On the score, the pen drawing of the stave.

At the top, a beautiful line of handwriting.

The words are like their people, flamboyant and wanton-

TO: My Xixi

Here's a line in English:

Start All Over Again

Pinching the thin stave manuscript line, Chu Nanxi's fingers were extremely heavy.

He's actually writing music for her?

Raising her fingers, she gently placed the score onto the piano.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth again, raised his hand, grabbed the sheet music, and threw it out with all his might.

As if to vent some kind of emotion, she waved her hands vigorously and swept the music on the piano to the ground.

"Who asked you to write the tune for me?"

"Who is rare!"

……

The manuscript paper fell one after another, spilling onto the floor.

The girl squatted down, buried her face in her knees with her hands on her knees, and her long hair slid down to cover her face and her scars.

……

……

The sun curtain slanted westward.

When the lights came on in the living room, Li Hannian's car finally drove back to the lakeside villa.

Before he could get out of the car, he heard the screeching sound.

When the car gradually approached, not only him, but also the driver and Han Yilan listened to it.

The hi-fi was turned to the loudest sound, the low hum was like an earthquake, and the car stopped at the bottom of the stairs, as if it was trembling with the sound.

Han Yilan pushed the car door, and the sound of music immediately rushed into the car.

The brutal roar of death rock, the earth-shattering drums, the sharp, piercing electric guitar......

With the screams and whistles of the audience, for Li Hannian, it was tantamount to a baptism of noise.

In the back seat, Li Hannian's eyebrows became more and more furrowed.

Since childhood, he has heard well, he has more than ordinary people's pitch, is extremely sensitive to all kinds of sounds, the most annoying is the manic sound, and the most unbearable is the music that does not meet his aesthetics.

The heavy metal of death that was being repeated in the living room was a disaster for him.

Han Yilan carefully helped him pull the car door, and when he saw Li Hannian coming out of the car with a calm face, he deliberately hesitated for a moment, and followed the other party a few steps into the living room from a distance.

In the living room, the housekeeper ran out with his hands over his ears, and when he saw Li Hannian, he was busy standing in the porch and handed over the remote control he was holding in his hand.

Li Hannian raised his eyebrows, took the remote control, and pressed the switch.

The noise stops and the world is finally quiet!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, including the housekeeper.

Li Hannian had only been tortured for a few seconds, and he and the maid had been tortured for more than an hour.

Li Hannian walked into the living room.

"What's going on?"

The butler hung his head and didn't dare to speak.

Li Hannian threw the remote control on the coffee table.

The housekeeper swallowed a mouthful of saliva and did not dare to hesitate any longer.

"Yes...... Yes Miss...... "The young lady put it," she ......, carefully considering the wording, "she must not know...... I don't know if you don't like this music! ”

You don't need to look at the other party's expression, the housekeeper also knows that this is the mood of the cold year.

Therefore, he deliberately helped Chu Nanxi to tell a little lie.

There was a new maid before, who was once driven away by Li Hannian on the spot because of the ringtone of his mobile phone.

The housekeeper was only worried that he would lose his temper with Chu Nanxi, so he quietly looked at his expression and had the courage to speak.

"No...... Those who don't know are not guilty, don't be ......"

Li Hannian took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and when he spoke again, his tone was much gentler.

"Where is she?"

"Upstairs."

The housekeeper replied softly, he had already done everything he could, and the rest could only be left by Chu Nanxi to ask for more blessings.