Lin Xin cut off the phone hatefully.

Over the years, every time she faced this mother, she always had to show twelve points of forbearance in order to barely maintain peace on her face.

And now, this crumbling peace is almost torn to pieces.

When I got off the bus, the last rays of the sunset had disappeared, and the lights of thousands of homes were lit up one by one.

The small building of Lin Xin's house was pitch black, hidden in the gray dusk, and it was extremely lonely.

Her heart was empty, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she dialed the old lady's phone.

For a long time, no one answered.

She paced irritably, stomped her feet from time to time, and redialed Qin Muqing's phone.

"Where's Grandma?"

Qin Muqing Zhengran, pointing to her mobile phone, let go of her husband's hand with a smile, walked out of the drinking party elegantly, and stood in the corridor, with a neon river view below.

"You ask me? The old lady has bad eyes and can't tell the traffic lights, so you still expect her to find me? ”

Lin Xin's palms were covered with cold sweat, her emotions were completely out of control, and she was a little hysterical, "Mrs. Tang, you know in your heart what you have done, if something happens to grandma, you won't be happy." ”

Hanging up the phone, her eyes were red, and she ran to the street, looking aimlessly, like a fish swimming backwards, pushing through the layers of waves and swimming in the crowd.

She stared at the faces and searched, lost again and again.

As the night wore on, she stood out of place in the brilliant lights.

Almost in despair, a champagne-colored Cayenne stopped in front of her, and the old lady got out of the car, brushed the broken hair on her face, and felt so distressed, "Nan, what are you crying about?" ”

Lin Xin's nose was sore, and he didn't let go of the person he held.

After a while, she calmed down, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the owner's clear and relaxed face.

He had already parked the car, with his hands in his pockets, with a narrow waist and long legs, which was extremely annoying.

"Thanks, why are you here?" Lin Xin bowed slightly, sparse and polite.

Lu Yuan smiled, his handsome face was immersed in hazy light and shadow, his eyebrows and eyes were curled very softly, quite amorous, "Come as a guest, are you welcome?" ”

Lin Xin pursed her lips and straightened the ends of her hair that was messed up by the wind.

It seems that there is such a thing, and the old lady insists that she have to invite people to her home.

Lu Yuan then explained, "It's a coincidence, I met the old lady running a red light at the intersection in front. ”

His voice is mellow and mellow, more sultry than the night breeze.

"Thank you." Lin Xin bowed his head again, sincerely.

From the intersection back to the Lin family's courtyard, you have to pass through a long stone path.

Lin Xin helped her grandmother walk in front, coaxing and reassuring people.

"The house has been agreed, my mother promised not to sell it, you can rest assured, don't run around."

"No, as long as I still have a breath of old lady, I won't allow her to bully my family, how can I have such a mother."

"I'll ask her to come over tomorrow to apologize, and don't come nonsense."

"Good, good."

……

The lights of the small building are on, and the old lady is busy in the kitchen, and the sound is accompanied by the fragrance of rice, rippling in the house, and the smell of fireworks is very strong.

Lu Yuan swept around, and his eyes fell on the black piano by the window.

"Can you play the piano?"

Lin Xin poured him a cup of tea, the chagrin in his eyes flashed, and he said indifferently, "I didn't play well." ”

Lu Yuan sipped tea lightly, leaning lazily against the window, the curvature of his peach blossom eyes was very shallow, and the smile that came out of him was a little playful.

"I want to hear it."

Lin Xin hesitated for a moment, but still satisfied the bad taste of the guests.

She played "Starry Night", the difficulty is not great, the sound of the piano is a little jerky, occasionally mixed with a few wrong notes, the original long and long tune, under her soft white and slender fingertips, but added some playful taste.

Lu Yuan smiled and took a sip of tea.

In the yard, the weeping begonias are in full bloom, and the evening breeze is wrapped in a faint fragrance of flowers into the house, blowing her long hair behind her, rising and falling like a circle of small splashes.

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