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In Yan An's ward, a new person, a man, appeared. The first time she saw him, he was wearing a thin black trench coat, and he walked in step by step from outside the door, calmly and calmly.

When I saw her, my eyes flickered, but there was no sympathy.

There is no sympathy...... That's great for someone who's been sympathetic since their injury!

Her mother said, "It's impossible for you to write for the time being, but you can tell him what you have and he can help you write it down." It's impossible for you to play the piano for the time being, but don't you know how to write scores? You ask him to write it down, and he will be with you during this period of not recovering. ”

She groaned.

Her mother said again: "On the day of your car accident, your father speculated in stocks and made a lot of money, which was a good thing, and waited for you to come back to celebrate, but ...... Your father and I are both working now, and we can't stay with you all the time, so I hired Mr. Zhou at a high price, and he also happens to know music. An'an, you have to cheer up quickly! ”

Yan An couldn't cry or laugh, but she didn't expect her parents to think of hiring someone to accompany her, and they also hired one: a handsome person who fell off the scum.

How did you get people here?

This job is quite innovative.

She nodded.

When her mother left, she said hello to Mr. Zhou lightly. "Hello, my name is Yan An."

Mr. Zhou was very reticent, but replied: "I know." ”

"What's your name?" Yan An asked suspiciously.

"I'm sorry. Just call me Mr. Zhou. ”

The person who earns money is so dragged by it, and he should be the first person in history. The man seems to be reliable, though.

……

She didn't think that she, who was so guarded, would easily accept this man, perhaps, it was his quiet eyes that touched her. Let her heart gradually become peaceful.

She started to recover, she started to want to talk a lot, she started talking to him, the stories she wanted to write, her mood.

He is a qualified listener, she observes.

He doesn't say much, but once he does, every sentence is useful.

Every morning, Mr. Zhou would not allow her to drop her meal, and habitually frowned, which made her have a bad taste for tricking people to succeed.

There seem to be many places where Mr. Zhou can't get used to her, but his face is always unfazed.

She was lazy, too lazy to move.

He knocked on her bedside table, and his glowing black eyes looked at her faintly: "Miss Yan An, I think you need to take a walk." ”

The human heart is made of flesh, she thought, and he actually cared about her.

Walking through the corridor, she asked him, "Mr. Zhou, you seem to have extraordinary abilities and should have a great future, why do you want to do this boring job?" ”

After waiting for a long time to hear no answer, she looked at him before he said, "Do I seem to be extraordinary?" ”

"Hmm."

"There is no shortage of capable people in this world, and people with extraordinary abilities do not necessarily have extraordinary achievements." He began. "Don't doubt it, I'm an ordinary person, I come to work, I just need money."

"Why do you need money?"

"Marry her."

“……”

Yan An forgot that he was looking at him, he was too honest, honest to the point of hurting.

After a long time, she heard her own voice saying: "There are so many jobs in the world, why do you choose this unreliable one to do it?" ”

Mr. Zhou looked back at her and said silently: "Isn't it reliable to help someone and make money?" ”

Yan An nodded as if she didn't understand, and walked past him, her eyes fixed on the vast sky outside the window, it turned out that she was just helping and making money, and she lost her heart. People like her are the least likely to lose their hearts, but they are also the easiest to lose their hearts, the key is to see if they meet such a person...... What a pity, Mr. Zhou.

One morning.

Yan An woke up in a trance, and the next moment, she was completely awakened.

Accustomed to using the knuckles of the right hand, disappointed every day, who would have thought that today would be successful? She didn't believe that the hard work of rehabilitation could really save the right hand.

When all this slowly got better, she wasn't necessarily very happy.

It was his care, his eyes that made people look at an ordinary person, not a disabled person, and his voice that made people sound very reassuring, and he healed her day by day.

If she is healed, then it also means that it is time for him to leave......

Along the way, she was always gaining, and she was always losing, and she was losing and losing, and she was losing and gaining, and she couldn't bear it.

There was movement at the door.

She closed her eyes and didn't look.

But there was no escape from the deep magnetic voice in his ears: "I saw your right hand move at the door, congratulations." ”

"......" Yan An.

Lo and behold, what should be lost will always be lost, and he does not belong to you at all.

So, why not be generous?

She opened her eyes with a smile and looked at him, "Yes, I want to thank you for taking care of him for a while." ”

That Mr. Zhou smiled rarely: "Okay, it's good." ”

Yan An looked at him distractedly, who would let him love so much, who would let him fall in love?

She envies, is it okay.

……

When she picked up the pen, she said, "It doesn't seem to be very fluent, Mr. Zhou, it seems difficult to compose a piece for you." ”

Mr. Zhou took out a music book and said to her, "There is me." ”

In the end, Yan An composed a song for Mr. Zhou, which roughly means this: despair in the dark whirlpool, the road ahead and the road back are empty, is it stubborn confrontation or surrender? It was you who appeared to give me strength, to give me light, and to make lonely patients feel that disaster is happiness...... I raised my hand for you to surrender, but I want to let you go, is that a parallel line, intersection for a moment, okay, you go, who made you not appear for me, fate I can only struggle but can't resist......

In the end, the song composed by Mr. Zhou was finally handed over to the real founder Yan An. But Yan An didn't take it, she looked at him: "The encounter is a fate, I know that you believe in fate, I also believe in it, this, you should know a souvenir, you keep it." ”

"Hmm." Mr. Zhou is gone.

He's a trouble-averse man, he doesn't like to talk much, but he always does things crisply, he comes crisply, and he leaves crisply.

After more than half a year, Yan An was discharged from the hospital.

returned to the place of light, but her heart seemed to be hollowed out by something.

It's really a magical thing to meet! So caught off guard, not giving people a trace of preparation. I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect to meet him.

And the way she met the person she liked was beyond all the plots she imagined.

Mr. Zhou, what exactly is your name?

Three years later.

Yan An went to an invitation, a concert by Mr.Z, and invited her to participate in and play a concerto.

After the blind date, she quickly felt that she had the right to enter the backstage, and the first thing she saw was: a tall back standing by the window, some people might think that she turned her eyes away in a hurry, but no.

She froze in place.

In the ward, who always likes to stand by the window? Whoever woke up and saw the same scene was always Mr. Zhou, and it was Mr. Zhou standing by the window with his back to her.

He loved that action.

She knew he liked to sit in the corner, she knew he liked to drink weak tea, and she knew he didn't like to make trouble. He was a quiet man.

She suddenly remembered that he, who was so quiet, had said that she was withdrawn.

She also replied: "You are really lonely, your heart wall ...... Thick. To be honest, every time I tried to open the conversation with you, I was shattered by your silence. ”

He interrupted: "I don't like to deal with people either, but when I deal with one, one comes into my heart." But you, who have dealt with so many people, are incomparably desolate in your heart, and cruel, cruel not to let anyone into your heart. But your surface is really ...... It's so deceptive. Your willingness to talk to me shows that the feeling I give you is something that makes you a little curious, and only curiosity can stir up waves in the hearts of people like you. ”

She was speechless, why did she fall in love with him? Because you've always longed for someone who sees everything you have to offer, and when that person comes along and is attractive enough, there's no reason why you shouldn't love him. There's no reason why she shouldn't love him.

Such a person can only meet one in her life, and how fortunate she is to meet it; How unfortunate it is that when you meet someone who does not belong to you, you are destined to be sad.

But she still never regretted it...... Meet him.

Now everyone is preparing backstage, but he is like being in a harmonious nature, he stands out. Chicken. Qun, so special that she couldn't help but pay attention to him. Just like it was back then.

She walked over and called softly, "Hey." ”

Not afraid to call the wrong person at all.

Sure enough, he turned around and looked at her, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "You ......"

"Don't you remember me?" Yan An learned his usual expression, looked out the window calmly, and said, "I forgot to name the score I gave you back then, I don't know if you noticed?" ”

She didn't ask why he was here, she was concerned: she had met him again.

Still, well, he's supposed to be married.

Mr. Zhou hasn't seen him for three years, and time has not drawn a mean knife on his handsome face, but the eyebrows are more calm, and the charm of a mature man is vividly exuded by him.

Yan An looked at him like this and smiled.

"Zhou Mo, isn't there a temporary shortage of people for your concert, I invited you, Miss Yan An, one of the best in our city, can already be called a musician, she is very powerful" There are a lot ......of balabala, the existence of this person who walks in seems very abrupt, but what is called "people arrive before the sound comes" The meaning is diluted very clearly and clearly.

The uncle walked up to them and saw them together, and his dull and stunned look really made Yan An couldn't help laughing.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at him, and was satisfied to see the faint arc of the corners of his mouth.

How so? She thought that she still remembered this person for three years, still paid attention to this person, and still liked this person.

Oh......

She stretched out her hand and pointed to the Mr. Zhou in front of her, facing his black eyes that were staring at her intently, waiting for the next tone, she suddenly popped out two words: "Zhou Mo!" ”

Mr. Zhou seemed to be amused by her serious look, and he nodded solemnly: "Zhou Mo." ”

"Weekend-" Yan An couldn't help but look into his eyes and smile, "Weekend Sunday, were you born on Sunday?" Otherwise, why is it called Zhou Mo?! ”

"......" Mr. Zhou was asked by her.

“MR. Z is you. Yan An was so happy that tears were about to come out, she lowered her head and stroked her eyes, looking a little helpless.

"Yes, it's me." Zhou Mo stretched out his hand to Yan An, "It's a pleasure to meet you again, Miss Yan An." ”

Yan An stretched out his hand and held his hand.

And the uncle who was standing on the side looked at Zhou Mo in shock, this person, since his girlfriend left him, his temperament has become even lighter, it is wine.

It's a cold and spicy glass of wine that tastes great, but not many people can handle it.

Everyone was frightened by this glass of wine.

Who is Zhou Mo? People were willing to communicate with his music, and no longer dared to approach him.

He didn't let people get close either, but now, what's wrong? Miss Yan An, do you know each other for a long time?! He laughed.

And everything around her, Yan An could no longer notice it, and in her eyes, there was only this person left......

Night falls.

Before Yan An left, the uncle left a message for her: "He is single, don't worry about chasing." I am Zhangzhang, rest assured to make friends with me. ”

“……”

Yan An pursed his lips and smiled, and then he reacted, what?

Who's single?!

She stood on the side of the street with her violin on her back and looked stunned, not even noticing a car parked in front of her.

Until, that horn sounded.

……

In a high-end western restaurant.

Yan An and Zhou Mo sat facing each other, with an extremely delicate glass table in the middle, and the fragrant steak was full of flavor, but no one moved to eat.

Yan An stared at him, he looked at her suspiciously, the two of them stared at each other, and in the end, Yan An poured a glass of red wine for himself to drink, no way, people coaxed, they had to drink, hook out the wine gall, nothing mattered.

"Let me ask you a question!" She said.

Zhou Mo made a gesture of please, Yan An raised his eyebrows and smiled: "OK." ”

Then he poured himself another glass and drank it.

Zhou Mo's good-looking brows furrowed.

Yan An said: "I know I scared you, but you must know that what I did next was the first time in my life. ”

"What's the matter?" Zhou Mo asked.

Yan An nervously crossed his hands: "I just want to ask you a question, do you ...... Single? ”

"......" Zhou Mo looked at her.

Yan An smiled: "I'm very sorry, I'm presumptuous, but if you're single, then I'm sorry to you again: I'm ...... I'm going to chase you. Even if you don't like it, or are you disgusted? But I'll stick to it. The reason is simple, I ...... I don't want to have any more regrets. If I could, I wouldn't want to be separated from you again, I would like to go on with you. ”

There was a determined glint in her eyes.

He looked at her for a long time, and did not speak.

Yan An wanted to roll his eyes, so he simply refused......

Give her a knife, and she will never blame him. After all, there is too little love in this world, and she is not counted in the world of divine love, and she understands very much.

Zhou Mo seemed to see through what she was thinking: "You confessed, but you were waiting for my refusal?" ”

"......" Yan An knew that in front of him, she was transparent.

His low laughter reached her ear porch, and she pinched her knife and fork, plucked up her courage, and said, "Am I making you feel ridiculous?" ”

"I just think you're too different, you confessed just to wait for a rejection, and the determined light in your eyes is deceiving." Mr. Zhou said.

“……”

Mr. Zhou said: "I am single. The one I was going to marry didn't have time to wait for me so he left, and it was reasonable for me to leave, so I was decadent for a while but didn't let myself stay where I was, after all, I am a person who believes in fate, and since she is gone, it proves that we don't have that fate. ”

"Mr. Zhou, you should be very infatuated...... Is it coming out now? ”

"I understand that her departure understands that our fate is not enough, together, but I can't be completely relieved, so I haven't been in love. As you say, in order to marry her, in order to reach the amount of money she wants...... I used to be desperate. ”

"You're stupid." Yan An trembled his eyelashes and said, "I understand, I was rejected." ”

"It's impossible to officially fall in love with you." Zhou Mo said.

"It's hurtful, but I like to hear the truth." Yan An turned his head to look at the starry sky outside the window.

"It's not impossible to try with you." Zhou Mo looked at her, "Except for you, there is no one else, which makes me want to try." ”

He ate a steak and said, "By the way, I have the name of the score, and it's called: Reunion, how?" ”

She: "......"

Zhou Mo in her eyes, word by word, said slowly: "The induction in the dark makes me unable to completely refuse, and because of a previous relationship, I ...... There was a little bit of a haze, and I couldn't accept it completely, so, I said what I thought, and then, what about you? ”

She rose from her seat, and at the same time, he put down his knife and fork, and stood up, his dark eyes looking at her warmly.

Yan An sighed at the wonder of life.

No one can predict who you meet or what you will experience in the next second, and because of this, life seems so wonderful.

After a long time, she found her voice, which was still the same sentence: "I want to go down with you." ”

What to do, he too, the only one who made her want to try......

looked at each other and smiled, before they met, everything they experienced with each other seemed to have traces.