In the middle of the day, tonight seems to be exceptionally lonely.

And Shang Xunyi's voice also added a sense of desolation.

"After my mother left home, no one except her only sister would acknowledge her, and no one went to see her. In those years in Australia, my aunt cared about us far more than his father and husband...... Until Mrs. Stewart died, I thought that my mother's years of waiting would have come to fruition, but I didn't expect it......" He pulled a sarcastic smile away, but with bitterness.

"The days of the light of day are like a layer of gloom, but my mother is still willing, she knows everything about music and painting, and is even proficient in more than a dozen musical instruments, and I can only hear her sadness in the middle of the night."

Seeing the metaphorical sadness in his eyes, my eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle, "So, when were you brought into Stewart's house?" ”

"After my mother died." He said unusually calmly.

There was a silence in the room, and the cold bell struck 12 o'clock in the dark night.

Shang Xunyi turned to me, a faint smile on his lips, "Speaking of which, it was at the beginning of the year I met you." ”

I couldn't help but smile, "It's better to say that it's appropriate to have a grudge than to meet." ”

The darkness in his eyes receded, and he smiled slightly.

"It's a pity." I looked at him, "Your mother should be a very temperamental and cultivated person, and it is most regrettable to die so early......

"My father felt the same way, and it seemed that he was very sad about my mother's loss, and perhaps sorry for our mother and son, so after my mother's death, he decisively took me into the Stewart house in order to make up for the debt over the years." His eyes were faint, and he didn't show much emotion, "It's just that I can't forgive him like this." ”

"Actually, it is not easy for your father to take this step, it is conceivable that it will take a lot of effort to let you enter the Stewart house against the public opinion, and to try to erase your identity from the outside world." I couldn't help but sigh, "Although this is something he can't shirk." ”

"But I can't forget my mother's grievances—even though she never blamed him." As if telling someone else's story, his face was covered with a layer of indifference, "So from the day I moved into Stewart's house, I was playing the role of a bad boy, rebellious, troublesome, disobedient, as if by causing trouble for him, to make my father understand how incompetent he has been all these years, and how irresponsible he has been—remember the girl whose hair I shaved off?" He looked at me, "Not because of the so-called serious cleanliness, of course, but as a way for me to declare war on my father......"

"Poor girl......" I shook my head, looking straight at him with unabashed dissecting eyes, "poor, rebellious boy. ”

His gaze froze, and then, he turned away from my gaze.

"So, after your father's death, you took your brother's place as heir to make up for what the Stewart family owed you all these years?"

He stared at me, his eyes cold and cold, "You must feel cold, don't you?" ”

"No, I can understand." I didn't hesitate to say: "What can be worth a woman's lonely and desperate waiting for more than ten years, and what can make up for the sadness of a child who has hardly ever had a father's love." The position of one person in charge is not enough to offset the pain. ”

He was completely stunned at this time, his eyes fixed on my face for a long time, as if there were some turbulent waves, but he was always calm.

After a while, he coughed lightly, "Forget it, don't talk about this, but you, do you have any plans?" ”

"What are you going to do?" I pretended I didn't know.

He raised his eyebrows, but he didn't care about me, and said bluntly: "Don't tell me that you plan to live like this for the rest of your life." ”

"What's wrong with living like this?" I tilted my head, "Being at ease, without anyone pressing, and being able to take care of Nik and watch him grow up, all of this seems to me to be almost a luxury." ”

"But if there's no Nik, I mean......" he explained, "Nik aside, have you thought about yourself, like...... Marriage or something. ”

I couldn't help but laugh, "I didn't think that far ahead. ”

"Forget it, I don't believe you haven't thought about it," he pouted, looking like a child, sweeping away Fang Cai's melancholy and coldness, and his attitude changed quickly, "Haven't you thought of that Si Tianzhe for so long?" As he spoke, he—" The words came to an abrupt end, and Shang Xunyu looked at me meaningfully.

My heart suddenly fell, and I said in a deep voice, becoming more and more calm: "When did Young Master Shang become such a third aunt and six mothers--but speaking of which," I changed the topic and asked, "Your Chinese name should have been chosen by your mother, right?" Your mother's surname is Shang? ”

He was a little unhappy with my evasion, but he still had to reply: "Yes, actually, the name Shang Jingyi was my only name earlier, and my mother has never dared to let me be surnamed Stewart, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ian Stewart was chosen by me when I was a teenager." ”

I bowed my head and said no more.

"Alright, Ruori," he got up and smiled, "It's too late, I'll send you back." ”

The next morning, Nik was just leaving for school when my phone rang.

To my surprise, except for one or two customers who knew about my phone number before, my communication method was completely secret, and because of this, my mobile phone did not ring once a month.

When he hesitated, the phone was already hung up.

I put my phone aside and ignored it.

After 15 minutes, the phone rang suddenly, it was still the same number, I hesitated for a moment and answered.

A strange man's voice came from the other end of the phone, speaking in authentic Chinese, "Is it Miss Fu Qingyu?" ”

"I am, may I ask who you are?"

“Dawn。” The other party said succinctly.

It turned out to be him, I remember never giving him his phone number, this Dawn is really powerful, I politely said: "Hello Mr. Dawn, I remember sending you the revised tune at noon yesterday, I don't know ...... you"

"I got it, and the tune is good." He interrupted me, his tone cold and a little green, I'm afraid he was about 20 years old, "And the name 'Dark Sound Tsuka' has also been achieved very well. ”

"Thank you." I said lightly, I really don't have a good impression of this cold and arrogant Dawn, "I have already received the balance of your payment, so is there anything else?" ”

"I'm Huo Czenye." He didn't answer the question.

"Mr. Huo, do you have anything else?" I was puzzled why I should care about his Chinese name.

"You, don't know me?" His voice pitched up a notch, as if only aliens didn't know his name.

Hotzen night? I repeated it uncertainly, searching through all my memories without a clue.

“You.should.seek.on.Google。” What a proud tone.

"Then, Mr. Huo Czenye, what do you do?" I'm already running out of patience.

"For my next album, I want to find you to work with, and if you do well, I will consider asking you to be my dedicated composer." He was really arrogant, although he was young, he exuded a commanding domineering.

I laughed, "I'm sorry, my current career is very free, I don't have the idea of being employed by anyone for a long time, and I don't like this kind of high-profile career." "What's more, even if I look for an employer, I won't look for him like him, there is a cold and arrogant boss, I am not unhappy, and based on the previous behavior, I am afraid that the two of us will not have the same philosophy.

"I'm not looking for a composer," he interrupted me coldly, "I want a real composer, a composer whose style I admire, and I promise you will soon be famous." ”

"I don't think you understand my point," my tone became unkind, "maybe you are a famous artist, but success is not what I pursue, and even, I will never appear in the public eye, including the signing of the music I composed, this is my rule, it will not change, so, thank you for your kindness, goodbye." ”