Fu Jingyu lowered his eyes, his fingers fell lightly on the keys, and the piano made a pleasant sound.

The hands were white and distinct, jumping between the black and white keys, and the sound of the piano poured out from the fingers like gurgling water, the melody was deep, as cold as moonlight, but I don't know when it began to be affectionate.

Obviously an ordinary piano, he played a concert that amazed everyone.

There is no shortage of people on the road who stop to admire the sound of the piano.

The lazy sunlight fell on him, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes softened, and with the cold sound of the piano, a faint tenderness that belonged to him bloomed.

He raised his eyes slightly, facing Fei Wan's four eyes, the coldness of the past now turned into a wisp of tenderness flowing to the bottom of his eyes, and he said softly,

"It's not too late, do you like it?"

Not late, his slender back in the sun coincided with the cold figure in the moonlight in his memory, and the sound of the piano flowing from his fingertips was also intertwined with the sound of the piano between the man's white jade-like fingers.

Even if she has changed time and space, and changed her personality and identity, the tenderness in her eyes is still alone with her.

Memory overlapped with reality, and the white-clothed Shengxue, warm as jade, and a cold voice intertwined with the wind, she heard him say:

"Evening, my piano sound, can I be happy?"

She didn't misidentify him, the person in front of her was him......

The man she thought she would never see again.

The tip of her nose was sour, she didn't answer, her eyes were low, and she had never cried in front of anyone since the last world.

Fu Jingyu stopped the sound of the piano, and the little girl in front of him shed tears for some reason, as if he could control everything, but at this time, he was in a mess.

He reached out to wipe away her tears, but she slammed into his arms, and his body tensed suddenly, as if breaking into his heart.

"I like it...... I like it," her voice was small, a little cautious, "and I like you, I really like you......"

"I know."

Fu Jingyu lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows gently, even though her behavior was too abrupt when he first saw her, he didn't have the slightest disgust.

During this time, she finally bloomed with her own brilliance, so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

He thought that he just admired her abilities, even if she deliberately flirted before, he had not shown any temptation, but unconsciously, getting used to her presence, he began to learn to care.

He had never seen her so weak, and although he didn't understand why she suddenly broke down so suddenly, he was reluctant to let her cry.

Fu Jingyu let go of her usual coldness and coaxed the girl in her arms softly.

Fu Jingyu seemed to think of something, raised his head again, looked at the photographer on the side, and his eyes returned to their previous coldness.

The photographer's hand shook and he quickly turned off the camera.

The photographer also understands that in order to protect Lin Feiwan, Mr. Fu must not flow out.

It's just that when Fu Jingyu looked at the girl in his arms, his eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

……

When emotional, people tend to do things they don't expect.

Fei Late now has only one feeling, regret, very regretful.

Not to mention the failure of busking.

Because Fu Jingyu's piano sound brought business to the owner of the piano shop, they also achieved their goal.

But for the fact that he couldn't control himself and threw himself into Fu Jingyu's arms and cried so much that he confessed with rain, he couldn't wait to read the file and do it again.

She imagined the scene of confessing to Fu Jingyu after getting the movie, or confiding her true feelings in the hazy night.

But I never expected it......

It would be like this!