"But I get angry when I think of her ruining Rong Heng's marriage." Zhang Wen muttered.

"As far as I know, Rong Heng has always liked this girl, this is what he admitted personally, but I don't understand why he suddenly decided to marry Ye Lian, and then he repented, I think this time it was really not Gu Yu who made trouble. Rong Heng wouldn't lie to me, he told me that after he was ready to marry Ye Lian, he didn't fall in love with Gu Yu again. ”

"......" Zhang Wen was silent. I know that this is all made by my sister Zhang Wu.

She suddenly remembered that in fact, if Zhang Wu didn't pretend to be smart, she would have been ready to accept Gu Yu as her grandson's fucking.

Because at that time, he only asked Mu Rongheng to be willing to fall in love and get married, and as for who his grandson was, he didn't pay so much attention to it.

After this incident, she also saw that her son was really obsessed with this little goblin.

Now that he has fallen out with Ye Lian, why should he stop his son's new relationship?

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly brightened, and a smile appeared on her face.

Principal Mu was about to go upstairs, but Zhang Wen grabbed him and whispered, "Don't disturb them." ”

Principal Mu obediently turned around and went back to the living room, his wife was a little good, knew how to be flexible, and was not stubborn.

In the hallway on the second floor, two young people played as if they were fascinated, and the other listened like a dream.

At the end of the song, Gu Yu looked up at Mu Rongheng: "What else do you want to hear?" You name it. ”

She worked as a luthier on the Bund and developed the ability to memorize all the piano music she could find.

At that time, Mi Yufeng and Cang Haidong rushed to order songs, and they spent a lot of time reciting repertoire for this, and they were as nervous as the college entrance examination. This is a very painful past, and now that I think about it, it's a little funny,

“KISS THE RAIN。” Mu Rongheng blurted out.

Gu Yu smiled, this song is the fate of their acquaintance.

Her fingers began to flutter on the keys, and the sound of rain hit her eardrums realistically.

This time, Mu Rongheng didn't feel that the rain was sad, but seeped into his long-dried heart like nectar.

HE NEVER KNEW KISS THE RAIN, AND IT TURNED OUT THAT THERE WERE TIMES WHEN HE WAS HAPPY.

He suddenly understood that listening to the sound of the rain, whether he was happy or sad was not whether the sound of the rain was desolate, but whether his mood could accommodate the desolation. If it can be accommodated, the rain will give people a kind of silent joy.

As a result, he found that he really, really loved Gu Yu.

"It has a better tone than any piano." Gu Yu sighed after putting away his fingers.

The timbre of this piano is quite deep, and it seems to have precipitated all the memories of the years, steady and peaceful.

After leaving the piano, she walked into Mu Rongheng's room with great interest.

When she came here, she felt like she was coming home, as if Mu Rongheng was her home. Zhang Wen's obstruction did not affect her mood at all.

I came to see Mu Rongheng, Guan Zhangwen's?

She has never cared whether others love or hate her, standing on the stage of the performance requires this kind of psychological quality, even if all the audience in the audience hates herself, she has to play the piano music calmly and happily.

She admired Mu Rongheng's room with a wow. This is a large suite, the first bedroom is facing south, turn north, and pass the en-suite bathroom next to the corridor to be the study.

Outside the window of the study, the trees are shady, among which the begonias are blooming beautifully, and the clusters of small flowers hang under the thin branches, knocking on the window with the warm night breeze, as if asking, "Can I come in and read?" ”

Because facing the window, the whole wall is a bookcase, which is full of books, and it is full of books, and the fragrance of books is overflowing.

"You are so happy, the textbooks of the primary school can still be preserved so well." Gu Yu looked at the neat row of textbooks from elementary school to university on the top floor, and asked enviously, "Have you read these yourself?" ”

"Of course." Mu Rongheng replied.

"I envy you so much." Gu Yu said with a sigh. I lost my mother four years ago, and I have never been home since, and I have been wandering outside.

Her home with her mother was so small that it couldn't fit the bookshelves at all, and her books were all piled up in a cardboard box.

The air in Ningbo is hot, and her home is on the first floor, and the books in the box are probably rotten after so many years, right?

Mu Ronghua looked down at Gu Yu's sparkling eyes, thinking of her past tribulations, and infinite love was born in her heart.

Gu Yu, I hope you will come to the bitterness in the future.