Wu Junke had already played the wrong scale five times in a row, and his fingers left the black and white keys, relaxing his fingers.

"It's rusty. ”

Yan Zihui flipped through the sheet music in front of him. "Just play it a few more times. ”

They still didn't choose "Dream Wedding" as the performance track. Because Wu Junke felt that this was a song full of infinite regret for him.

"Take a break, your fingers are a little disobedient. ”

"Hmm. Yan Zihui put the cello aside and sat on the piano bench on the half of Wu Junke's side.

"I really didn't expect to have the opportunity to practice with you. ”

Yan Zihui played the piano with one hand, without adding chords, and it sounded crisp and pleasant. "Fate makes people ......"

Yan Zihui looked down at the keys, her smile still on her face. "Junke, does Quiet really want to rebuild the old friendship with you?"

Wu Junke doesn't like to talk about Yan Zihui quietly because of guilt. He was even more disgusted by Yan Zihui's mention of quietness, because of what, he couldn't say clearly, but he just didn't like it to disgust.

"Don't talk about her, as long as she's happy. Wu Junke didn't want to say the second half of the sentence, but he brought it out unconsciously.

"I envy her. "To be more precise, Yan Zihui is jealous.

Yan Zihui stopped his hand, and the sound of the piano stopped. "There is purity between you, and we are separated by a swamp and cannot step across. ”

Wu Junke was silent, he stood up, took a chair and sat down.

"Look at me, you're talking about these things that make you unhappy again. I'm also a little touched today and remembered what happened to us in the past. ”

Yan Zihui's hand rested on the half-empty piano bench.

"Zihui, if I say that everything is over, will you think that I am ashamed to persuade you to let go without experiencing your pain?"

Wu Junke and Yan Zihui didn't communicate much, and he didn't know what to say when facing Yan Zihui. But today, Wu Junke plans to have a good talk with Yan Zihui.

"I'm just a little bit sorry. Compared to me, how lucky to be quiet, your parents are so good to her, you have always taken her to heart, and her boyfriend loves him so much......"

"How do you know that her boyfriend loves her very much?" Wu Junke was a little apprehensive at first, but he felt that Yan Zihui shouldn't know so clearly.

"At that time, she went abroad alone, and it should be her current boyfriend who chased her abroad, I guess if it wasn't for deep feelings, how could she chase after her at that time?" She wanted to hint to Wu Junke, but in fact, there was not much innocence between Quiet and Wang Anchor.

Wu Junke sighed and sighed. "Zihui, do you know why Quiet has to break up with me?"

"It's because I showed up. Yan Zihui is complacent in her heart, but all she can show is self-blame.

"Nope. It's because the love I give is far from the love she wants. She could have ...... at the beginning."

Wu Junke still couldn't bear to tell the truth in his heart.

"But why did she come back to you now?" Yan Zihui only thought that Jing Jing felt that she was not her opponent at the beginning, so she withdrew. Now Wang Anchor is dying, so she wants to come back to grab Wu Junke.

"Do you think she really came to me?" Wu Junke bent down, his elbows on his knees, his eyes did not flicker, he did not turn, and looked at Yan Zihui in a daze.

Yan Zihui's body leaned back, and she was frightened by Wu Junke's eyes. "It's not looking for you, so why did she go back to Yisen?"

"My father wanted her to come back to Yisen. Wu Junke was disappointed, his eyes were dilated, he found something in Yan Zihui's eyes that he didn't want to see, and he wanted to let go of all his patience.

"Oh, your parents still want the two of you to be together after all, right?" Yan Zihui's hatred for Wu Dequan deepened at this moment.

"Your father is still the same and has never liked me. I don't know if it's because of Yan Weicheng, or just because I'm me. ”

Yan Zihui turned around and turned his back to Wu Junke.

"Regret has been made, and history does not allow anyone to change it. I know that many people have done you harm, but they have all received the rewards they deserve. Zihui, come out of the past, otherwise those injuries will continue endlessly. This was Wu Junke's last persuasion to Yan Zihui.

Wu Junke slowly accepted what he said quietly, what Wu Dequan did at the beginning was a pity, he couldn't blame Wu Dequan anymore, saying that he did something wrong.

"I don't understand what you're saying, I haven't fallen into the past anymore. I said, I'm just a little bit sorry. ”

Yan Zihui stood up and touched the piano keys and walked back to the cello. "We used to be so good, childhood sweethearts. Originally, we didn't have to go through this, I waited to be Mrs. Wu early, waiting for you to marry me, and we still had a new life. But that's all gone. ”

"When I see you again, you're someone else's. Later, you told me that the first time you saw Quiet, it was because she was like me that you walked towards her......"

Yan Zihui is still using her usual tricks, but for Wu Junke, it has failed little by little.

Wu Junke interrupted Yan Zihui's words. "You don't look like it at all, it's just an excuse I made up for myself. I fell in love with this girl at first sight when I saw her, but that's where you got into trouble, and I can't get over my conscience. ”

Yan Zihui smiled tearfully. "You fell in love with her where I had an accident? That's not what you said in the first place. If that's the case, why did it take so long for the two of you to be together?"

"Because she has always had someone else in her heart, and without my place, I have been waiting. Quiet is not like anyone, she is her, no one can compare to her in my heart. "Wu Junke knew he was cruel, but he had to.

"Don't talk about it! You've been looking for me since my accident, and as soon as you hear from me, you fly to see me. If you really love her so much, why did you come to me? and bring me back, for me, you left her behind, and now you say that no one can compare to her?" Wu Junke's words were something that Yan Zihui couldn't accept no matter what.

"Because you took advantage of my debt at the beginning, and I thought I still had some love for you. In addition, Quiet once analyzed me, and she said that I am a person who lives in responsibility. After your accident, I have been blaming myself for not protecting you, so I have been looking for you. After I found you, I learned more and took on more responsibilities. ”

"Responsibility, am I just a responsibility to you?" Yan Zihui clenched his fists, so tight that he couldn't be tighter.

"Yes, it's responsibility. It wasn't until Quiet left me that I realized that I had only one responsibility to you, and that my previous love had been wiped out with your "death". So I didn't even show up when you went to the United States to find Yan Acropolis, and that was because I wanted to save my relationship with Tranquility, and to save my relationship with her, first of all, I couldn't see you!"

Wu Junke sat back in front of the piano.

Yan Zihui stood in front of the window of the piano room, and she felt that the sun outside the window was getting colder and colder for her.

"Junke, you're not that kind of person. You call me a doctor, find someone to take care of me, whatever I ask of you, you say yes, it's not just a responsibility. ”

Yan Zihui felt that Wu Junke suddenly put on the coat of a stranger.

"Yes, I promised you everything, because those things can be done with money, but if you think about it, what else have I given you besides money?"

Wu Junke labeled himself as a scumbag.

"Now that Wang Anchor has had an accident, and he is so embarrassed, quietly returning to Yisen, for me, this is God giving me another chance. Even though she's still rejecting me from thousands of miles away, I'm not going to miss it again. ”

Wu Junke walked to Yan Zihui's side. "The Yan family's father and son are in prison. My second uncle's shares were also obtained by you, and you can live very well. Stop it, I'll act as if nothing happened. ”

Yan Zihui inadvertently showed a frightened expression. "What do I receive?"

"Cheng Fan's matter is that you, Xu Yunyun and my second uncle joined forces. Wu Junke threw the first bombshell.

Yan Zihui faltered.

"I know what role you play in it, what role you play. My second uncle hid Cheng Fan, and later Cheng Fan was transferred to the courtyard by me. ”

Wu Junke put his hands behind his back.

"Why did you transfer Cheng Fan to the hospital?" Yan Zihui acquiesced. She was now like an hourglass, she was turned upside down by Wu Junke, and the countdown began.

"I want to keep you. At the same time, I know you'll do more. Wu Junke's side face was shining with sunlight, but he looked so cunning.

Before the first indiscriminate bombardment had dissipated, Wu Junke conducted another air raid.

"My second uncle is a big problem for me, and I don't want him to hold the shares, but I can't find a way to cut his shares. The two fathers and sons of the Yan family were cleaned up so miserably by you, Wu Dezhi do you know that you will let him go? Sure enough, you didn't disappoint me. Glamorously got his shares. ”

Wu Junke tried his best to take all these things into account, as if he was a god operator, everything was under his control, but he was just an afterthought.

"You mean, you're using me, but I got his shares and said I wanted to give it to you, and you said you didn't want it!"

"Because after you get the shares, I can slowly let go of my responsibilities. You know, I often feel like I'm overwhelmed. Wu Junke's expression became darker and darker.

Yan Zihui covered her ears and didn't look like the heroine in a romance drama, but like she was hugging her head and running around. "It's not like that, you won't be like this!"

Wu Junke took Yan Zihui's two hands and let her listen to it so clearly, there was nowhere to escape!

"I wanted to regain my quietness, but because of the anchor, I was invulnerable. So I've been looking for someone to follow Wang Anchor, trying to find an opportunity for me to do it. ”

Wu Junke finally guessed what the purpose of staying in Wu's house was when he returned to Yisen quietly, and he was going to start shooting.

"Who knows that killing two birds with one stone, I know that Wang Anchor went to see the process sail a few times, and then something happened. Zihui, I really want to thank you. ”

Yan Zihui pushed Wu Junke away, and fell to the ground with too much force, her eyes full of fear and despair.

Wu Junke walked forward, and Yan Zihui desperately retreated. "Don't come, don't!"

Wu Junke half-squatted down. "Zihui, stop it, you have everything now, and you won't live in anyone's shadow. In the past, I lost my quiet because of you, and now because of you, I have another chance to recover her, and everything is back to the way it was, isn't it great?"

"Jun Ke, you're scaring me, aren't you? You can't be such a person!" Yan Zihui hugged his arms with both hands, his lips and teeth trembling.

"That's who I am!"

Wu Junke stood up and looked at Yan Zihui condescendingly.

"No, you were so gentle with me just now, how could you suddenly become like this?Junke, don't scare me, okay?" Yan Zihui begged.

Wu Junke's hand was propped up on the window frame, smiling slyly. "I have been as merciful to you as you have been meek to me. How can you achieve your goals without pretending?"

Wu Junke pulled Yan Zihui, who had fallen to the ground, up. This is the end of our "cooperation", from now on I am the chairman of Yisen, you are a shareholder, and that's it. ”

He pinched Yan Zihui's chin and lifted her face. "Zihui, it's good to get together and disperse, I will accompany you to play this song at the annual meeting, but don't expect more. Be quiet, this woman, you'd better stay away from her. Otherwise......"

Wu Junke put down his hand. "You don't want your mother to know what she did, right? ”

"Wu Junke, you are despicable!" Yan Zihui stretched out his hand and pinched Wu Junke's neck.

Yan Zihui was definitely not Wu Junke's opponent, so he pushed Yan Zihui away.

"Why, you want to kill me too? I'm not going to die, I'm going to keep my life alive and quiet for our unfinished wedding. Leave that dream wedding to yourself!"

Wu Junke's close-fitting clothes were already soaked, and he had never seen Yan Zihui's eerie eyes.

……

Wu Junke saw Yan Zihui walking out of the building in the piano room.

He dialed Zhao Feng: From now on, look for someone to watch her twenty-four hours a day, and there will be no one around her.

Zhao Feng: Don't worry, boss, it's all done.

Wu Junke: Find me a few more bodyguards!

Wu Junke hung up the phone and sat down in front of the piano.

He thought about Quiet, and time turned back to when he proposed to Quiet. His ten fingers played on the keys, and not a single note was wrong.

Wu Junke regretted that his intolerance of Yan Zihui made a big mistake. He buried with his own hands the marriage he and Quiet should have.

If it weren't for his repeated shielding and indulgence of Yan Zihui, Wang Anchor would not have reached the point where he is today.

He made a mistake, he has to bear it, let Yan Zihui focus all his hatred on him, as long as he doesn't let Quiet be hurt again.

Wu Junke's slender fingers danced freely on the keys, and he hummed the tune softly, the lyrics pumping from the ventricles with the blood.

The sky is slightly bright, and you sigh softly, and the night is so melancholy. You've waited for me for four nights, and you've had countless sleepless nights.

The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is full of wounds, and your smile has turned yellow. It's not your smile that's yellowed, it's the joy I haven't seen in a long time.

The flowers fall and people break their bowels, my heart is quiet, the north wind is chaotic and the night is not shining, your shadow is constantly cut, leaving me alone on the lake in pairs. Relying on our memories, accompany me in pairs. I want to talk about "The Power of the Bond" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~