Song Canran still played the song of that day, but when he played it on the violin, it had a different charm.

This time she played the whole song, and the guests in the restaurant, who were originally dining separately, were attracted by her music and looked at her.

Bo Lang also looked up at her.

Her expression was very light, her beautiful eyes were full of aura, and as the notes floated out of her fingertips one by one, her whole person flashed with a different kind of light.

After the song was played, there was a burst of applause in the restaurant, and the violinist also came over and asked, "Miss, what song did you just play?" I don't think I've heard of it. ”

Song Cangran smiled, didn't say anything, and returned the violin to him.

"I've written down the score, if you don't mind, can you let me play it here?"

Grandma Bo interjected when she heard this.

"Young man, don't think about it, my grandson didn't agree to ask her for this song."

The violinist understood, looked at her regretfully, but did not leave, and stood at the table of several people and said, "Thank you for the performance, I gave you this piece, and I wish you a pleasant meal." ”

At this time, the waiter also brought the food they ordered, and along with the beautiful bouquet of pink roses, it was said that the restaurant had specially given it to them.

"Ranran, you are so powerful, my grandson has been compared to you, he is here, but people send you flowers."

"Grandma, don't mind if I borrow flowers to offer Buddha, only you are worthy of this beautiful bouquet of flowers." Song Cangran is happy to be a favor.

Grandma Bo took the flowers, listened to the melodious sound of the piano, and laughed very happily.

"Alang, you see, if my granddaughter-in-law can have half of Ranran, I will be satisfied."

Bo Lang glanced at her and asked seriously, "Do you still have sisters?" ”

She was surprised, she thought that Bo Lang was cold, and it turned out that she would also joke.

"Cousins?"

Bo Lang glanced at her again inexplicably, stretched out his hand to pick up vegetables for Grandma Bo, and suddenly asked, "It was your boyfriend who danced with you that day?" ”

Song Cangran was stunned for a second before she realized that she was asking her.

"No, it's my cousin."

"I'll just say it," Bo Lang continued not to look at her, and he didn't know that he thought he was talking to himself: "He is not worthy of you." ”

“……”

"Alang, leave me alone, and take some food for Miss Song."

"No, I'll do it myself."

Bo Lang had already used chopsticks to pick up a little of each dish and put it in her small bowl.

He has a pair of hands that play the piano.

The fingertips are clean and slender, the joints are clear and powerful, and the movement of picking vegetables is made by him like an art, which is pleasing to the eye.

Song Cangran was stunned for a while, and forgot to be polite.

Bo Lang held the vegetables in his hand, and suddenly spit out a few words faintly in his mouth.

"I think it's better to forget it."

Well?

She didn't react for a moment.

"Didn't you mean your cousin?" Bo Lang finally looked at her: "After looking at your cousin, I think it's better to forget it." ”

“……”

Could his reflex arc be a little too long?

Moreover, Pei Hao will definitely be very unconvinced when he is present!

Song Cangran smiled dryly and praised against his will: "Actually, my cousin is not bad." ”

Bo Lang didn't talk about this, and asked again: "You really don't think about that piece anymore?" ”

"No, I've thought it through."

Bo Lang stared at her for a few seconds.

"Have you always been so stubborn?"

She smiled and didn't say anything.

Bo Lang nodded, and suddenly asked, "What if I can make you change your mind?" ”

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