Chapter 217: A Movement That No One Continues to Write

But now is not what it used to be, she is destined not to go back to the unassuming past!

Knowing that Mingyue was stuck in the past again, Jin Zhenlin sighed silently......

The finale of the business war film was staged, it was nothing more than the conspiracy that never succeeded, and good and evil were all repaid, turning off the TV, Jin Zhenlin suddenly remembered something, he said: "Play a tune for grandpa, right?" It's been a long time since I've heard you play the piano. "The last time I heard her piano sound should be the day she was angry with the little wind!

"Okay!" Mingyue smiled a little reluctantly, glad that she could still laugh.

"What do you want to hear?" Sitting in front of the piano, Mingyue smiled and bent her eyes, hiding the flickering points of light.

"Play what you're best at."

"That's too much, I think of a famous ......" put his finger on the piano, and there was an urge to escape, and a desire to play.

In the midst of the contradictions, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, the fair-skinned slender fingers wandered on the keys, and Mingyue lowered her head in a daze, as if another soul was manipulating her body, otherwise how could this melody be played?

The heart was beating wildly, as if it would rush out of his chest in the next second.

The afterglow of the setting sun was magnificent and bleak, and it seemed to understand that there was a sad story behind the beautiful name.

The first movement of love, the obvious "to be continued", can never be continued......

Closing his eyes and listening carefully, Jin Zhenlin's heart was full of compassion.

In the sound of music, the past plays out one by one, like a edited film.

The old days of sitting side by side, the old duo ensemble, and the original laughter and joy will forever remain in "yesterday"!

The sound of the piano cycled over and over again, and Mingyue vaguely saw the past, so close and so far away. Warm tears welled up in her eyes, she stubbornly raised her head, some pain should be treasured, some tears should flow back to the heart, the deeper the thought, the more she will not forget......

Mingyue was still playing the piano when the sound of opening the door came, and she didn't have to think about it to know that this time could only be when Hou Ma came back.

"Master, miss, Mr. An is here."

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Mingyue looked at An Yi with a shopping bag in both hands at the door in disbelief, like looking at a monster!

She subconsciously decided that he would not come again, and she had already made it clear yesterday! What's even more weird is that he actually came in with Hou's mother, how could it be such a coincidence!

Hou Ma took the shopping bag from An Yi and thanked her again and again.

"An Yi, come and sit!" Seeing that Mingyue sat still and didn't react, Jin Zhenlin had to speak first in order not to be cold, was she afraid that An Yi wouldn't be able to see her abnormality?

"Why are you with Mama Hou?" As soon as the words came out, Mingyue secretly scolded herself for being a pig's brain, do you still need to ask?

An Yi really looked like an idiot, but she was still kind enough to answer her questions: "I happened to see Hou Ma coming out of the supermarket on the way, otherwise you think I'm playing tracking?" ”

Hehe, even if he's a stalker, the target is a beautiful girl!

What a mess, Mingyue waved her hand irritably, "I didn't mean to ask this, I mean ......"

"Thanks to meeting Mr. An!" Hou Ma came over with the washed strawberries and said gratefully: "It's not good to take a taxi at this time, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to catch up with the old man's evening entertainment......"

Mingyue couldn't interject at all, so she could only come to the coffee table to taste the fruit and wait resignedly.

However, although Mama Hou was a little wordy today, the strawberries she picked were really first-class, big, watery, beautiful in color and sweet and delicious, Mingyue ate several in one go.