Hearing Cheng Hao's words, Shang Peng's heart suddenly chuckled, as if something had exploded in his heart, like a rain bomb bombing the clouds to disperse the thick fog, and then his eyes were open.

Seeing Shang Peng's whole person stunned and poked in place, Cheng Hao couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart and realized that it was really inappropriate for him to say this, and then apologized in a low voice: "I just said, don't go to your heart...... Well, let's talk about the handover of this part of the work......"

Shang Peng came back to his senses and smiled at him: "Okay, the materials are ready, right?"

He didn't continue the topic just now, sometimes it's more natural to talk about work than feelings.

**

The night breeze swept away the heat of the day, and although it rained in the afternoon, the heat of the ground rising after the shower made the whole city feel like a sauna.

The coolness of midsummer gives the city a breather after a sweltering day, and even the chirping insects in the grass are crying happily as if they have finally come to life.

There is no moon in the sky, only stars, mixed with scattered light projections, and it is really impossible to tell which ones are in the sky and which are in the world.

Lan Jiyu wore a snow-white nightdress, playing the cello, the sound of the piano was melodious and far-reaching, accompanied by her memories, the music was like a thread in the black velvet night sky slowly sewn a beautiful and a few wisps of sadness.

Xiang Xiaoyuan listened quietly until the end of the song.

"That's nice," she clapped.

Lan Jiyu put down the bow and reached out to touch the cello that had always accompanied him.

At that time, the teacher always said that he knew if he didn't practice for one day, his peers knew if he didn't practice for two days, and everyone knew if he didn't practice for three days.

But fortunately, she has worked hard for a while, and as soon as her body recovers, the first thing she picked up was the cello, and her musicality did not run with the singing.

"Xiaoyuan, I'm leaving. ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan was stunned: "Where are you going?"

Lan Jiyu smiled: "I've been bothering you for so many days, it's time for me to move the place." ”

When Xiao Yuan heard this, he became anxious: "What nonsense are you talking about? What are you bothering me? Is it that guy Cheng Hao told you something? Don't pay attention to him! If he wants to find trouble with you, I won't fix him!"

Lan Jiyu shook his head: "When he sees me now, it's like a mouse sees a cat, how dare he trouble me!"

Xiaoyuan didn't believe it, even if Cheng Hao didn't say anything, but he had a face when he had dinner in the past few days, and the fool could see it.

"Okay, it's really not because of him!" Lan Jiyu put away the piano and took Xiao Yuan's hand and smiled: "I'm going to Hungary tomorrow, and a small orchestra just needs a cellist, and it has already accepted my interview application." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan jumped up suddenly: "Ah, tomorrow, you are going so far, how can you?"

She now wants to accompany Xiaoyu to get a visa, but she can't get a visa.

"Xiaoyu, can you wait two days, I'll accompany you?" Xiao Yuan was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

Lan Jiyu smiled and shook his head.

"That'...... Does Shang Peng know about this?"

Lan Jiyu put away his smile and said, "He doesn't need to know." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan was so anxious that he didn't know what to do: "Xiaoyu, why are you going to Hungary? Is there no orchestra in China?

Lan Jiyu still shook his head: "I don't have any resume, and I want to try my luck this time because I hope that my resume will look better in the future." Don't worry, Uncle Zhou will accompany me, if I am selected this time, I will stay for a year and a half at most, and if I am not selected, I will come back in a few weeks. Don't worry!"

Hearing that Steward Zhou would accompany her, Xiang Xiaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, this is also a good opportunity, and it is also your dream, then I will support you unconditionally!"

The two smiled and were silent for a while, and after thinking about it for a long time, they decided to ask this long-buried question in their hearts:

"Xiaoyu, when did you regain your memory?"

I always thought that she was in amnesia, so Xiaoyuan never dared to mention going to the United States to see her, because she didn't dare to tell her what happened before, so she could only choose to escape.

"Actually...... I regained my memory early. ”

Lan Jiyu raised his head and looked at the sky, watching the starry sky blink his eyes, and then smile softly.

"When I opened my eyes, my brain was really blank. I don't know who I am, and I don't know who the person who was with me is, I just felt so tired and tired, and I had a long, long dream, but when I woke up, I found that none of the people around me were known to me. ”

"In this way, I lived in a daze for a while, and then one day on the beach I watched the waves crashing on the reef, and suddenly remembered an oil painting, and then my memories came back all at once! Then I saw Shang Peng standing behind me, no, it should be called Luo Yunpeng, right?"

Lan Jiyu thought back to everything at that time, how shocked she should have been at that time, but she was able to put this shock back in her stomach, and then pretended to be light and breezy to chat with him, and continued to pretend to have amnesia.

Because she didn't know how to face Shang Peng, she didn't understand why there was only one him left by her side.

And he didn't notice that Xiaoyu had regained his memory, and then tentatively told her those past events slowly.

Lan Jiyu understood what happened back then, and also knew the grievances between the Luo family and the Lan family, and at this time she would believe him, because there was really no need for him to deceive an amnesiac woman. She also knew how he had deliberately approached the Lan family over the years, how he had gained Lan Shaoqi's trust, and then how he had brought down Lan Ding.

There are too many promoters behind the scenes, things are too complicated, and Lan Shaoqi is still no news when he disappears.

"I've been pretending, and I've been pretending to be able to fool myself. But later, when I knew that you had torn your face with Cheng Hao because of my family's affairs, I knew that I couldn't pretend anymore! I couldn't break you up because of my business, and I pretended to want to go to Cheng Hao to talk about the acquisition, but I didn't want to know that one day you were Lou's person and couldn't accept it. It's just that I didn't expect that even Shang Peng, who my brother has always trusted the most, is Lou's undercover agent...... I almost died, if you two really broke up, I wouldn't die in vain?"

Hearing Lan Jiyu's words, Xiang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but hold her in his arms and cry loudly.

At this time, Lan Jiyu was still thinking about himself, and the first thing he thought of after nine deaths was that he couldn't separate himself from Cheng Hao.

She suddenly wanted to beat Cheng Hao up, no matter how kind she was, she had never treated her family like Xiaoyu like this, causing her homeless, and the enemy whose relatives were separated still wanted him to be happy.