The crisp and pleasant ringtone of the mobile phone rang, pulling Su Qianci, who was immersed in his own world, back.

Suddenly calming down, Su Qianci found that he didn't know when it started, and he was already in tears.

The bell continued, and Su Qianci turned his head and crashed into a pair of pitch-black pools in a hurry.

The coldness is still there, but at this moment, there is clearly a little more indescribable.

As if there is thought, as if there is interest.

The stars on those black eyes flickered, shaking Su Qianci's eyes and making her heart beat suddenly.

Panicked, he looked away and looked down.

The sunlight fell on the tall and tall figure, and the long shadow was opened, and the shadow just happened to cover herself, completely enveloping her slightly slender body.

But when did he come?

She didn't even notice it!

Li Sicheng's gaze moved away from her face and looked at her hands that were still on the keys, his eyes were obscure.

Su Qianci quickly stood up, wiped the tears on her face in a little panic, and took a step, "I thought it was ......"

I thought you weren't there, so I came to sneak it out.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again, and his slender white fingers stirred the white skirt on his body with some nervousness.

My heart was pounding, and I bowed my head slightly nervously.

"When did you learn piano?"

Li Sicheng finally spoke, his voice low.

It was the first time he had spoken to himself since she was discharged from the hospital.

The heartbeat was a little faster, and Su Qianci timidly raised her eyes to look at his face.

Calm, aloof.

There was not much fluctuation in his expression, and even those eyes were still as deep as ever.

I can't see through it, I really can't see through it.

The man was too deep, too deep......

"I ......"

"That tune ......"

Su Qianci was still thinking about how to explain that she could play the piano, but he didn't react for a while, and he suddenly changed his words, a little puzzled.

Li Sicheng looked at her face, pressed off the ringing phone, and then walked to the piano chair and sat down, "It's not bad." ”

was stunned, and the little face quickly spread layers of redness, and Su Qianci felt that she was almost about to fly.

Did he praise her?

He actually praised her!

Li Sicheng didn't seem to notice Su Qianci's blush, his eyes fell on the black and white keys in front of him, and his slender fingertips fell and danced.

The crisp and melodious notes sounded, and the familiar melody made Su Qianci stunned.

He actually popped out?

She obviously only played it once, and this man could listen to it pop up like this?

It's too rebellious!

But fortunately, after only a short while, Li Sicheng stopped and turned his head to look.

"Name?"

"Pathos. The sorrow of sorrow, the resignation of farewell. ”

"I thought it was Su Qian's porcelain."

Hearing this, Su Qianci's heart beat faster, and just as he was about to speak, Li Sicheng's mobile phone rang again.

Looking at it from Su Qianci's point of view, he happened to catch a glimpse of those three familiar words.

Tang Mengying.

The heartbeat, which had been accelerating wildly, gradually slowed down a little, and his fingers pinched the skirt, tightening it more and more.

Yes, Tang Mengying.

Between them, there will always be a Tang Mengying between them.

Su Qianci watched as Na Li Si got up from the piano chair on the phone, and walked away, as if something was quietly leaving, empty and terrifying......

(Po Sing Shek Academy)