章 65: 64: Illusions of love; longing to reconnect with the past

This place has changed, was the only thought ringing in his mind as Lin FenXiang looked around the music hall, drenched and cold from the rain as he was, he couldn't stop the tears from gathering in his eyes.

A pained gasp left him, prompting Yan Hansheng to look at him in concern, the musician's hand around the Marquess' tightened as he gave it a squeeze.

Lin FenXiang shut his eyes and bowed his head, a little of warm tears squeezing out of his eyelids. He pursed his lips, the silence Yan Hansheng allowed him fall around him like a blanket as he shivered.

Yan Hansheng's delicate brows drew together in a concerned frown as he pulled Lin FenXiang's hand towards himself and pried open the fist it was clenched into.

Gently caressing the artist's refined fingers, the musician leaned towards him.

In a cautious voice, Yan Hansheng dared to whisper. “FenXiang?“ Lin FenXiang did not respond immediately. “Ar, are you, you okay?“