Chapter 87

Xia Zhixing nodded and sighed helplessly, lying on the sofa, "isn't there a sentence that says that? You can't escape and enjoy it, ha ha..."

Xia Zhixing laughs spontaneously and pushes Tang Xin playfully.

Tang Xin also followed with a smile, "really is."

"Yes, I lived for 26 years before I met such a good friend as you. How can I be willing to leave? I will stay and torture you." Xia Zhixing has another bear. Tang Xin shouts and can't bear it.

"I also lived for 22 years before I met a woman like you who was willing to work hard for me. I didn't want to let you go." Tang Xin thought of the crisis that day, Xia Zhixing did everything for her, could not help but red eyes, reached out to embrace her.

"So, we should be good friends for life! No matter what happens, what kind of man can't separate us! " Xia Zhixing patted Tang Xin on the shoulder, picked up the red wine on the table and poured two cups, one for each, "come on! To our friendship, like this red wine, the longer the time, the more precious it will be

"Good!" Tang Xin broke his tears for a smile, took the red wine, raised his head and dried it.

"Mind, what are you going to do next? Do you want to continue your playing career? " Xia Zhixing asked.

Tang Xin shook his head. "I won't touch the piano again."

She thought that as long as she likes things, he will be destroyed. If she doesn't like anything and doesn't care about anything, she can live peacefully.

"But Isn't piano your favorite? Is it not a pity that you give up like this It's a pity that the pianist, who was praised as a genius, was buried in this way.

"What if you don't give up? Maybe that's not the way I should go Tang Xin looks down as if there is no ground to stir coffee, eyes a gray.

Xia Zhixing can't help but think of the scene when she saw Tang Xin playing the piano. It seemed that once she touched the piano, her whole body was shining. People could not help but wonder that she was born for piano.

"Is it your husband? If you do it for the sake of loving him, I can understand that. Tell me, do you love him? " Give up your dream, as painful as pulling out your ribs.

Xia Zhixing's words suddenly stabbed at the bottom of Tang's heart.

They never love each other, but there are a lot of physical entanglement. In his words, they simply perform the duties of husband and wife.

She looked up, a faint smile, diverted the topic, "don't talk about me, talk about you. Now that you don't have to hide now, what are you going to do next? "

Her understanding of Xia Zhixing is also limited to the fact that she was sold to others. She lost all her memory before she was eight years old. She was called Xia Zhixing when she was 26 years old. She desperately wanted to escape from someone. But she never told her who bought her and whether she was the same person she wanted to run away from.

Xia Zhixing knew that she didn't want to talk about it. She shrugged her shoulders and leaned her whole body into the sofa. "I have no ambition in life. My only wish is to find out the vague shadow hovering in my heart. My intuition tells me that he is very important, so important that I can exchange my life for it! So, I still want to find him! "

She looked down at the bracelet on her wrist.

"Can it be your family?" Tang Xin guessed.

"I thought about this possibility, but intuition is not. He once, should be more worthy of my trust than his relatives."