If Qiulian had one tenth of her trust in him, they would not have had such a boring quarrel last night.
Tong Bao hid for a long time, thinking that if he didn't come out, he would be suspicious by his father. He opened the kitchen door and walked out.
"Uncle, let's go to the piano room and play the piano. Mommy wants to hear you play "the other shore flower."
"Well." Lord Zhan stood up.
Tong Bao came over and gently helped mummy's hand. When you go upstairs, you keep reminding mummy, "Mommy, steps."
He walked behind them. He was fascinated by his little cotton padded jacket daughter like Tong Bao.
Piano room.
Tong Bao pulled Han Jue and Yan Zhengling to the piano stool and said happily, "uncle. You play the flower on the other side. Listen, Mommy. My uncle's "flowers on the other side" is very good
The warlord did not doubt the others and sat down next to Yan Zhengling.
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press the key and make a clang sound.
Most of all, his head is very messy, his mood is also disordered, he plays the "flower on the other shore" a little hasty, the voice is sonorous, although there is a sense of grandeur. But there was also a thrilling tension.
Yan Zhengling frowns slightly. How could he feel at a loss when he used to play "flowers on the other side"?
Yan Zhengling's hand suddenly pressed on him, and the sound of the piano stopped suddenly.
Han Jue looked at Yan Zhengling in doubt, "what's the matter?"
Yan Zhengling felt a pang in his heart.
What kind of problem can't be solved that makes him so embarrassed?
"Teacher a Yue, do you have something on your mind?"
Lord Zhan was shocked and looked at her stupidly.
He really has something on his mind. He has been tangled in his head today. How should he deal with his relationship with Qiulian?
Of course, it's no good to step in the same place. At least Qiulian is not satisfied with the status quo.
So what should he do to make them happy?
Thought for a long time, but found that it is a dead knot.
The more solution, the more chaotic.
"How do you know that?" He asked curiously.
Yan Zhengling said, "the sound of Qin told me."
If she had ever heard him play this piece, she might find a flaw in the difference between the two.
But this is the first time she has heard him play the piano?
He asked her excitedly, "can you judge my mood at the moment from the music?"
"Confused, desperate." Yan Zhengling worried.
Zhan hanjue was stunned. She was right.
"Do you have a way to get rid of my bad mood?" He asked in jest.
I didn't get the real answer with hope.
In Yan Zhengling's mind, there was a scene many years ago...
for the first time, Baron Zhan knew that his mother and grandfather had a bad relationship. That really smashed him to pieces.
He had been so confused and desperate at that time.
And he hugged her one strength entreat, "Zheng Ling, don't leave me."
It was his pride crushed to the earth, and then gave birth to self loathing.
She played "the soul of the sun does not set" for him, let him bathe in the passionate music, he slowly out of the predicament.
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