He Huan went downstairs in Zhou Shen's pajamas, the living room was dark, there was no figure, only a floor lamp was left.

The rain was still falling outside, the windows weren't completely closed, and the thick velvet curtains crackled in the wind.

He Huan shouted "Mr. Zhou" a few times, but the room was terrifyingly quiet except for echoes and rain.

She stood in the empty living room and suddenly felt scared.

It's a hundred-year-old house, and you can smell the smell of the old age in the air, who knows what happened here.

He Huan's mind suddenly appeared with many horror scenes about the old mansion in the movie...

"What are you doing standing there?"

"Ahh

He Huan was so frightened that the whole person almost turned around, Zhou Shen didn't know when he had leaned behind her, she raised her eyes and asked tremblingly, "Why don't you make any sound when you walk?" Scared the hell out of me! ”

He Huan grabbed the pajamas on his chest and gasped, as if he was really frightened.

"Huh—" Zhou Shen couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." He shook his head, and at that moment he felt that He Huan was really just a child.

"Drink this glass of water."

Only then did He Huan realize that he was holding a cup of something in his hand, a pale yellow liquid, steaming slowly.

"What is this?"

"Ginger syrup, I just went to make it boil."

"I don't drink." He Huan's nose approached and sniffed, and he kept fanning with one hand, "I hate the smell of ginger the most." ”

"Then you're just waiting for a cold and fever?" Zhou Shen's tone was a little reproachful, but He Huan heard a little intimacy in his ears.

Hehe... How can it be intimate!

She raised her eyes to look at Zhou Shen, he had changed into a beige casual sweater, which looked warm and thick, but his face was a little blurred by the heat from the glass of ginger syrup, and he seemed to only see those eyes clearly, dark eyes, glowing with a faint luster in the rainy night.

He Huan stopped breathing, didn't take the cup in his hand, but asked, "Why are you so good to me?" We don't know each other. ”

Zhou Shen's eyebrows tightened.

He didn't expect He Huan to ask this question, and even he himself never thought about it.

Why be so nice to her?

I seem to have the answer in my heart, but I don't seem to want to admit it.

"That's right for you?" He took the cup back and smiled.

He Huan also smiled: "Then you answer me!" There was a little provocation in his tone that was not afraid of death.

Zhou Shen really had no choice about her this time, he gently scratched his forehead with his nails, and replied with a smile: "Who let you be met by me every time you are down!" ”

Yes, He Huan recalled to himself that since the first time he hit his car with the injured Yu Weitong in Tang Hui, every time they met seemed to be a chance encounter.

There are no appointments, no contacts, but they can always meet in unexpected situations.

Ye Cheng said that it was not big, and it was not small that it was small, but the two of them could meet again and again, and He Huan felt that it could only be attributed to "fate".

Fate... The fate of a man who is so much older than himself, He Huan suddenly smiled again when he thought of this.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing!" Of course she didn't dare to talk about it.

Zhou Shen didn't ask much, and handed over the cup in his hand again: "Drink it!" This time it was a commanding tone.

He Huan seemed to be very useful to his commanding way of speaking, and he actually took the cup and drank it in one go, but it was like a poison to drink, and his brows were so furrowed that his face was about to be deformed.

Zhou Shen could only smile when he saw her painful appearance and took the empty cup.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

Zhou Shen turned on the lights in front of him, and He Huan followed behind him, because she was wearing Zhou Shen's pajamas, which were long and big, she was afraid of stepping on the pajamas under her feet, so she had to pinch the hem in her hand when she walked, so she followed Zhou Shen through a long corridor until she walked to the northernmost room.

Pushing open the door, a puff of choking dust hit me.

"This is the utility room." Zhou Shen turned on the light sideways, He Huan glanced at it, and sure enough, it was a utility room, very spacious, but now it was full of idle sofas, chairs and scattered ornaments.

"You brought me here..."

"There's something good." Zhou Shen walked a little further inside, and walked to the innermost corner, where a behemoth was placed against the wall, covered with black flannel.

Zhou Shen raised his hand to reveal it, and a lot of dust was raised in the air under the light, and the flannel fell to the ground, revealing the contents inside.

He Huan almost immediately covered his mouth with his hand and took a hard breath of cold air.

"Is this Steinway?"

"Well, Steinway's original grand piano, an old product from the last century, imported from England, my father should have just been born when this piano entered the house."

He Huan couldn't believe it, and walked to the piano with his mouth covered.

She knew the price of a Steinway grand piano in the market, not to mention that it was still an antique item, which was astronomical to this day, and she also knew that the Steinway & Sons more than half a century ago was handmade, and the lacquer water and wood surface on it still shined as good as new even after so many years.

"God... You just put such a good thing in this utility room? He Huan felt that it was simply a tyrannical thing.

Zhou Shen smiled and set up a chair.

"Why don't you try it?"

"Is that okay?"

"Absolutely!"

He Huan sat in front of the piano tremblingly, looking at the behemoth in front of him, and his heart was panicking.

He Huan took a deep breath and rubbed his fingers again, only then did he carefully play the first note, but his fingers retracted all of a sudden, and he looked up at Zhou Shen next to him: "This key is really made of ivory?" ”

“…… Natural ivory. ”

"Tsk..." He Huan could only shake his shoulders.

The evil capitalist, she scolded the ancestors of the Zhou family in her heart, but she really loved this piano, and her fingers played a short section on it continuously, but unfortunately because it was idle for too long, the sound was no longer accurate.

He Huan retracted his hand and simply stopped playing, this kind of piano is now a work of art, who is willing to play a work of art.

Zhou Shen saw that she was bored and studying the piano, greedy and novel, more and more like a child.

"You get up first." He gently pulled He Huan's wrist.

He Huan got up from the chair, but watched Zhou Shen sit down, his arms raised, and his slender and powerful fingers played a string of notes on it......

He Huan was stunned.

"Can you play the piano?"

"Well, I've learned it before, but I can only fool people with a few tunes." His level is naturally not very happy, at most amateur level, but he studied intermittently for a few years when he was a child, and later Zhou Hongsheng said that the piano is learned by girls, and he is afraid that Zhou Shen will become like a weak woman if he learns to drill.

Gee... This is Zhou Hongsheng's logic, but we must also be considerate of him.

Zhou Shen recalled that Zhou Yin was long gone at that time, and Zhou Hongsheng pinned all his expectations on him alone, he hoped that Zhou Shen could become a ruthless and resolute businessman in the future, so that he could inherit the Zhou family's industry.

Zhou Shen did not disappoint him, he had excellent grades since he was a child, and he had the courage to do things, and what was even more rare was that he was not contaminated with the vices that a rich son would have, but was humble and polite.

It's just that Zhou Shen knows in his heart that what he has done over the years is not the life he really wants, but he is burdened with such a surname.

He is Zhou Hongsheng's son, and he is the only heir of Zhou Hongsheng in the next generation, no one can push back, he can only do it hard.

"What's wrong?" He Huan saw him sitting there stunned.

Zhou Shen came back to his senses at this time, smiled lightly, and turned to look at He Huan: "I'll play a piece for you, I've heard you play it in Changfu Palace before, but it shouldn't be as good as you, don't laugh." ”

He Huan nodded in response, he turned around and began to play the song "Moonlight in Capri", the level is actually really unsatisfactory, maybe because he hasn't played for a long time, or maybe because the timbre is too inaccurate, anyway, he is playing very amateurish, but He Huan feels that this is the most beautiful piano sound she has heard when she is so old, so that the scene that night is all seared in her mind.

The utility room full of things, the expensive antique piano, the choking smell of dust in the air mixed with the rain outside the window, and this man, who is high in the eyes of outsiders, is willing to sit in this utility room in a home sweater and play a tune for her.

Later, Zhou Shen joked with her and asked, "When did you start thinking about me?" ”

And so she replied.

"In the utility room of the old house, you play the song "Moonlight in Capri" with a broken level."

"One song can make you tickle?"

"Well, because the song that made my panic at the time became quiet that night."

……

He Huan slept in the bedroom on the south side of the second floor that night, and Zhou Shen asked his subordinates to clean up another guest room and come out to sleep for himself.

Both of them had insomnia, especially He Huan, who had almost never slept all night, and the appearance of Zhou Shen playing the piano seriously kept coming to his mind, but in his ears was the sound of rain outside the window.

The rain seemed to have fallen all night, and He Huan fell asleep in a daze at dawn.

When Zhou Shen got up, there was no sound in the whole building, and he roughly guessed that He Huan should not have woken up yet, and suddenly thought that today was Saturday, and she should have no class, so she didn't knock on the door, just explained a few words to the next person and drove to the company.

He Huan slept until nearly ten o'clock, but was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

He Huan picked up the strange phone call, and heard that the background over there was very noisy, as if many people were getting together to quarrel.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Are you He Hai's daughter He Huan? We are..."There was a dumb stop in the middle of speaking, the mobile phone seemed to have been snatched away, and then He Hai's impatient voice: "Huanhuan, don't worry about this." ”

When He Huan heard this, he was anxious: "Dad, what's going on over there?" Where are you now? ”

"Nothing." He Hai still wanted to hide it, but He Huan had already heard that something was wrong, and forced him to ask, "Dad, what's going on?" Are you going to kill me? ”

"It's just that the demolition company wants to move our house, and I won't..."

"If you don't want to cut off the electricity and water, there is always a way to cure you!" The latter sentence turned into an unfamiliar voice again, and He Huan knew that something had happened on Tsing Yi Lane, so he immediately got out of bed.