She had to figure out how she died.

This matter must be avoided as soon as possible, otherwise even if everything goes on the original track, on the night of her marriage to Xiao Yanchuan at the age of twenty-five, she will die again, won't she be busy in vain?

Intuition told her that her death should not be so simple.

Usually, her body is as strong as a cow, it is impossible for her to suddenly get sick, and there is no genetic history in the family.

Was she killed?

The faces of all the people he knew flashed in his mind, and finally he was frozen in Han Jiaru.

The only person she could think of who hated her in the world was Han Jiaru.

But Han Jiaru did not come to her wedding with Xiao Yanchuan that day.

Just as Chu Xiao was meditating, a faint piano sound suddenly drifted into his ears.

She hurriedly ran to the window.

Pushing open the window, the night breeze blew in her face, ruffling her short hair that was finely shredded to her ears.

She looked at the Xiao family next door.

From the window of her bedroom, you can just see Xiao Yanchuan's piano room on the first floor.

The windows of the piano room were closed, and the glass windows reflected the tall figure of a man sitting at the piano.

"Wow, it's really worthy of being my male god, even the shadow is so handsome."

She gestured with both hands and towards the figure on the glass window, "Love fire, biubiu~"

Then he lay on the windowsill very comfortably, with a twinkle of stars in his smiling eyes.

During the time she lived in the Han family, the happiest thing for her was to lie on the windowsill and listen to Xiao Yanchuan practice the piano.

Eighteen-year-old Xiao Yanchuan is already a celebrity in the music industry.

He has produced a lot of famous songs, but only the one she likes to listen to the most has not been released, he only plays this song at home, and rarely plays it.

Hatsuki closed her eyes in pleasure.

The early autumn night breeze carries a hint of coolness, driving away the last heat left by the day.

The breeze brings wisps of piano sound, melodious, sometimes warm and calm, like the warm sun in winter, sometimes light and bright, like mountain streams and flowing water.

The sound of the piano seems to take her through the years and through time.

She felt as if she had gone back to the time when she lived in the country with her grandmother as a child.

A sense of belonging that made her intoxicated.

If you want to say when she fell in love with Xiao Yanchuan, it should be the first time she accidentally saw the figure on the glass window and heard this piano music that can make her find a sense of belonging and make her feel at ease.

Later, she fell into the water, and Xiao Yanchuan saved her life.

From that moment on, she made up her mind to chase Xiao Yanchuan no matter what.

Thinking of that falling into the water, Chu Xiao couldn't help but shudder.

That time almost killed her.

Now I feel choked when I think about drowning.

Hey, since she doesn't want history to change, then she can't avoid the overboard incident, so she can only suffer another crime.

Returning to the house and lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling above his head, Chu Xiao sighed.

To this day, she still can't believe that such a fantastic thing could happen to her.

I thought I would be sleepless all night tonight, but I fell asleep unconsciously while listening to the beautiful music coming from next door.

She dreamed of the moment she died in her previous life, and she was held in her arms by the man who came out of nowhere.

She could hear the man's powerful heartbeat, and she could feel the hot tears from his face on her face.

The dream was accompanied by the wonderful song she heard when she was reborn.

But she just couldn't open her eyes to see what the man looked like, to see who he was.