Every time he passes by here, the old horse has to bow respectfully three times, and then close his eyes and ponder for a long time, yes, close his eyes The old horse can hear Bach's work "Aria on the G String" flowing under his mother's slender fingers, the melody under the light and shadow still echoes in the ears, hidden in the depths of the soul, and can not be forgotten for a lifetime. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Xiaoya, do you remember that your respected teacher Shen also has a piano like this?" Lao Ma said to himself, he knew that Xiao Ya, who had an extra cinnabar red mole between his eyebrows, would definitely not remember.

Sure enough, Xiaoya shook her head blankly, she really couldn't think of Teacher Shen, who made the man around her who cared for her so sad, and she couldn't think that she would play such a huge musical instrument.

Her impression of Teacher Shen is the black-and-white photo on the wall of the spacious living room at No. 135 Jishan Road, what a dignified and elegant woman she is!

And she heard the old horse play the piano, and the sound of the piano was resounding, and he said that he played Bach's works, and he said that his mother used to be the top woman in the world music Bach.

Xiaoya wanted to make all the stories Ma Weiguo tell her coherent, but she couldn't, she tried her best to not only can't coherently those fragments, but they are still unfamiliar fragments in her brain, Xiaoya sighed, maybe she can really only live in Ma Weiguo's story and her own blank.

Hearing Xiaoya sigh, Ma Weiguo turned back from his gloomy sadness.

"Xiaoya, what's wrong with you?" The old horse can't let his heart and liver feel a little uncomfortable.

Xiaoya didn't answer.

Xiaobai wanted to go back to Shanghai, and he saw that he was redundant in the old mansion.

Father has his life, and the dreamy girl makes him a little embarrassed, always looking up at home and not looking down, he is like a boy who has just entered puberty, he is a little helpless, he doesn't know what to call her, he doesn't know what to say to her, he is even ridiculous to the point of red-faced, and the most important thing is that his father seems unwilling to talk about her in front of him.

As long as my father is fine, I'd better go back to Shanghai as soon as possible, as for Xuanxuan, don't get involved!

Xiaobai was on the plane at eight o'clock in the evening, but he didn't want to dine in the old mansion, so he didn't want to be embarrassed at the dining table again, so he patiently said goodbye to the old mansion in his father's earnest teachings and Aunt Lin's old tears.

Xiaobai is no longer the Xiaobai of a few years ago, Xiaobai at that time was rebellious, frizzy and self-righteous, especially after the accident of his younger brother, looking at his father who was hit hard and gradually aging, Xiaobai suddenly understood his father's bitterness and expectations, that is the continuation and responsibility of a family bloodline, Xiaobai is willing to assume his own responsibilities and roles.

For so many years, he followed his father closely, and they experienced the years of poverty together, and he also watched how his father survived strong in Shanghai and created the glory and miracle of the Ma Group step by step.

He admired his father, but he also felt a heavy pressure, and he lived in his father's light in Shanghai Tang.

When he goes out, others always introduce "this is Ma Weiguo's son", no matter how good he does, others always say that "Ma Weiguo teaches his son well", and his father always hopes that his son will become a dragon, hoping that the blue is better than the blue, but how easy is it to surpass his father?

In those frizzy years, Xiaobai went to the United States to study in order to avoid his father's shadow and become his true self, but as he slowly grew up and matured, he understood how naïve and ignorant he was in the past.

In fact, the real self is not in the eyes of others, but in your own heart, as long as you have worked hard, you will have a clear conscience.

Xiaobai dragged his small suitcase to the French-owned Black Forest restaurant early.

He missed the wine from Ninevi Manor, he was not greedy for glasses, he just missed his brother very, very much, he missed the clever and sensible little guy who was many years younger than himself, he didn't know why God was so unjust, he was just a simple child who had not experienced the world!

Xiaobai's suitcase was not big, but it seemed heavy, and he came to the windowless seat, which most people didn't like, but he remembered that he and the young Korean liked it.

Xiaobai sat down, ordered a truffle and foie gras, and a glass of Ninevi Manor's high-vintage red wine, the delicious food and the mellow wine should have been a perfect match, but this wine tasted a different kind of bitterness in Xiaobai's mouth!

What's wrong with the little brother? If he's turned into a star, he'll know how much he's missed......

Xiao Bai was eating with a heavy heart, he heard the sound of a suitcase wheel, the sound stopped in front of him, Xiao Bai looked up and saw a person, who smiled at him kindly.

"Little Baijun, let's meet again!" A sentence with a strong Korean flavor in English.

"Jin Jun, why are you?" Xiao Bai swept away the unhappiness in his heart just now, and hugged Jin Yidao who suddenly appeared in front of him.

It is true that they haven't seen each other for a long time, since the accident of the stepmother and younger brother, the father has basically not taken care of the affairs of the head office, and he is tired in Shanghai.

In the end, a CEO was hired with a high salary to manage Yongfang with full control, and Jin Yidao was busy with surgery all day, so he basically didn't meet again.

I didn't expect to meet here today.

"Jin Jun, where are you going?"

"Little Baijun, where are you going?"

The two asked the same question almost at the same time.

"Hahahaha......" A low-backed, cheerful laugh echoed in the deserted corner of the Black Forest restaurant.

Xiaobai motioned for Jin Yidao to sit down, and beckoned to the waiter.

"I must pay for it today, the Chinese say that there is a fate to meet thousands of miles, today I am the host!"

Jin Yidao smiled and did not refuse, since taking over the operation of the owner, he has come to China many times, he is already familiar with the rules of the Chinese, and rejecting the enthusiasm of the Chinese will make the Chinese very faceless.

Jin Yidao ordered a French meal that was exactly the same as Xiaobai, and he had the same taste as Xiaobai.

"I'm on my plane back to Shanghai tonight, what about you?" In front of this young and promising medical expert, Xiaobai was concise and to the point.

"I'm on my plane back to South Korea tonight." To be honest, Jin Yidao admires this boss who is the same age as himself, he is both like his father and full of personality.

"Did you come to Xiamen or did you arrange the operation for my father?" Xiaobai asked.

Xiaobai remembered that he saw Jin Yidao in Xiamen at that time, and Jin Yidao was busy with the operation arranged by his father.

Moreover, and when Jin Yidao talked about this operation, his expression and tone were always weird, and he didn't want to guess anything, but Jin Yidao's strange appearance left a deep impression on him.