Qi Mai only felt his heart pound, and it was best not to provoke him when he showed such an expression.

"I know, I'll go over here." As soon as Qi Mai turned around, his mobile phone on the sofa next to him suddenly received a message tone.

It is a special prompt sound: the sound of the wind blowing wheat waves.

He only sets the sound for one person.

Qi Mai was about to get the phone, but Sheng Chengguang picked up the phone one step ahead of him, and the fingerprint lock was pointed at him: "Unlock." ”

Qi Mai shuddered and reached out to unlock it.

Jiang Yiren sent a message saying: Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself, I wish you a smooth performance tomorrow, I will pinch the time to watch the live broadcast on TV!

Looking back a few days, Qi Mai still said a lot as always, but Jiang Yiren's reply was simple and polite, without the slightest ambiguity.

She has been overly proud and smart since she was a child, and her IQ and EQ are first-class among her peers.

ended a relationship, and it will never be muddy.

It's Qimai, who always feels sorry for her.

"The people of the Jiang family are always staring at Yiren, like a hungry wolf staring at meat, as long as she shows a little weakness, everyone pounces together." Qi Mai chattered endlessly, "Brother Chengguang, you just said that you would help her, is it true?" ”

Only in the matter of Jiang Yiren would he show such a nervous expression.

"Did I lie to you?" Sheng Chengguang threw the phone back on the sofa.

"Of course not, Brother Chengguang, what you always say is what it is."

Saying that he won't let him sleep really won't give him a chance to close his eyes all night.

"Do you like this piano?" Sheng Chengguang pressed a piano key.

He didn't understand the piano and wasn't very interested in anything artistic.

But the people who care the most like it.

Mom is a world-famous pianist, and Xingze has completely inherited his mother's artistic genes and appearance.

And Qi Mai was the most gifted child he had ever met, and his mother was full of praise for him when he was alive.

Watching him grow up since childhood, when did his feelings change?

I came back from the United States during the summer vacation of high school, and as soon as I got home, I heard the sound of a piano coming from the flower hall.

He thought it was Xingze, put down his luggage to look, but saw a slender young man in a white shirt sitting next to a white piano, his fingers moving flexibly on the keyboard, and the notes seemed to surround him like a soul.

Jiang Yiren, who was about the same age as Qi Mai, was holding the music sheet and humming softly to the sound of the piano.

The lyricist and composer is Sheng Xingze, who has one hand on the lid of the piano, and his fingers are slowly beating the beat.

Mom and Dad, grandparents sit on the sofa and admire.

A room engaged in art, with elegant taste, appreciate the mountains and flowing water, spring and white snow.

Only he noticed that Qimai's shirt button was spread out in two, revealing a beautiful collarbone.

The snow was so white that it blinded him.

The child who always chattered around him like a loudspeaker when he was a child actually grew up to be such an excellent teenager.

Having just won the World Piano Competition, Zimai is the youngest champion.

"Wheat is like a person from the Sheng family." Mom always said that.

My grandfather's family is a famous family, and the Sheng family has been rich for generations, and I don't know how many famous artists in the field of art have been produced.

Only Sheng Chengguang deviated from the norm, and he didn't have any artistic cells, he only liked to engage in those sports of fighting and killing, and he specialized in causing trouble.

So my mother doesn't know how much I like Qi Mai, he is a teacher of his mother, and he has been personally guided by his mother at his house since he was a child.

"It's a pity that I don't have a daughter, otherwise I would have let her marry Mai, so that Mai would be a member of the Sheng family."