came along with the singing, until she passed through the crowd and walked to the front of the crowd, witnessing the scene with her own eyes.

What kind of scene was that.

In front of the fountain music square, a street boy stood there and sang affectionately.

He looked like just a wandering artist, wearing an ordinary gray T-shirt, baggy black casual pants, a microphone standing upright in front of the piano, and slightly long brown hair that half-covered his features when viewed from the side. Only from this angle could one see—