When the prompt for successful card swiping sounded, Yu'er and the three daughters were also in a sluggish state, and the three golden retrievers had already covered their faces in shame, and they would be hit if they stayed any longer.

When Wu An'an sent the mobile phone to several other girls, everyone said no, and finally Wu Liang spoke: "Take it, this thing is our family An'an's mind, and it's not a big deal."

The three girls happily put it away, Wu Anan had to go to work in the afternoon, so Wu Liang asked for his uncle's phone, and left the fruit mobile phone store by himself, leaving four girls to talk about Wu Liang.

The Huaxia Mobile next to him made a card, called his father, said that he was back, and conveyed the words of the ancestor to his father, and hung up the phone.

However, the top priority is to buy a car, otherwise it will be too inconvenient to go anywhere, in order to be low-key in the past, and Wu Liang also felt that he didn't need it, but after two years of life, Wu Liang urgently needed to experience the breath of modern industry.

The previous number is naturally gone, but fortunately, his memory is relatively good, and he does not have any intermittent amnesia or the like, and he still remembers several important numbers clearly.

Su Qing was in the office, looking at the financial statements of Bar Street and worrying, although she had made changes and put in a lot of effort, the business of Bar Street was no longer satisfactory, at least compared to what she imagined.

The mobile phone rang, looked at an unfamiliar number, tapped his head with a ballpoint pen, instinctively wanted to hang up, but pressed the wrong key and passively picked up the phone.

The voice from the opposite side made Su Qing feel that he was too tired, so that he hallucinated, shook his head, calmed himself down, and picked up the phone again.

"Hey, hello, I didn't hear it clearly just now, may I ask who you are" Su Qing was a little apprehensive, and at the moment he completely calmed down, and there was a feeling of rejection in his beautiful voice.

"If you haven't seen me for two years, forget about me, it's not good" Wu Liang could also guess Su Qing's mood, and didn't go to sell Guanzi, but just made a joke.

"Where are you" Su Qing's psychology trembled, and he immediately understood, that night two years ago, that god-like man broke into the intensive care room of the hospital and snatched Wu Liang's body, although he did not report his name, but Su Qing faintly guessed.

At this time, whether it was Wu Liang or not, she had to take a look, confirm her conjecture, ask Wu Liang's location, quickly hung up the phone, and ran downstairs.

Sitting quietly in the western restaurant, there was soft music playing in it, and at this time he noticed that the name of this place happened to be the first time he entered the western restaurant with Su Qing, but it was another store, Firoxai Restaurant.

Suddenly, a wonderful attention popped up in his mind, and he immediately called the waiter, and gave a low command, and the waiter understood the manager of the restaurant who found him, and under the temptation of tips and cash, Wu Liang's request was lightly agreed.

Su Qing hurriedly drove her Porsche and appeared at the door of the restaurant, without even glancing at the name of the restaurant, she pushed open the revolving door of the restaurant.

The hurried footsteps slowly stood up, and once again looked around without giving up, except for a vacant place with food, the rest can be determined, there is no figure of Wu Liang.

I took out my phone and looked at the number on it, but in the end I didn't dial it out, and turned around to leave the place.

The sound of the dingdong piano sounded, and it can be heard that the pianist's attainments are very high, this piece turned out to be the song that Wu Liang played for himself, the third song of Liszt's Dream of Love trilogy, and the poem "Love" by Freiriglat.

The steps that took him unconsciously retracted, and he looked at the position where the piano was, and the person sitting in front of the piano was not a pianist in a tuxedo, but a man in a short-sleeved shirt and jeans.

The whole western restaurant was silent, and everyone listened to this high-level performance with bated breath, even the professional pianist, and some people closed their eyes with expressions of enjoyment.

The familiar music, with a hint of joy and resentment, penetrated deep into Su Qing's heart, and in a trance, he seemed to see the boy sitting in front of the piano wearing an old black coat and gray cloth shoes on his feet.

The soulful and tactful music is like nine songs and eighteen times of flowing water, flowing in people's hearts, and the fingers flying on the keys are like magic wands, allowing people to enjoy a romantic musical journey.

Su Qing didn't know when he was already sitting on the empty chair, holding his chin in his hand and closing his eyes slightly, completely caught in his memory.

After the performance, Wu Liang picked up the white towel next to him and wiped his hands, bowed slightly to everyone, the whole restaurant was full of a sense of tranquility, as if no one could bear to break this tranquility.

It wasn't until Wu Liang left the piano and walked towards Su Qing that everyone came back to their senses, and the warm applause rang out instantly, which also woke up Su Qing from his memories.

Someone sat down in front of her, but she didn't pay any attention to it, letting the tears roll down her cheeks.

Sure enough, it's that familiar face, which has appeared in my dreams countless times, even after a hundred years, I can remember it clearly, but compared with before, I now feel a little more sunny, and the smile on my face is much warmer.

"Can I have a meal, beautiful princess" Wu Liang had a smile on his face.

Su Qing nodded desperately, covering his mouth with his hand, afraid that he would cry out if he couldn't control it, but tears were already pouring out of his eyes like a river bursting its banks.

"Two medium-rare steaks, vegetable salad, by the way, another bottle of Bordeaux, thank you" Wu Liang looked at the waiter and said politely, the dishes were exactly the same as last time, and even the tone of speech was somewhat similar.

The waiter left quickly, Wu Liang stretched out his hand, wiped the tears on Su Qing's face, and held her hands together, two years have passed, and she has lost a lot of weight.

Feeling the temperature from his hands, Su Qing could clearly determine that he was not dreaming, and the scene he had been thinking about day and night finally appeared, with tears in his eyes, but his face was full of joy.

"I'm back" Wu Liang gently squeezed her little hand and said solemnly, like a soldier returning home on the battlefield

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