[You are Lin Nuanxi?] I've heard Mi'er talk about you. Wen Qiang's smile was exactly the same as Murong Rose's.

With the breezy words and thrilling scenes of Beitang Yaori just now echoing in his head, Lin Nuanxi's mood could not come out of the huge suppressed pain at this time.

[Miss Wen, please have tea.] But at the very least, she still understands hospitality.

[Warm Creek.] ]

Lin Nuanxi was slightly stunned, the way she called her name like this made her very familiar.

[Don't mind if I call you that.] ]

[No.] ]

[Hehe, very beautiful voice, you must be a very gentle and sunny girl.] Wen Qiang knew this woman too well, even if she couldn't see anything now, she could feel Lin Nuanxi's consternation.

[Miss Wen, do you take the liberty of asking your eyes?] Like, no matter how you talk or behave, you are too much like Murong Rose.

Lin Nuanxi had to be suspicious, but she knew very well that Murong Rose had already returned her heart. However, the woman in front of her, who is the same as Murong Rose, is too much like Murong Rose!

Wen Qiang's face always has a faint smile, delicate like a beautiful rose in full bloom.

[I destroyed these eyes.] ]

Good and destructive!? Lin Nuanxi really couldn't figure out her self-harming behavior.

[They all say that music is the key to spiritual communication, don't you mind if I play a song for you?] ]

Lin Nuanxi paused, and then nodded. Carefully helped Wen Qiang to the black grand piano placed in the corner of the living room, and Lin Nuanxi helped her sit down.

Wen Qiang opened the lid and stroked the gorgeous keys with her slender fingers.

Lively notes, pouring out of her magical fingers like flowing water, encircled the living room.

It's a very beautiful piece, but it makes Lin Nuanxi's expression stiffen, the name of this piano piece is-

- Murong Rose: Hisaishi Jean? Nuan Xi, this CD is yours?

- Lin Nuanxi: Hmm.

- Murong Rose: Hehe, it turns out that you like Hisaishi's piano music.

- Lin Nuanxi: I often listen to it when I paint, and Hisaishi's music makes people feel very relieved and very calm.

- Murong Rose: Do you want to learn piano, I'll teach you, Nuanxi, which piano piece by Hisaishi do you like the most?

- Lin Nuanxi: City in the Sky.

The tears that make people cry have not been removed, and the beautiful rhythm that touches the heartstrings can only be played by Murong Rose's hands.

The familiar light music surrounding her ears made Lin Nuanxi stand in place in shock, unable to take her eyes off her for a long time.

Under the sun, the roses are indulging in the beautiful rhythm of the piano.

No way, Rose is dead, she's already given her heart. But is the girl in front of you a fantasy or a reality? It is impossible for her body to be so similar to Murong Qiang's appearance, impossible!

A touching melody that penetrates people's hearts is blown into the guest rooms on the second floor with a gentle breeze.

Jiang Mi'er listened to the pleasant sound of the piano, and her pink lips curled slightly.

[Yaori, the moment the Jiang family saw the rose, I was surprised.] Jiang Mi'er walked up to Beitang Yaori and looked at him squarely: [She is not dead, in order to ask for your forgiveness, she destroyed her eyes. You've been looking for her for the past few years, and now, she's in front of you, what is your indifference for? ]

The answer is already clear in Jiang Mi'er's heart.

Beitang Yaori sneered, Jiang Mi'er really deserves to be a good fiancée who is madly in love with him: [Do you think I will still want a woman who betrays me? ] ]