On Sunday, Rong wennuan asked Gu Yian, "Ann, where are we going today?"
"Go to the Champs Elysees!" Gu Yian said.
"Good!" Rong wennuan nodded as he packed up his things. "But the Champs Elysees is so long. Where do you go?"
"Whatever, wherever you go!" Gu Yian said.
"All right!" Rong wennuan raises her eyebrows. ANN is so casual.
When they got to the place, they stopped at the door of a coffee shop, took out their things and arranged them one by one. Rong wennuan put the video rack up.
When the melodious piano sounded, many passers-by were attracted and saw the girl in foreign clothes. Everyone stopped and watched.
At this time, Anjin was looking for people on the streets of Paris.
He didn't know where Ann would perform today. There was no notice on the Internet, so he had to look everywhere.
I looked around several famous scenic spots and didn't see anyone.
An Jin was a little lost. He quickly took out his mobile phone to surf the Internet to see if anyone saw an an's performance and uploaded a video.
Sure enough, in the past, someone broadcast the video on the website.
An Jin looked at the address, hurriedly stopped a taxi and immediately drove to the Champs Elysees.
After getting off the car, the beautiful sound of the piano came. An Jin paid the fare and strode in the direction of the sound of the piano.
When I came to a place full of people, I looked in from the gap of the crowd and saw an wearing a fiery red Han suit and a red veil on her face. I only saw a pair of eyes with cool and gorgeous colors.
An Jin's heart pounded, which was so different from his impression of an an that he didn't know her.
But it was so beautiful that he couldn't restrain his heartbeat.
Gu Yi'an plays the piano attentively. His white and slender fingers are wrapped with tortoise shell nails. His fingers fly up and down. The gauze covered on his face is blown by the wind from time to time, mysterious and amazing.
An Jin stabilized his mood, took out a flute from his bag and blew it with Gu Yian's piano sound.
The flute suddenly sounded. Gu Yian was surprised. He looked up and saw a handsome young man walking slowly with a brisk pace.
His eyes looked at himself with a slight smile, so gentle.
"An, an Jin?" Rong wennuan was surprised. How could he be here?
By the way, he's here to perform, isn't he tonight? Why doesn't he go to rehearsal? He came here on purpose? Are you looking for Ann?
Rong wennuan looks at Gu Yian anxiously, but there is no expression on Gu Yian's face and nothing can be seen under his thin veil. A pair of good-looking eyes droop slightly and play the piano attentively, as if they were not affected.
The sudden addition of the flute aroused the curiosity of the onlookers. After listening to the piano sound, the flute sound was extremely harmonious and even better.
Gu Yian is now playing "a smile in the sea", which is the theme song of the film "laughing in the Jianghu". The music style shows a trace of vicissitudes, thorough and majestic. As soon as the flute is added, he feels a trace of natural and unrestrained complacency, as if he sees the lofty aspirations of Jianghu children laughing in the Jianghu.
The whole song flows thousands of miles, carefree and dripping.
At the end of the song, applause thundered.
"Ann!" An Jin came forward, his eyes shining.
Gu Yi'an glanced at an Jin lightly, nodded and thanked him for his cooperation just now.
"Ann!" Anjin was stunned. Why was she so cold to herself? Was she still angry with herself?
"Please make way. I'll play another song. Don't block the audience's line of sight!" Gu Yian said.
"I..." an Jin was a little anxious, "I'm here..."
Before finishing, Rong wennuan came over and pulled an Jin aside, "an an has lost her memory. She doesn't remember you!"
"What?" An Jin was surprised and looked at Gu Yi'an. He didn't know how this could happen.
Why didn't mother tell herself?
"You don't know?" Rong wennuan looks at an Jin and frowns.
"I don't know. I wrote a lot of letters to Ann. She never replied to one. I asked aunt Guo, and she didn't say." An Jin shook his head.
Look at Xiang Rong, "how do you know? Do you know me? "
Rong wennuan rolled his eyes. "My family lives next door to An'an's house, and yours is next door. But it's not surprising that you don't know me. I'm an unknown person. "
"In fact, you and I are still in the same class, but in different classes. We have been in the same school for several years." Rong wennuan said.
"Sorry, I don't know!" An Jin was a little embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm a little transparent. It's normal for you not to know." Rong wennuan mocked himself.
"You said Ann lost her memory. What's the matter?" An Jin asked, looking at Gu Yi'an without blinking, watching her play a song.
"Not because of you?" Rong wennuan said unhappily, "you didn't go back to the United States that year. At the beginning of school, Ann went to ask you to go to school together. Later, she knew that you didn't come back. She was hit by a car carelessly and lost her memory when she woke up."
"What?" Ann Jin was shocked. No wonder aunt Guo refused to tell herself about Ann and didn't answer her phone. Is she blaming herself?
And ANN, she lost her memory. She didn't remember herself, so she didn't reply? She was still thinking, and later she was resenting herself.
But I don't know her situation.
His peace had suffered so much?
An Jin feels guilty and distressed.
After playing two more songs, Ann stood up and bowed to the audience.
An Jin hurried over and handed a bottle of water.
Gu Yi'an was stunned for a moment, said a faint thank you, took off the gauze and drank a mouthful of water.
She knew who he was. Even if she lost her memory, someone always mentioned him in her ear.
Moreover, he is the youngest pianist in China and is famous all over the world. She can't help but know that he often appears on TV.
But she felt that the person had nothing to do with herself, so she didn't pay too much attention.
After drinking the water, an Jin took the water and handed over a bag of chocolate bars, which was Ann's favorite snack in middle school.
He bought it when he came.
Gu Yian took the chocolate bar and naturally peeled it into his mouth. They had an abnormal tacit understanding.
Rong wennuan is stunned. Ann seems to have no memory loss at all. She has never seen Ann pick up food from strangers.
But Anjin is not a stranger, is he? But didn't she lose her memory and forget him?
An Jin pursed his mouth and smiled. His eyes were full of spoil. He silently helped Gu Yi'an pack up his things.
Hey, this is my job! Rong Wenhuan's stomach Fei.
But seeing that Ann didn't stop her, she couldn't say a word. Put away her video recorder and put the speaker and money box in her bag.
"Ann, what are we going to eat today?" Rong wennuan asked.
"How about I invite you to have veal stewed in white sauce? Ann likes to eat beef since she was a child. " An Jin said.
Rong wennuan looks at Gu Yian and thinks she won't agree. Gu Yian nods, "OK!"