17-1, I hope it is suitable, and I can collide with my like

The real person of the golden full moon left a terrifying impression on Zhang Yichu. When she heard Yan Luo talk about it, she just thought that she was ill-fated, and it was understandable that she would do something excessive, and she was also trying to protect herself. But since the café incident, she was really scared. She felt that if she disobeyed her will, she would kill her immediately.

So, Zhang Yichu reminded her every day not to approach the golden full moon.

Xiang Yao's heart was warm, she had no feeling for the golden full moon. After all, there really isn't much to cross. There shouldn't be much intersection in the future.

She got out of bed and went to the piano room. It was late at night, and the piano room was dark. But she can feel the piano that has been with her since she was a child. She did it in front of it, as if she were facing a friend.

She pressed it gently, and its sound could be heard in the room.

From Beethoven to Mozart, to Chopin LaBelle, through which it was played out, in return to her ears. Again and again, she spent countless hours like this.

She followed the notes in her memory and played a song "Dream Wedding".

She remembered that this was the first piece she had ever heard Ji Zexi play. His back was small, his fingers twitching on the keys, and the air was beating, as if the whole room was painted pink, and the threads that ran from the roof of the shed hung macarons of various colors, and the ground was slowly covered with cloud-like marshmallows. And where he becomes the magician of this world, where the magic wand directs, the candy will burst, and the whole space will be sweet in the form of pink mist.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiang Yao felt an extra hand on her shoulder.

"What?"

Dongfang Yunle took his hand down, walked to the window, opened the curtain, and the moonlight poured in through the window. Dongfang's back was stretched long, like a telephone pole.

"Do you want to be straight?"

"Of course. ”

"Your piano music really exposes your emotions, which is something that an artist absolutely cannot have. Otherwise, you won't be able to live up to the masters who created them, and you won't be able to live up to your own years of hard work!"

Xiang Yao didn't deny it, she just looked at the keys. She didn't understand where her emotions came from......

Or maybe who is she influenced by?

"Xiang Yao, your talent is very good. It's just that if this continues, your path as a pianist will come to an end!"

"Yes!"

"Don't you wonder why I look at you accurately? In fact, your music has already exposed your heart, and can even deduce your growth line. You must not have been exposed to classical music when you were young. This can be seen from your fingers, it must have been influenced by someone to start learning piano, this is mostly Li Zexi or your father, but the way you get along is not the same, so there is only one possibility, that is, you have not met that person yet. I'm right?"

"I don't know, I played the piano badly just now, that's why you said so many incomprehensible words!" Xiang Yao raised his head, not avoiding his scrutinizing gaze, "I'll tell you now, what you just saw, can you give me a new definition?"

Dongfang Yunle didn't speak, his eyes kept looking out the window.

"Did you just see a pink dessert house with marshmallows, macarons, and pink macarons? ”

Dongfang turned his head violently, and his peach blossom eyes showed great surprise.

"Seemingly, I'm right. Xiang Yao stood up from the piano bench and slowly brushed his fingers over the keys, "Mr. Dongfang, for me, good music will give me a feeling of eating sweets, I will follow these feelings, this song, the first time I listened to it, it was played to me by Brother Zehi." Whatever he gives me, I pop up. I don't feel anything about what you're talking about, and I haven't done anything like this in a professional competition, it's that you're thinking too much. This time, no, I've won again!"

Dongfang nodded helplessly.

He never judged wrongly, and for the first time, the girl opposite, didn't seem to have a heart. Or, she hid her heart. At the moment, no one can open it yet.

He laughed, the curvature of the corners of his mouth just enough to pull the line on Xiang Yao's heart. I really hope it's suitable, and I can bump into my liking.

Under the moon, he is like a spirit in the night, evil and beautiful.