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It is two kilometers away from Wutong Middle School, Seventh Avenue, Jinghua Senior Residential Area. This area is considered to be the residence of the upper class people in Fenghua City, and in order to protect the owners inside, the security of this residential area is extremely sound. You must know that the owners here are politicians, businessmen, celebrities and corporate executives, and they pay the most attention to safety.

After walking 100 meters, I have already seen several sentry posts.

Those burly and strong security guards are all retired special forces, which is really reassuring.

Purple Jade Garden, No. 16

This is a luxury villa-style house, elegantly decorated, spacious and elegant home, all showing the wealth of the owner here.

Aoba knows the luxury of her home, there have been many people who have been to her house over the years, those who may not care too much or look forward to it, but those who come to her house will always subconsciously take a few more looks. And this person unexpectedly didn't show any abnormality, which made her a little curious.

"I'll go get the bathroom ready, you take a shower first, it's going to be very uncomfortable to be slimy. ”

She hurried into the bathroom, prepared hot water for her, and then went to the room to get a brand new set of pajamas.

"Okay, here's a change of clothes. After handing the clothes in his hand to the man, Aoba walked into the kitchen: "By the way, I want to prepare dinner, what do you want to eat?" ”

"No, I've already eaten it. ”

"Uh-huh. ”

In response, Li Qingye walked into the kitchen and prepared a fairly hearty dinner for himself according to the usual practice.

......

It is a large bath with a warm water bottom covered with a layer of mellow pebbles. On the left side of the bath, there is an instrument that can adjust the water temperature at any time, Ling Ning took off his clothes, sank his already cold body into the warm water, and his cheeks with some flush showed a satisfied expression.

"Ah, this is life, and it is the most comfortable to take a comfortable bath after the rain......"

Ling Ning turned his face up, lying lazily in the bath, his fingers slowly brushing the water, and there were ripples.

At this time, she was like a child, with a hint of joy on her face.

"Well, a good person really has a good reward, if it wasn't for saving her last time, I might still be in the rain now, how can I be comfortable now." After stealing the joy, she sighed sadly: "This time it shouldn't have been out for so long, if it was a day or two, Rin might not be too angry, at most she would say a few words...... Miscalculated. ”

"Why don't you go back to Nanya City?"

Remembering that her grandparents had left the house empty and alone, she suddenly felt a little strange! Yes, strange. The home that once brought warmth to him has accumulated dust, and the people who once cared for him have also left, leaving behind only an empty shell.

Ling Ning clasped his hands on his knees and buried his head in his knees.

Maybe it's only when she's alone that she tastes this unspeakable loneliness.

......

"That...... Have you washed it, and it's been a long time since you......."

I don't know how long it took, a soft inquiry came from outside the bathroom, which brought Ning back to her senses.

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

"There's no rush, you can wash it slowly. ”

Five minutes later, Ning walked out of the bathroom, and the pale pink silk pajamas looked smaller on her, reaching only her calves.

“...... It's short!" After being silent for a while, Aoba said with a frustrated face: "I'm going to get my mother's pajamas for you, mine is really a little small." ”

"Don't bother, that's it. Ning stopped the tangled Aoba and stretched her waist with a satisfied face, her full chest held the pajamas tightly, making the Aoba next to her eyes hot again. Sure enough, it's so big, it's big, if I'm not mistaken, this big sister's breasts are bigger than my mother's!

"Won't it be uncomfortable?"

"No, no, it's much more comfortable than rain. ”

......

At the dinner table, Aoba eats a prepared dinner, a well-fried steak, an omelette, and a large glass of milk, which is what she often eats. Even though Ning said she had already eaten it, she prepared a glass of milk for her

Ling Ning held his face with one hand, playing with milk, and looked at the girl in front of him.

After looking closely, she realized that the little girl in front of her was really cute. The eyebrows are elegant and dignified, the facial features are delicate like dolls, whether it is the cheeks or the hair, they are carefully cared for. The melon seed face, which is a little too delicate and delicate, has a milky white skin with a faint pinkness. Her eyes are smart, a little like some cute girls in anime, and the broken hair that is slightly above her shoulders falls gently when she lowers her head, cutting graceful arcs in the air......

'Ah, I want to be a pillow in my arms. ’

"Well, may I ask ......" Aoba asked weakly, being stared at by that hot gaze.

"Isn't my food ugly?"

"Oh!? No. ”

"......?" After a pause, Aoba looked at the untouched milk in her hand: "Don't like milk?"

"Hmm...... I used to love it, but now I don't drink it. Ning swallowed and twisted his head to the side.

Aoba hesitated, and stole a glance at Ning's full, towering breasts. Firm, she gulped down the milk that Ling Ning had pushed over. Wiping his mouth, Aoba asked, "There is still orange juice, coffee, and green tea in the refrigerator, do you want to drink anything?"

"Nope. ”

"Hmm. Answering in a low voice, Aoba focused on dinner.

After eating, she began to tidy up the table and wash the dishes.

Ning didn't mean to go up to help, she was still the eldest lady in essence.

Even when I came to my grandparents' house, I was loved and pampered by them.

Moreover, she has never been good at these things, if she is reluctant to help, she will only help more and more, which can be seen from her performance in the secretariat, she was once forced by Xiao Yin to wash the dishes, she broke more than half, which made Xiao Yin cry and laugh.

"......" watched the girl skillfully tidy up the kitchen, and Ning felt a little frustrated.

I always feel useless...... This is a delusion!

It must be!!

"Go to the second floor, I'll help you prepare your room. ”

There are many rooms on the second floor, in addition to the two master bedrooms, the library, the home theater, and the piano room, there are a few rooms.

The décor is the same as downstairs, elegant but not luxurious.

The mahogany floors are covered with carpets, and the beige walls are covered with several paintings.

Under the huge chandelier, the light is not too bright, but it is very soft.

.........

It's late at night, just like ordinary students, Aoba who will get up early tomorrow has already gone to sleep.

Because she was happy to be able to repay the person who saved her.

It was only after experiencing that moment of death that she truly realized what a beautiful thing it was to be alive. She was extremely grateful to Ling Ning, the person who continued her life.

In the next room, Ning was in good spirits at this time.

Her room has everything from a separate bathroom, an LCD TV on the wall, and a computer with a very high configuration on the desk.

According to the past habits, at this moment, she is either fighting in the game, or chasing new ones, visiting station A, station B, station M or something. But at this moment, she felt tired.

In the dark of the night, she walked to the window and slowly pushed it open.

The night rain was dripping, and there was a faint earthy smell in the air.

In the wind and rain, the trees in the distance fluttered wildly, and the residual leaves withered.

"What are Rin and Xiaoli doing now?"

"Xiaoli probably fell asleep, after Xiaoyin left, she always went to bed very early. Xiao Rin...... Rin must be in a bad mood, and he wants to take me back and beat me up...... No seconds. ”

She walked out of the room slowly, and with a little open door, she came to the piano room.

In the empty room, the ivory-white piano was placed in the center, which was slightly lonely compared to the whole room.

Closing the door, Ning sat down at the piano.

Gliding over the test with one hand, she put her hands on the keys and the notes danced gently through the room.

......

In a hazy sleep, a low and soft note came into Aoba's ears.

Sitting up from the bed, Aoba was stunned for a long time before he climbed out of bed with sleepy eyes and walked towards the piano room.

'It's Chopin's nocturne, well, a nocturne in B flat minor. The voice gradually became clear, Aoba judged.

The large and elegant room is too empty for one person. Under the dim lamp, the oil paintings on the wall were a little terrifying, and those oil paintings that were normal during the day seemed to have come to life at this time...... The person in the painting has wide eyes and is staring straight at you......

Aoba walked towards the piano room, ignoring the eerie atmosphere of the hallway at night. For those who grew up here, everything is normal. Her attention was now on the tranquil notes, the serenade dancing in the night.

"Out of tune...... Because I've learned it under the guidance of various music teachers since I was a child, Aoba's piano is not bad, and I can easily hear a few notes out of tune. However, although a few notes are out of tune, the rhythm of the person who plays the piano is extremely subtle, with a gentle turn and harmonious connection, and it is impossible to imagine that such a person will play a piano piece out of tune.

Pushing the door open, she stood in the doorway, and didn't say out until the end of the song: "Now, do you like this nocturne too?"

"I don't like it, I just learned it when I was very young. Putting down his hand, Ning replied softly.

At that time, I must have been the happiest time, sitting in front of the piano, sitting on my father's lap, and he taught himself to play by hand. Around the two of them, my mother always looked at me very gently, with an encouraging smile.

“...... Out of tune. ”

"Haha~ I haven't played it for a long time, and I'm almost forgotten. Smiling embarrassedly, Ning removed his hand from the piano.

Aoba sat down beside her, put his hand on the keys, turned around, and smiled at her: "...... Listen to me. I actually like this one more than Chopin's nocturne. The hands moved energetically, and under the sound of the rain, the notes of Dao Qingyue sounded.

Ling Ning sat aside and listened quietly. Compared to her, Aoba played a more joyful repertoire, and the beautiful notes formed a dream-like atmosphere, like a dream, right in front of you.

Ning stared at the cheeks of the girl in front of her, her eyes were slightly closed, her mouth was smiling, and everything was like heaven in a dream.

'But...... The unwillingness hidden in your heart, whether you have noticed it. ’

This is the wedding of a dream...... There was a bit of sadness in the happiness, and the tune made Ling Jing listen attentively.

Illusory happiness, false happiness, happiness that you create, that you deceive.

When the last note of the wedding in his dream fell, Aoba turned around expectantly and asked the people around him, "How is it, it's not bad, right?"

"Well, it's much better than what I played. ”

"Liar. ”

......

"By the way, what about your mom and dad, not coming back?"

"Well, they're on a tour and they're going to be back in a little over a week. ”

"Didn't take you there?"

"Of course, I still have to go to school. Aoba turned slightly and said.

“...... That's it."

......

"By the way, what's your name? My name is Ling Ning. ”

"My name is Aoba, Li Aoba. ”