Lin Yan raised his eyebrows, and slowly rubbed the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, where there was still the residual warmth of the teenager.

The man squinted his eyes and put his fingertips on the corners of his mouth to lick slightly, with a hint of the sweetness of red wine.

It's as delicious as ever...

He tilted his head, and then watched as Feng Li stepped onto the huge stage.

Bright white lights shine silently, bright and colorful, and there is a piano there.

It was a black piano, all over the body, the wind walked in, and the jade hand stroked it.

The material of the piano is very good, it emits a ghostly light under the light, cold but aura.

Feng Li put down his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly, the piano in front of him was the one Lin Yan had played before.

Lin Yan walked to Feng Li's side with a calm expression, and said with low eyes:

"Feng Li, can you play?"

The young man beside him smiled, his eyes were full of charming brilliance, and he listened to him say slowly:

"Naturally... No, it won't. ”

The voice paused with a hint and raised slightly.

Lin Yan pursed his thin lips slightly, and said with a low smile:

"Sure enough, you can't."

Feng Lixing's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't speak.

Lin Yan swept over her face, then walked past her and sat down in front of the piano.

"Sit next to me." Lin Yan looked sideways, and his hands looked even fairer under the black suit.

He tapped the chair in front of the piano, and there was still a vacant seat next to it.

This is a normal thing, but Feng Li made up the picture of 'coming up to warm the bed'.

"Hmm." Feng Li tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly, sat down calmly, and the man's expression softened.

She must have been brainwashed by ink, well, it must be so, Feng Li's heart did not fluctuate.

Mo, who was sitting in the space, trembled, and said inexplicably: "Isn't someone talking about me?"

Lin Yan saw Feng Li sit down, and then looked at her sideways, the distance between the two was still the same:

It seems close, but it feels far away.

The young man next to him was still so quiet, and his cold little face couldn't show his emotions.

What if one day, Feng Li disappeared into his world...

Lin Yan smiled suddenly, smiling and mocking.

It won't be that day...

Feng Li frowned, taking in the complicated expression of the man next to him, but he didn't say anything.

"Remember the last time I played?"

Feng Li nodded slightly and said, "Hmm." ”

Lin Yan retracted his gaze, then lowered his eyes to look at the keys in front of him, and gently placed his hand on it.

He closed his eyes, his fingertips darting over the keys, nimble and graceful.

The notes flutter, but the style is sad.

After the curvature, the man slowly opened his eyes, and the loneliness around him instantly dissipated.

"Do you know the name of this piece?"

Feng Li looked at him and shook his head.

I thought that Lin Yan would tell her the name of the song next, but he lowered his eyes and said:

"Hmm." So short, with a cold voice.

Feng Li frowned, a little teased, and she stood up with a cold expression.

"Heh... Can I go?"

The man didn't say anything, his head bowed slightly.

His handsome and fair face, hidden in the shadows, is unrealistic.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the audience had long since dissipated, and the two became silent again.

Feng Li didn't know why, she was quite bored, she turned around, raised her legs and left.

"Don't go..."Lin Yan suddenly stood up, his figure was slender, and his voice trembled slightly.

The two words that came out of his throat made Feng Li's footsteps pause slightly, and he didn't move forward.

She didn't turn around, just stood so casually, tilted her head slightly, and said:

"If you don't want me to go, I won't go?"

The wind drooped his eyes, and the starry eyes were cold and cold, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"Huh... Lin Yan, what are you and me?"