Tong en adjusted her breath and touched the man's thin face with her hand. Her heart was cold and cool. The excitement of seeing him again for a long time was really unbearable. She tried again and again, looked at him and moved her lips carefully.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, the man gave a smile and touched her jaw with his finger pulp. "Congratulations on seeing you again. This time, I won't let you go again. "
When her eyes met, her pupils widened and she grabbed the corner of his clothes
She walked over and put her hand in his palm. "You play very well."
He waved to her and looked at her calmly, with a smile on his lips.
Tong en is deeply aware of this.
Zuo Yan turned his body, separated his two long legs, and still sat on the piano chair. His figure and appearance were the same as Wan Jingting's, but his manner and momentum were completely different. They were two different people.
The voice, as well as the consciousness, came back a little bit. Just now, an inspiring piano music attracted her attention.
She closed her lips slightly. Is it over?
All sounds are quiet, the world seems to have lost its voice.
But Tong en's heart was hanging from his appearance until the end of the song. His fingers finally fell on the piano keys, his thin lips overflowed with a playful smile, and then gracefully covered the piano. Tong en had not recovered.
Zuo Yan's piano skills are very brilliant. Listening to him play is a visual enjoyment.
Wan Jingting has never played emotion in front of her, and he doesn't know that it was this song that made Tong en know Zuo Yan again.
This man is really Zuo Yan!
As time goes by, she is still amazed to see Zuo Yan in her villa after she lost her memory many years ago.
One after another, a chill permeated from the surface of Tong en's skin to her heart. She stood up involuntarily and looked at the man sitting in front of the piano with his hands flying on the keys. He was almost breathless. She could see the crease in his eyebrows.
As he sat down, his slender fingers fell on the black and white piano keys. Notes leaped out of his fingers one by one. It seemed that he was still familiar with them. Gradually, the rhythm changed from slow to strong, faster and faster. The gorgeous and restless sound of the piano sounded in the consulting room, just like a group of wild bees flying by -- Maksim / Mrvica's "wild bees flying"
the man turns around, looks into her crystal eyes and stands tall beside the piano. His eyes are half evil and half casual. It seems that there is a force to hold her. He turns around again.
"Zuo Yan!" Tong en couldn't sit still any longer and suddenly called his name.
Before the woman's words were finished, he saw the man get up, his eyes moved up with him, and his fingers were forced to slip from the corner of his clothes. The man went to a piano in the consulting room, looked down, his eyes were a little bit of a wave, and his fingers slipped from the piano cover, spotless, very good.
He slowly pulled her to his side, with a different rhythm from the previous piano music, with a kind of lazy and evil feeling, he put his arms around her waist and raised his handsome face, "is it as good as before?"
Tong en looked down at him, his clear eyes showed a smile that didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "yes, just like you played before, I think it's very good."
"That's because," Zuo Yan frowned, and soon laughed again. His eyes narrowed and recalled things that were so far away. Then he turned around and landed on Tong en's ear accurately. "I practice every day, thinking about how to surprise you when I meet."