Shiya woke up, her head still a little heavy, remembering her actions last night that were beyond her usual, and suddenly realized that sometimes she couldn't understand herself.

After she got dressed, she noticed a bowl of soup on the desk next to the bed. As soon as she saw it, she knew that it was a sobering soup, because she used to make this soup for a person, but now the roles are reversed.

She smiled and drank the soup in one gulp.

She had been here for days and felt as if something was missing, and when she saw the piano in the corner, she realized that she hadn't done what she liked for a long time. Or, while there are no one today, just do what you like.

She thought that her hand had been in the past few days, and the stitches had been removed only the day before yesterday, and Jiang Mulin had said that as long as she was careful, she would be fine.

She went to the piano, opened the stand, and gently pressed the keys. Listening to the sound quality, it's not bad.

She sat down, playing the familiar brisk track, and when it was fast, she picked up speed. Then it slowly descends again until it stops.

After Shiya finished playing a song, she felt that her hands had completely adapted to it, and continued to play another song. The song was played exactly in her current mood, and at first the tone was a little low, like a soft whisper. Then there was a fluctuation in the middle, like a person who was in the dark, ushered in the joy of the first light of life.

Eventually, the light grew stronger and stronger, and her heart was about to melt.

She was so so absorbed in her own thoughts that she didn't see a person standing by the wall, staring at her all the time, with an unclear expression.

She pressed a few keys and finished the play. She gently massaged her hands, thinking that her hands weren't quite good enough to play the violin.

The applause rang out, and Shiya raised her head and looked at the man who was walking towards her step by step with some vigilance.

"The tune you play is good." The man said in English.

Shiya didn't make any response, still looking at him, trying to find out the details of the other party. After all, she had never met him, and she wasn't sure what he had to do with Kaeya.

The man saw that Shiya did not speak, and then repeated it in awkward Chinese.

Shiya took a step back, she didn't like strangers getting too close to her.

The man finally realized why Shiya ignored him, and then explained, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person. I'm a good friend of the owner of this house, Kony. How come I've never seen you, who are you? ”

Shiya saw that the man's face was sincere, not like he was lying, and his tense body relaxed. She breathed a sigh of relief, but said with some confusion, "How did you get in?" ”

Even if it's a good friend, it's impossible to give him the keys to the house, it's not quite logical.

Kony embarrassed to hide his expression and said, "I heard your song just now, and I really think it sounds good, and I am also very curious about which music master is the person who plays this song, and can play such a beautiful song." I tried my best to come here. ”

Kony knew that Wren had returned to England, but somehow came to this villa. I shouldn't have argued with Kaeya for a long time, and I miss it a little, he thought. I didn't expect to meet Kaeya without meeting him, but he came here to see the angel and hear the sound of heaven. Of course, he also tried to climb a wall for the first time in his life, and was thrown to the ground for the first time.

Shiya smiled and nodded, turned around and closed the piano, and by the way, draped it in black silk.

"You haven't answered my question yet, who are you? What is your relationship with Kaeya? Kony asked curiously about the gentle woman in front of him, who did not look like an ordinary woman in terms of appearance or temperament. And judging by the posture and level of her just playing the piano, she must have received a good education since she was a child.

"My name is Lin Shiya, and I live here temporarily. Kaeya isn't at home, you go to his company to find him. Shiya didn't know what she was here, so she wouldn't tell him that she had sex with Kaeya. She lives here now because she's the mother of Kaeya's children.

"Oh, and what's your relationship with Kaeya?" Coney still has to determine the relationship between this woman and Kaeya, whether it should be Kaeya's lover, okay you Kaeya, I swore that I wanted to marry the child's mother, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. As soon as the child's mother left, you raised a lover and brought her to this villa, not afraid of the east window incident.

However, the woman in front of her does have the capital to make men love, no wonder Kaeya is also attracted to her, she is compared to the child's mommy is simply heaven and earth.

Shiya lowered her head, she didn't know what she was to Kaeya. Sometimes, he would give her the illusion that she was his beloved. However, sometimes, it seems that I am too self-inflicted.

Coney looked at Shiya's unspeakable appearance, and he was even more sure of his answer. Her embarrassment was unbearable, so he changed the subject and said, "Oh, by the way, I just wanted to ask you what kind of tune you played, and why I had never heard it before." ”

"That, I'll play it casually." Shiya replied gently.

She got up and went to the living room and made Kony a pot of tea.

Kony took the teacup handed over by Shiya, and even when he smelled the smell, he felt fragrant, and when he drank it, well, it was simply the best of the people. If Uncle is here, he should be happier than he is when he drinks this cup of tea.

Kony also finally understood how Kaeya could hide the gold house, this woman is really a baby, not only can she play the piano so well, but also make tea so well.

"The tea you make is delicious, I believe your cooking skills should not be bad." Kony said with interest.

"Well, it's okay, but I'm not good at Western food." Shiya was not modest, and replied without arrogance.

Kony sighed in his heart, Aunt's favorite Chinese food, maybe the motherland plot is too heavy. He wondered if this woman was fighting with the child's mommy, what would Kaeya choose her? Or the child's mommy?

They sat quietly for a quarter of an hour before the phone rang in the living room, and Shiya looked at Kony apologetically and got up to pick up the topic.

"Hey, who is it?" Shiya's soft voice drifted into Kaeya's ears, and his tired heart immediately seemed to find a source of strength.

"Well, I'm Kaeya. Have you eaten? You don't want to cook today, I've already ordered a meal for you, and someone will bring it later. Kaeya's low-alcohol voice was clearly conveyed to Shiya's ears through the microphone.

"Oh, I see. Uh......" Shiya glanced in Kone's direction, unsure whether to tell Kaeya that his good friend was here too. Kony understood and immediately waved his hand to Shiya.

Kaeya heard Shiya's hesitation and knew she had something to say, and then asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"No, I just want to say, don't forget to eat." Shiya's concern is like a clear spring crossing Kaeya's heart.

"Well, I'll go back early and wait for me to eat together in the evening." Kaeya said with a smile on his face, and Booth, who had just entered the door, seemed to have discovered a new world, and he seemed to have seen the president's smiling face too often lately.

"Good!" Shiya hung up the phone and unconsciously put a smile on her face.

Kony felt that it was time for him to leave, and the sweetness between them definitely stimulated him to go outside and find someone to keep him company.