Lin Zhiwei returned upstairs, Ling Ziheng was carefully studying the violin score at the beginning of the performance, and his violin had already been set up in the living room.

The translucent texture of the pale blue is extremely beautiful and wanton, like a handicraft that is intriguing and full of mystery.

Lin Zhiwei carefully observed this piano, this should not be a new piano, look closer, the body of the piano is written 1867, and a strange Spanish, the body of the piano only has faint scratches, the strings are also vaguely faded, but they are still properly kept, it is conceivable that the owner has been practicing and is very careful.

Ling Ziheng saw that she was carefully studying her piano and did not interrupt her.

She was watching the piano, and he was watching her, and Lin Zhiwei's interest in new things was really amazing.

This piano has a special meaning to him, and he never shows it easily, but the moment he walked into the instrument room and saw it, a thought suddenly flashed through him, maybe this performance can be used, and its owner must not want it to be just dust.

"Its owner must want it to shine," Lin Zhiwei muttered in a low voice.

The light in Ling Ziheng's eyes shook violently in an instant, as shocked as a shock, his hands trembled slightly, and he vaguely maintained the calmness of his voice, "Why do you say that?"

Lin Zhiwei didn't know why she had to point to the side of the piano and said, "The Italian here says, I love you, just like I love to play, love never stops, and the music never stops."

She sensed that Ling Ziheng was not in a state, so she quickly closed her mouth, afraid that the owner of this qin had a background.

First love?

When Lin Zhiwei flashed this thought, she felt that she had a trace of inexplicable unhappiness in her heart, as if you thought you knew a person, but in fact, you were just a leopard in charge of the rules, and you only saw one place.

"Uh...... I also guessed casually" Lin Zhiwei thought, don't give it to someone else's first love, in case it's still that kind of sadomasochism, it's better to keep your mouth shut.

She smiled wryly, and made a profound review of the state she had already blurted out in front of Ling Ziheng.

Why don't you have a brain.

Ling Ziheng's black hair covered his eyes, his emotions were unpredictable at the moment, but his body was extremely cold, making it difficult for people to get close, the atmosphere in the living room dropped to the freezing point, Lin Zhiwei lowered her head in embarrassment, and wondered in her heart, whether I should leave at this time, or leave, or leave.

Until Ling Ziheng's deep and weak voice came, "It's my mother's"

Lin Zhiwei raised her head suddenly, and the unhappiness in her heart disappeared in an instant, it turned out to be her mother's relic, no wonder his mood was so bad.

Knowing that it wasn't her first love and there was a hint of joy, Lin Zhiwei scratched her head, feeling that her brain circuit was a little damaged, or that she had been switching between men and women a little unbalanced recently?

"Sorry, offended," Lin Zhiwei felt extremely embarrassed.

In fact, she didn't know anything about Ling Ziheng, especially the Ling family, and she didn't want to know too much, but there was a sense of curiosity in a corner of her heart and she wanted to explore.

Ling Ziheng held up a wry smile, "It's okay, it's not the time yet, I'll tell you later"

Lin Zhiwei hurriedly waved her hand, "No, no, no, no, you shouldn't know it, the small choice is silent."

Ling Ziheng's expression finally eased slightly, got up and came to the violin, stroked the body of the violin, the light in his eyes was all soft, and the always cold lines became softened and warm, and he raised his eyes and asked, "Before I said it, who do you think sent it?"

That shallow smile was reflected in Lin Zhiwei's eyes, and it instantly spread out like fireworks, and it broke unconsciously, "I won't be bored enough to guess that it was sent by my first girlfriend, hehehe, I'm not so superficial"

No way...... After Lin Zhiwei heard what she said, she really wanted to find a crack to get into, but she didn't want to answer like this......

Ling Ziheng chuckled lightly, shook his head, and watched the evil smile of the show all over the eyebrows under his eyes, the pink and seductive lips opened slightly, and the teasing on his fair face was faintly visible, and then the breath gradually approached her side, "You are jealous"

"No, no, wronged" Lin Zhiwei couldn't cry or laugh, took a step back, and quickly waved her hand to explain.

"Oh?" Ling Ziheng raised his eyebrows, and saw that Lin Zhiwei, who was dressed in men's clothes opposite, was pale, and felt funny in his heart, this girl would be jealous, so I am really grateful for this qin today, "Then I will be very disappointed."

Ling Ziheng's dark eyes were slightly dim, and he intervened in his hands, waiting for Lin Zhiwei's reaction with an injured face.

"The boss has practiced hard, why don't you cook a noodle?" Lin Zhiwei immediately changed the topic and showed 120,000 points of enthusiasm.

"Eaten"

"Then I'll get you some fresh juice."

"Drunk"

Lin Zhiwei is out of line, completely out of line, what kind of job is this, what kind of director......

It's better to go back and be tyrannized by Lin Qiongjiu...... At least you don't have to use your brain.

At this time, why not make a phone call, text message or knock on the door to relieve the embarrassment? Lin Zhiwei is looking forward to someone saving her, but God does not fulfill people's wishes, there is no such plot.

"Weiwei" Ling Ziheng's voice was full of goodness and charm.

"Huh?" Lin Zhiwei, the straight daughter of steel, trembled with fright, boss, what do you want......

Please give me a knife directly, I choose to behead immediately and don't want to be late!

"Is the violin playing before the intro or in fusion?"

Lin Zhiwei felt that her back was going to be soaked, as if she was waiting for the doomsday judgment, and she was relieved until this sentence fell.

If the boss is going to fire her in the next second, she is ready to sprinkle it on the ground to show him.

Ling Ziheng could only helplessly ponder in his heart, how could this girl who was not old-fashioned have no mood at all, he was teasing her, and looking at her, she was probably panicking like worrying that she would lose her job.

It seems that it is better to find an opportunity to say it clearly.

And the frightened look has been directly displayed in the bone cells all over the body through the disguised face, which can be seen by everyone.