"When you're not happy, let's have some upbeat music. Owen sat down beside her.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, his heart was filled with a bit of strange feelings for the first time. Perhaps, it was the aura she exuded when she played the piano, very similar to the little girl she knew.

Ivy lowered her hands and slowly raised her head. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his black and white eyes were radiant.

His upper body was straight, and his fingers were on the keys. A light jazz sound, jumping from the fingertips.

Ivy looked at Owen's side face in a daze. He pursed his lips lightly, the upturned corners of his lips seemed to be smiling, and the skin on the wings of his nose was smooth and flawless.

The hallucination appeared again, and she mistook the person in front of her for Mu Tianze again. Relying on the desire to drink, an impulse spontaneously arose in my heart. She couldn't help but raise her right hand, wanting to touch his face.

The piano stopped abruptly. At the moment when her hand was about to touch his, Owen subconsciously turned around and grabbed her wrist with lightning speed.

"What are you doing?" his eyes gleamed with a terrifying chill.

Ivy was stunned by his reaction and stammered, "Uh...... Yes, there are mosquitoes. ”

Owen tugged at the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, then let go of her hand. Staying alert at all times has become a habit of bone marrow implantation.

"You play so well, at what age did you start learning the piano?" asked Ivy.

"I played and played, and I didn't learn anything specifically. Owen shook his head and asked, "What about you?"

"Genius!" Ivy gave a drunken thumbs up, her tongue already starting to stiffen, "I learned to play the piano when I was three years old. At first, he studied piano, but later changed to cello in order to enter the conservatory. ”

"Oh, why did you become a journalist when you studied music? It doesn't seem to be in line with your major. Owen continued to open the subject.

Instead of answering his question, Ivy fell into a pensive state. After being silent for a while, she slowly spoke: "It's because of him, this was originally his ideal." He was a man with a strong sense of justice. I still remember that he used to always say that he should be a watchman of fairness and justice. ”

"You and he went to the same university?" Owen asked, following her words.

"It's not. He studied at Centennial University, and I was at the Zhuhai-Macao Conservatory of Music, and my school was a face-to-face neighbor. Do you think I'm bored? He's left me, and I'm still clinging to his ideals, like a fool. ”

"The people and things we experience in life have mysterious causal relationships. Perhaps, until the last moment of life, it is difficult to see whether every choice is right or wrong. ”

"I don't understand such esoteric words...... Do not understand. Ivy muttered. The wine made her cheeks red, and a thin bead of sweat oozed from her forehead.

"Nothing esoteric. Believe me, just stick to your original intention. Owen took a sip of wine, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes that others couldn't understand.

"What about you, what is your ideal?" asked Ivy.

Owen smiled bitterly inwardly. I don't even know if I'm alive tomorrow, so how can I talk about ideals?

"I ...... There is no ideal. He replied in a low tone.

"Haha!" she smiled weirdly, stretched out her index finger in front of her eyes, and said inarticulately, "I understand, I understand." For a rich man like you, it costs two months' salary for ordinary people to eat and eat a meal, where do you need any ideals?"

"You're drunk again, I'll send you back. Owen reluctantly suggested.

I don't know which nerve this sentence touched her, and Ivy stood up suddenly, ran to the terrace outside the living room, and muttered, "No, no, I can't go back, I still have important things to do......"

She had a stubborn thought in her head: Mu Tianze lives downstairs, I want to see what he is doing now and who he is with.

Ivy bared her teeth and headed straight for the terrace.

"Hey—" Owen shook his head, following her closely.

There was a light rain in the sky, and a cool breeze was blowing on your face.

Ivy lay on the railing, her head down, her feet off the ground, and shouted loudly at the downstairs of the apartment: "Mu Tianze-you come out! Why don't you dare to face me, why?"

Owen leaned his back against the railing, holding Ivy's arm with one hand to prevent her from falling down the stairs.

He secretly thought in his heart, she was calling Mu Tianze, not Chi Ming. In this way, the two names belong to the same person.

"Mu Tian......" Aiwei's voice gradually became weak, and after tossing for a while, there was no movement at all.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Owen asked, turning around.

She didn't react, lying motionless on the fence.

He shook her with his hand, but nothing happened.

Owen lifted Ivy up from the railing. Her face was flushed and wet, and she didn't know if it was rain or tears.

"You're drunk again. He whispered.