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At this time, Ouyang Ziyan was an unusually delicate little woman in Mu Qingxiao's eyes, not the strong woman.

Maybe this is the real her, after all, everyone has another side hidden in their hearts, but they usually deliberately or subconsciously hide this weak side from being noticed by others.

"It's been like this for more than ten years, and ...... in the future"

Ouyang Ziyan has been relatively strong since she was a child, and even more so when she became an adult, probably because of the relationship between her family, which made her belief more firm.

Although the women of those families in the capital are glamorous and have a very nourishing life, in the end they are not used as bargaining chips for family marriages, and there are a few who can do whatever they want and are not swayed.

Ouyang Ziyan just doesn't want to be restricted by the family, let alone make a vase, and she doesn't want to commit to a man she doesn't love, she yearns for freedom, which is why she came to Jinghai City alone to develop her career despite the opposition of her family.

The two chatted while drinking, and slowly walked to the corner of the rooftop, Mu Qingxiao's expression suddenly brightened, and what caught his eye was a black piano.

"Can you play the piano?"

Mu Qingxiao was a little surprised, a person's inner world can be seen in the music played, Yu Yan also liked to play at the beginning, but she didn't have contact with it after coming to the earth, and she completely became an otaku.

No, Yu Yan was originally an otaku, and she was also a gate in the Tianlong plane.

"Well, I usually bounce occasionally." Ouyang Ziyan looked at the piano, her eyes fluttering, revealing a hint of tenderness.

For some reason, when Mu Qingxiao saw Ouyang Ziyan like this, he immediately felt that there was something different, which was completely different from the noble elegance in ordinary days.

Ouyang Ziyan doesn't play occasionally, she lives in a wealthy aristocracy, she has to receive various educations since she was a child, and she also likes the piano very much, and she will play a song whenever something doesn't go her way.

"Why don't you play a song for me?" Mu Qingxiao asked expectantly.

Except for the close people in the family, Ouyang Ziyan had never let anyone else hear her piano on weekdays, and she was a little hesitant, but when she saw Mu Qingxiao's expectant gaze, she nodded and agreed.

It is said that the eyes are a window to the soul, looking at Mu Qingxiao's eyes, she almost fell into it, ordinary or not, it is self-evident.

Ouyang Ziyan sat in front of the piano, put her slender jade fingers on the keys, tried the syllables slightly, and her fingers began to dance, flowing smoothly without any sense of stagnation.

The sound of the piano is melodious, her thoughts are flying, Ouyang Ziyan's temperament is gradually changing with the sound of the piano, her eyes are distant, quiet and indifferent, she seems to want to vent all the dissatisfaction in her life through the sound of the piano.

Although Mu Qingxiao doesn't know the piano, he can clearly feel the sadness in his heart from the smooth sound of the piano, which is a kind of sadness that his fate is not under his control, which goes deep into the bone marrow.

It also contains a variety of complex emotions, yearning, sadness, and unwillingness......

Sometimes, the greater the power and the higher the status, there is often something to lose.

Maybe those women of the family are glamorous, well-dressed and well-fed, but at the same time, they are also bound by conditions, and they don't even have the right to pursue freedom or love, and they are often used as a tool for family development.

Of course, this is not the case for all families, because people are different from each other, and of course their thoughts are different.

After the song was played, Ouyang Ziyan's beautiful eyes flashed with bitterness and sadness, and she hurriedly hid this sadness in her heart, looked at Mu Qingxiao and said with a far-fetched smile: "It's ugly." ”

But Mu Qingxiao didn't smile, looked at Ouyang Ziyan's beautiful eyes with deep eyes, and said very seriously: "Don't wronged yourself." ”

Hearing this, Ouyang Ziyan's delicate body was shocked, isn't this exactly what she used to comfort herself when she fled the capital?

However, can you really not let yourself be wronged if you don't want to be wronged?

It was precisely because he didn't want to wronged himself and didn't want to marry a man he hated that Ouyang Ziyan came to Jinghai from the capital.

However, there will always be so many unsatisfactory in life, and she is not completely free, can she really completely abandon the family that gave birth to her and raised her?

The longer I stay in such a so-called upper circle, the more I understand the unspoken rules in it, and the less I can raise any intention of resistance.

No one supports and understands, Ouyang Ziyan doesn't know how long her escape will last, everyone thinks how dazzling Chu Yunfei is, and they all think that she and him are talented and beautiful, but who understands their suffering?

Even if he is excellent and he doesn't like it, will he really be happy if he combines the two together like this?

Ouyang Ziyan wants to pursue her own happiness, not simply happiness to others, what is the meaning of such happiness?

This departure is five years, Ouyang Ziyan did not dare to go back, for fear that after she went back, she would encounter all kinds of forced marriages, unless the shackles disappeared completely, she would stay in Jinghai and still be unable to get rid of the control of the family.

In front of the so-called big picture, no one really cares about their happiness.

Five years is really precious as gold for a woman in the prime of her youth, and she could have done many meaningful things, and she could have talked about an unforgettable love, even if it was poignant......

Ouyang Ziyan didn't want to compromise, this was not the result she wanted, but she didn't know how long she could hold on, it was a long road, so helpless.

When I was sad, there was no one to comfort me, so I could only hide in the bed and hold myself.

Therefore, after hearing Mu Qingxiao's words, Ouyang Ziyan suddenly had a feeling that her nose was sour and her eyes were moist, and when she raised her head and looked at Mu Qingxiao, there was a wisp of tenderness in her beautiful eyes.

Looking at Ouyang Ziyan, whose eyes were slightly red, Mu Qingxiao gently hugged her in his arms and comforted: "Do what you want to do, come to me if you have anything, I am much more reliable than you think." ”

"Hmm."

Ouyang Ziyan nodded her little head, snorted, and said with a smile like a flower: "I hope I can really rely on you at that time, if you can't be trusted, I will definitely settle accounts with you." ”

Ouyang Ziyan found that when she said this, it was very natural, although it seemed a little ambiguous, but her heart was full of security, and the man in front of her could always give her a special feeling.

"Don't worry, if you become an old leftover girl who can't get married, then come to me, it's a big deal that I wronged myself and took you in." Mu Qingxiao patted his chest and reassured.

"Die, I married you and wronged you? This must be a blessing you've cultivated in several lifetimes, right? Ouyang Ziyan smiled very happily, such a smile looked so beautiful and moving in the moonlight.

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