Chapter 820:
At the center of the plaza was a musical fountain that was still operational, probably due to scheduled
performances.
Elyse pointed at the musical fountain and mentioned, “At midnight, there will be a performance here. Let's wait
and watch.”
Theo had no interest in such things. He found them tedious and a complete waste of time.
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Elyse had always enjoyed these simple pleasures, which was why he had been reluctant to accompany her. It
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Now, as they awaited the start of the musical fountain show, his lack of enthusiasm remained unchanged.
As the crowd grew, Theo becboth depressed and perplexed. He wondered why so many people would come
out to watch a musical fountain on such a chilly night instead of staying hto sleep.
When midnight arrived, the fountain started its display, but there was no music accompanying it.
“Why isn’t there any music? Could the equipment be frozen?”
“Oh! | specifically cto see this musical fountain, and it's so cold out here. If | had known the music wouldn't
work, | wouldn't have bothered.”
“Unfortunately, I'm feeling down today and was hoping the musical fountain would cheerup.”
As people slowly started to leave, Theo stated in a calm tone, “The musical fountain isn’t working right. Let's
head back.”
Elyse shook her head and offered a smile. “Did you forget? Music is my specialty.”
Under Theo's confused look, he watched as Elyse pulled out a violin and moved towards the fountain’s edge.
Elyse’s unusual actions drew the attention of those nearby, and they paused to observe her.
As she began playing, the onlookers expressed their astonishment.
Elyse used her violin to enhance the atmosphere around the fountain. As she played, the fountain’s lights
suddenly illuminated, creating a captivating scene where Elyse performed her music under the lights.
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“Wow! She's playing the violin beautifully. I'm really moved.”
“She's so adorable.”
“Isn't she a contestant in this year’s Swan Cup? I've seen her performance; she’s remarkably talented.”
As the surrounding chatter filled the air, Theo watched Elyse perform near the fountain, feeling his heart soften
with each note. There were indeed things in this world more moving than money.
His gaze was tender and filled with admiration. Though Elyse was only a few steps away, it seemed to him like a
gaping chasm separated them—unreachable and vast.
When Elyse finished her piece, the music fountain quieted, and the lights dimmed. She lowered her violin and
looked towards Theo. He caught her gaze, his smile genuine but tinged with melancholy.