Fu Qinglun walked up the staircase.
Each step he took moved towards her as she stood on the spot looking down upon him. Everyone in the hall quietened down and they looked at both of them with bated breath.
Soon later, there was a melodious song playing from the piano. It was a song sung by Teresa Teng that was vastly popular in the 1970s. Everyone knew how to sing this song and the lyrics were simple —- The Moon Represents My Heart
There was a flicker in Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes. She had never heard him sing before. It was only three years ago that she knew he was well-versed in music. In one glance, he had detected mistakes in the song sheet she had composed.
Actually she was unable to tell at which point she had fallen in love with him and what she loved about him. Perhaps… there was nothing more touching in this world than the other person knowing that you loved him.
