Chapter 497

With the sound of the piano, ye ChuChu and an Ziyan look at each other and laugh. The memory seems to come back to the time when they first met.

Ye ChuChu and an Ziyan became familiar with each other. They often went to their piano training classes to listen to him play the piano. Often, in no one's piano room, only the slender man sat playing the piano, his fingertips flying on the keys, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, but his heart was on ye ChuChu's back.

Yes, they are very carefree, every day together are all kinds of arguments, all kinds of drama, but in a twinkling of an eye, that green years seems to have been a long time

One afternoon, anziyan was just playing this dream wedding song, but ye ChuChu fell in love with it. He was pestering anziyan to learn. He had no choice but to teach patiently.

At least ye ChuChu also has a musical foundation. She learns very fast, but she always breaks in the middle and can't play a whole song. She is so angry that she almost smashes the piano. Fortunately, an Ziyan stops her in time.

An Ziyan thought of a way, that is, he took her with him. Strangely enough, with an Ziyan's lead, ye ChuChu played a whole song every time. As time goes by, once the wedding ceremony in his dream sounded in the piano room, he walked in and had a look. They sat side by side in front of the piano on time, playing with tacit cooperation. At that time, the evening sun was slanting on them, Cast two long shadows on the ground, very beautiful, very beautiful

After playing the last sound, all the people who are intoxicated in the sound of the piano can't recall. An Ziyan looks at ye ChuChu with a gentle smile, raises his hand, turns off the microphone on the piano, so that people on the scene can't hear his voice, and then whispers to ye ChuChu: "ChuChu, this dream wedding is for us, do you know why?"

Ye ChuChu doesn't understand, but also feels that he has something to say in his words. He seems to have guessed a little, but he still chooses to shake his head in doubt.

An Ziyan raised her hand and stroked her delicate and beautiful cheek. On her beautiful face, she looked very attached and reluctant to give up. His thin lips moved and his voice was low. He said: "because our wedding is like a dream, a very beautiful dream, which almost makes me not want to wake up. However, no matter how beautiful the dream is, it is a dream, and no matter how reluctant to give up, it will wake up one day."

Ye ChuChu had a little expectation of what an Ziyan would do next, but she didn't know how to react, so she could only look at him deeply, with guilt in her voice, "Ziyan, I..."

"ChuChu, you don't have to say anything. I understand that this may be a dream for me, but it may be just a nightmare for you. I decided to let go. You are more qualified to have happiness than anyone else. You can't choose to give up the chance to be happy because you are afraid of injury. You should be happy, and I can't give you this happiness." He held her face in his hands and said every word lightly, but with great seriousness.

As long as she can be happy, he doesn't care.

Ye ChuChu knew the meaning of an Ziyan. She saw the deep love buried in his dark eyes. Her guilt instantly mixed her heart. When she looked at him, her eyes were sour, her tears rolled in her eyes, and her voice was a little weeping: "Ziyan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you..."

She is too selfish, knowing that she can't fall in love with anziyan, but she still stubbornly agrees to marry him with selfishness. Now she has given him hope, but she can't let go of Liangchen. She has been wavering, and she has been hurting his heart.