Xiao Yue knew that Xing Yang had already done a lot for himself, so he couldn't let him worry about himself anymore.

Why should you implicate others in your own suffering, and let the people around you suffer with you, this is unfair.

Xiao Yue knows better that what he needs is not the sympathy of the people around him, nor the pity of his friends, what he needs is strength, the strength to be able to live with these pains.

"Xiao Yue, you have to put away your pain and change back to the previous Xiao Yue, you have to do this," Xiao Yue snapped at himself in the mirror.

After sorting out his mood and appearance, Xiao Yue walked out of the bedroom and came to the living room, where he found a girl playing the flute, the music was very cheerful, full of sunshine.

As Xiao Yue entered, the sound of the flute also stopped.

Xiao Yue found that the girl had been staring at him, if it was before, Xiao Yue would have avoided such a look, but now he didn't care at all, because his heart was wrapped in a thick shell, and no one should try to see through him.

"Xiao Yue, you're here, you, what's ......" Xing Yang turned his head and was surprised to find that Xiao Yue's eyes had become so cold and emotionless, which made Xing Yang feel deeply worried.

"What's wrong? Any questions? Xiao Yue noticed that Xing Yang was looking at him worriedly, but he didn't want to explain.

"It's nothing," Xing Yang thought about making the atmosphere a little happier, "How was Luna's flute playing just now?" Not bad, right?"

"It's a very cheerful song, but it's not very skilled," Xiao Yue found a seat for himself casually and sat down, without the slightest warmth in his eyes.

"It's worthy of Xiao Yue, I just heard it for a short time," Xing Yang said with a smile, trying to provoke the atmosphere, but it was always in vain.

"I've only played this tune twice, it's normal to be unskilled, who can listen to the tune once and practice it once to be proficient?" Xing Luna muttered dissatisfiedly.

"The one in front of him is okay, he is recognized as a musical genius," Xing Yang said, his eyes turned to Xiao Yue, but he found that he seemed to be indifferent as if he was not listening to him at all, and his eyes looked straight at the cup in his hand.

"Oh? I don't believe it, brother, is he your best friend you often mention, Xiao Yue? Xing Luna looked the person in front of her up and down, only to feel that this person was full of cold arrogance.

"Yes, he is Xiao Yue, if you want to learn music, it's right to learn from him, his musical talent is not comparable to ordinary people," Xing Yang actually deliberately let his sister come home, wanting to make Xiao Yue happy.

"She looks very handsome, but she just feels so cold," Xing Luna walked up to Xiao Yue and made no secret of her curious eyes.

"Is there anything special about what I look like? Look at me like this? Xiao Yue raised her eyes to look at Xing Luna, feeling that she was a completely childish little girl.

"Why, can't you see it? Isn't it for people to look at when they look long? Xing Luna turned to the side and glanced at Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue turned his face to look elsewhere, not wanting to argue with this little girl.

"Since my brother said that you are very good, then you will play out the song I just played, how about it?" Xing Luna felt in her heart that this person was definitely not as powerful as her brother said, so she wanted to embarrass him. 110 eBooks

Xing Yang looked at Xiao Yue, who did not move at all and did not speak, and felt a little uneasy.

He knew that as long as Xiao Yue didn't like to do something, even if he killed him, he wouldn't do it, but this sister of his was a stubborn person who wouldn't give up until he reached his goal.

"What? Don't dare, I know, how can it be as powerful as my brother said, just kidding," Xing Luna saw that Xiao Yue had no intention of playing the piano at all, and she believed that she was right.

"I said, your name is Xing Luna," Xiao Yue didn't even raise his eyes when he talked to this girl, "Luna means the moon, then you should stay there quietly like the moon, otherwise won't this name lose its meaning?"

"Brother! How can this man talk like that! You don't help me either! Xing Luna was angry at Xiao Yue's indifferent attitude and sharp words.

"If you invite someone to play the piano, you should invite them well, how can there be someone like you," Xing Yang said as he looked at Xiao Yue from time to time.

"What's wrong with me, I'm telling the truth, if he doesn't play, it proves that he won't, I think my brother must have lost his eyes," Xing Luna muttered coquettishly.

Just when Xing Yang was about to say something to help Xiao Yue round the field, Xiao Yue suddenly stood up, walked to the piano and sat down. In the next second, the smooth music flowed out of Xiao Yue's fingertips, and jumped into the listener's heart from Xiao Yue's beating fingertips.

Xing Yang listened to the sound of the piano, although it was a cheerful song, he did not feel the cheerful mood of the performer at all.

Xing Yang looked at Xiao Yue's closed eyes, frowned slightly, and shook his head slightly helplessly.

"Wow! It's amazing, it really popped up! Xing Luna looked at Xiao Yue in surprise.

"It's nothing, I've heard this song before," Xiao Yue didn't show any emotion, and still replied coldly.

"I didn't expect the tune I heard so many years ago, you still remember," Xing Yang remembered that this piece was a tune that Su Nuo had played when they were still studying in the academy.

"Of course I remember, I always have a good memory," Xiao Yue did not return to his seat, but walked to the window opposite the piano, looking out the window, as if he was looking at something, but as if he was not looking at anything.

"Luna, you go and see how the lunch is prepared, I have something to talk about with Xiao Yue," Xing Yang still couldn't help but want to care.

"Okay," Luna said humorously leaving. Since she was a child, she was used to having to leave by herself when her father talked to her brother.

"Don't you have something to say?" Xiao Yue turned around and saw that Xing Yang had been silent, just standing there looking at himself.

"I'm afraid that you will close yourself off like before," Xing Yang felt deeply uneasy for Xiao Yue, "Maybe Su Nuo ...... her"

"I'm really fine, don't mention her again in the future, since that's her choice, I think I will respect her choice, we only need to be responsible for our own feelings, if you love someone, it doesn't mean that others must also love you and respond to you, right?" Xiao Yue looked at his friend who was worried about him with unusually determined eyes.

"Are you going to keep going like this in the future? Use indifference, withdrawnness, and sharpness to disguise yourself as before, not letting others get close, obviously injured, but you have to pretend to be strong, don't let others comfort you, and don't let others help you, "Xing Yang doesn't want Xiao Yue to go back to the past, it's too lonely for Xiao Yue."