Chapter 163: Do You Like Me?

What pure sorrow is this? Chu Liumeng was obviously laughing, but Zhao Yu didn't feel any smile, and only felt a pain in his heart.

However, before Zhao Yu could react, Chu Liumeng had already slowly moved to the front of the piano. After the slender fingers tried on the piano keys, a melodious music sounded.

Chu Liumeng didn't actually know how to play the piano - until he watched Zhao Yu play the piano.

When watching Zhao Yu play the piano, Chu Liumeng was full of immortal energy. It's at his best, and it's a state where all of his abilities are at their best, including his monstrous talent for music.

Chu Liumeng had indeed been watching Zhao Yu before, but he was memorizing the fingering of the piano and the timbre of each key, and then tried the tone again, and he was basically familiar with the piano performance.

But even so, he didn't play the piano very smoothly, so Chu Liumeng used the "Wind Sound Decision" given by his uncle Feng Nanyin before. With the mana of Chu Liumeng's Sixth Heaven, it is enough to use "Wind Sound Decision" to strangle the demons under the Fifth Heaven, let alone interfere with the feelings of mortals.

Everyone only felt that the sound of the piano was unusually beautiful, gentle and full of emotion, quiet and light, which made people can't help but close their eyes and think deeply, and a nostalgic feeling came to their hearts.

It's like a wanderer who left home at a young age, returning to his hometown in despair when his hair was gray, but he accidentally reunited with his past self with an innocent smile on his face.

It's intoxicating, but the reality of their surroundings reminds them that none of this is true.

This long-lost nostalgia is extremely real in their hearts, but it is difficult to touch. Reality and fairytale illusions are intertwined, and everyone's tears can't help but flow.

The sound of the piano stopped at some point, and when Zhao Yu came back to his senses, Chu Liumeng had silently closed the lid and walked back to the dining table.

Zhao Yu felt a burst of shame for no reason, and now he could finally understand why Chu Liumeng would be indifferent to his piano sound, because his level was really an axe in the class and humiliated himself.

is like an ignorant second-rate son, proudly brushing a big knife at the door of someone else's house, and then found that Guan Yu walked out of it carrying the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

"Aren't you playing very well......" Zhao Yu squeezed out a smile on his face, Chu Liumeng just said that she couldn't play the piano.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is a little disheartened, when his greatest advantages become worthless in front of the other party, when he can't see the hope of success, who still has the motivation to pursue it?

"I haven't touched a piano in eight years......" Chu Liumeng smiled sadly on his face, "Have you heard that piece just now?" ”

Zhao Yu shook his head and asked casually, "I haven't heard it, whose song is this?" ”

Of course, Zhao Yu didn't hear it, because it was a tune from another world.

"This is what my mom used to play...... She told me that this song is called Snow Dream. Chu Liumeng smiled, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes, "When I was a child, she always forced me to play the piano, but I didn't want to learn." Then she died, but it was the only piece I remembered. ”

Zhao Yu still knew about the death of Chu Liumeng's parents, but he just didn't expect that the song just now was related to Chu Liumeng's mother. Zhao Yu didn't know what to do at the moment, or how to comfort her, his mouth opened, but he didn't know where to start.

Words of comfort are easy to say, but really useful comfort is hard.

Chu Liumeng's pure eyes blinked slightly, like a bird fluttering its wings in the wind, and he said softly: "But over the years, I haven't played it again. I don't have the courage to play the piano again, let alone the snow dream again. ”

"Because I don't dare to miss my mom, every time I think of her, I get sad, it's sad here." Chu Liumeng pointed to his chest, tears welling up in his eyes, and he smiled with tears.

"Then why are you ......" Zhao Yu looked surprised.

But at the same time, a strong joy spread in her heart, and since this is the case, she still played this snow dream for herself! He is also the only man in the world who listens to her play the piano (those waiters are automatically ignored by him)! In her heart, she is definitely a little special!

"But even so, I can still play this piece today. Although your family is not very happy, you should cheer up, and if you like it, don't run away. ”

Chu Liumeng wiped away his tears, his clean and beautiful eyes looked straight at Zhao Yu, and there was a hint of encouragement in his quiet voice.

Zhao Yu was really stunned at this time...... Is this silly girl comforting him? Those were just lies he made up! He didn't know how many women had told the same lie, but Chu Liumeng was the first to comfort him with such a stupid and simple behavior.

How innocent and kind you are! Would you rather be hurt yourself than comfort an unrelated person?

For the first time, Zhao Yu felt guilty because of these lies, and became guilty because of these casual stories. But at the same time, there was also a hint of joy in his heart, because Chu Liumeng comforted him Zhao Yu, which proved that he still had some status in her heart.

Looking at Chu Liumeng's encouraging smile, Zhao Yu found that he had fallen in love with her, madly in love with her.

He must marry her home, such a stupid and naΓ―ve girl, he really doesn't worry about letting her alone.

Before he met Chu Liumeng, he liked to walk through the flowers, stirring flowers and grass everywhere, but he didn't leave any feelings.

He felt that he was the prodigal son of the world, boasting among his friends and taking pride in it.

But now, he felt that he was tired of playing, he didn't want to play anymore, he suddenly longed for love incomparably, and even marriage became exciting.

Because he met the purest and most beautiful girl in the world, and he was lucky.

From this moment on, he vowed to exchange absolute sincerity for the purest heart of this girl, and would rather give everything than to break her head and bleed.

Chu Liumeng noticed the change in the expression on the other party's face, and just smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame.

Tremble, man, this is the realm of the White Lotus!

As the dinner came to an end, Zhao Yu motioned to a waiter with his eyes, and the waiter nodded a little reluctantly, picked up his mobile phone and turned around and walked out.

"Student Chu, let's sign the contract, in duplicate, you can take a look first, and if you are not satisfied, you can mention it again." Zhao Yu asked the rest of the waiters to remove the utensils and take out two identical contracts.

Chu Liumeng glanced at it, there were no overlord clauses, and additional terms, and even Chu Liumeng was too good, and the copyright of these two lyrics was completely given to him.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Zhao Yu went from Jianye to Qinghe in order to give the copyright of the lyrics of those two songs to Chu Liumeng.

However, Chu Liumeng had just signed his name, and the lights in the restaurant were all extinguished.

Outside the western restaurant, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the night sky one after another, and through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Chu Liumeng could see clearly.

"Tomorrow is Tanabata, I'll send you flowers in advance, do you like it?" Zhao Yu observed Chu Liumeng's face with some uneasiness, just like a middle school student who wrote a love letter to the goddess for the first time, carefully currying favor.

Chu Liumeng looked at his eyes in a daze, as if he was a little distracted, and his glass-like pupils refracted brilliant colors.

"Do you like me?" At this time, Chu Liumeng asked softly.

(Is this a sharp question?) What kind of person is Chu Bailian, how can she be a bewitching slut who generally likes to pretend to be stupid, hahaha. Thank you readers for your tips these days! οΌ‰