Chapter 80: The Wedding of Dreams

Although Bo Jingchuan had been driving with his eyes in front of him, he still noticed Shen Fanxing's expression.

"How?"

"Didn't you say you were going to pursue me? As long as you investigate a little bit about me, you should know a lot. ”

Shen Fanxing turned his head to look at him.

At night, the lights of Pingcheng are bright, and the changeable colored light flows through the movement of the car from his perfectly angular side face, the bridge of his nose is high, and his eyebrows are like distant mountains, revealing dignity and arrogance in delicacy.

There was silence in the carriage, except for the melodious sound of the piano, which served as the background.

Just when Shen Fanxing thought that he would not answer, and was about to turn his head to face the car window, Bo Jingchuan's deep voice slowly sounded-

"Do you want me to investigate you?"

Shen Fanxing turned his head to look at him, looking a little surprised.

"I think it's an extremely disrespectful move towards you. Or...... Rather than know about you from someone else's mouth, I'd rather you tell me in person one day. ”

His voice was too low, and although it was not shocking, it sounded a little gentle.

Shen Fanxing's clear eyes flashed slightly, and finally turned his head to the car window on his side, his eyes were as light as mist, and his expression was silent.

"My mother is a very elegant woman, and she has been very demanding of me since she was a child, including Chinese style calligraphy and painting, dance, music, all of which I have been involved in."

"The Shen family has a good background, but I only started learning piano at the age of fifteen, and it should be considered that I can play, but I have only studied for less than three years, and my attainments in this area are not very deep. I liked it a lot, but it was ...... later."

Shen Fanxing's elbows rested on the edges of the window glass, she bit the knuckles of her bent middle finger, and her voice gradually stopped.

The other hand on his lap clenched into a fist and trembled slightly.

"Later, I went abroad...... In order to be able to survive, the piano was put on hold. ”

Bo Jingchuan listened quietly, his face was impassive, and his dark eyes were printed with the neon outside the window, which was brilliant, but even more unfathomable.

He didn't ignore the stiff transitions in her words, nor did he ignore the tremors in her voice.

If you don't want to say it, don't say it.

But he didn't pierce it.

He could feel that if she continued, her mood tonight might burst.

It would have been fine if she was willing to show weakness in front of her, but now it was clear that she wouldn't.

At most, she'll just hide in her own world.

"I'll have a chance to play it."

Shen Fanxing withdrew his arm, took a deep breath secretly, hooked his lips and turned his head to look at him.

"Okay, what do you want to hear?"

"Dream wedding."

"......" Shen Fanxing's expression stiffened slightly.

The atmosphere suddenly jumped back from the gloom just now, just because Bo Jingchuan teased lightly.

The car passed through the city and gradually turned into the community, and Bo Jingchuan followed Yu Song's speed in front of him and gradually slowed down.

Downstairs in Shen Fanxing's apartment, a few people who seemed to be taking a walk gathered together little by little and rushed up after seeing Yu Song's car stop.

"That's the car, we'll smash it!"

Yu Song was alert that the situation was wrong, and there was a loud "clang" in the trunk of the car, followed by a continuous sound.

Bo Jingchuan slammed on the brakes.

He squinted at the chaos ahead, there was no trace of warmth on his angular handsome face, and a chill gradually condensed between his eyebrows.

It was as if even the air had become fine ice.