Su Tang originally wanted to tell Jun Si'an about letting him go back to dinner, but when he looked up again, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, and he was busy until the day was dark.

"Mr. Jun, the old lady called just now and asked if you could go back?" She walked into the office and asked Jun Si'an.

"No return."

"Oh."

"Let's go eat."

"Huh?"

"It's your birthday."

Su Tang smiled, "I really don't need to, I'm not on my birthday." ”

"Let's go." Jun Si'an closed the pen, turned off the computer, picked up his clothes and got up.

Su Tang looked at his smooth movements speechlessly, and shouted, "Don't you have to go home?" What about Tiny? ”

"I asked my sister to take Xiaoxiao back to her hometown." Jun Si'an turned off the lights in the office as he spoke, and said to Su Tang, "Let's go." ”

"Well, okay." Su Tang looked at him with a made up his mind, and knew that he couldn't move him.

Jun Si'an in the car asked Su Tang what he wanted to eat, Su Tang thought about it, there was nothing special he wanted to eat, so he said, "Whatever, the whole banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty is fine." ”

"You're really not picky at all." Jun Si'an said with a smile.

"Of course, I'm the easiest person."

"Stinky and shameless." Jun Si'an scolded with a smile.

When Jun Si'an was holding the steering wheel and turning, he passed by a piano shop, and he asked casually, "Do you know how to play the piano?" ”

Su Tang thought for a moment and shook his head: "No." ”

"I'll play you a tune."

"Do you want to be so cliché?" Su Tang disliked, as the boss, shouldn't you dump a house or a car to show the inhumanity of the trench?

"You're just going to be ingenious, okay?" Jun Si'an parked the car and walked into the piano shop with Su Tang.

His long, bony fingers landed on the black-and-white keys, emitting a single note.

It is true that he has not played the piano for many years, and Jun Si'an feels a little rusty when he touches the piano keys.

Su Tang sat on the chair on the side, thinking that he would play a happy birthday song or something, but when the melody flowed out, she had a little headache.

Isn't this the song I looped many times yesterday?

It's still with Su Tian and the two of them!

Where is this birthday present, is it okay to get rid of it?

Isn't it bad?

He sat at the piano, the sleeves of his white shirt casually pulled up on his forearms, the buttons were not tightly buttoned, two were loosened, and a pair of long legs were half-bent.

Under the light, the silhouette of his side undulates exquisitely, elegant like a royal family, and will be watched for generations.

The lively and light sound of the piano flowed from his fingers, and a slight gentle smile spread on his lips.

It's not like the look of a person who doesn't like playing the piano anymore.

Su Tang subconsciously overlapped him like this with the sixteen-year-old boy in the photo.

Her fingers followed the notes and then stopped.

Without warning, a stinging pain drilled into Su Tang's brain, causing her to immediately break out in a cold sweat.

This time, the picture is that my father taught me to know how to play the piano, practicing with her syllable-by-syllable, with a gentle smile, gentle lighting, and gentle piano sounds.

What remains unchanged is that the pain is intense and cruel, which she can't bear even after being experienced.

She tried to restrain herself, but she couldn't resist the sharp pain of a thousand cuts, so painful that the images in front of her began to shatter inch by inch, and she hallucinated.

With a "bang", Su Tang fell to the ground.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Jun Si'an looked at Su Tang with a pale face in surprise.

"Su Tang?!"

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