Yin Qianyue's pupils dilated, and she had a lot of thoughts, even panicked.

She subconsciously stepped back, and even the umbrella in her hand fell to the ground.

"Silently, you...... You get up first, don't ...... like this"

Yang Moran's face was covered with rain, and he raised his head and stared at Yin Qianyue affectionately.

"Qianyue, I know that the ring I can give you now is not dazzling enough, and even my current conditions are not qualified to get married. But I love you so much. I'm afraid that if I don't fight for it now, I won't have a chance in the future. ”

"You promised me when I was in prison. As long as I can come out safely and come back to you, you will marry me, do you remember? ”

Yin Qianyue's heart was like a knife, she reached out and patted her forehead, almost having a splitting headache.

At the beginning, Yang Moran was imprisoned for her, from a graduate student to a prisoner, Yang Moran couldn't accept such a gap, and committed suicide several times in prison.

When Yin Qianyue went to visit, she couldn't bear to see his haggard and thin appearance, so she made an appointment with him.

When Yang Moran was released from prison, they got married.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of the support of such a marriage contract that Yang Moran was able to regain his strength and propose to be released from prison with his own talent and excellent performance.

But......

Yin Qianyue has no way to fulfill her original promise.

Regardless of whether she became Mrs. He voluntarily or not, at least now, she truly loves He Dongchen.

"Silently, I remember ......"

"Then you will marry me. Qianyue, I will be good to you, good to you for the rest of my life...... You trust me that I can make you live a good life. ”

Yang Moran held Yin Qianyue's hand and wanted to put the ring on her ring finger.

Yin Qianyue grabbed Yang Moran's veins with a backhand, forcibly pulled him up, and while avoiding the ring.

"Silently, marriage is a big deal, and we should always inform both parents, right? These two years...... Your parents don't like me. You go back and ask them for their opinions, okay? ”

Yin Qianyue always felt that Yang Moran's parents might not be willing to accept her as a daughter-in-law.

She also understood that letting Yang Moran's parents come forward to prevent them from being together was a bit despicable, but it was also the most appropriate way she could think of to deal with it.

Yang Moran looked at Yin Qianyue, his hands drooping gloomily, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yin Qianyue's attitude made him no longer able to deceive himself.

"Silently, you're drenched all over, or ......"

"I'll go back first."

Yang Moran interrupted Yin Qianyue's words, he turned around silently, and along the dim light of the street lamp, his figure gradually disappeared into the rain curtain.

Yin Qianyue stood in place and watched in a daze, only to feel that her heart was desolate, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on her face.

She returned to her room in despair, and lay on the bed after taking a hot shower, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

She took out her mobile phone several times and wanted to call He Dongchen.

At this moment, Yin Qianyue really wanted to get He Dongchen's comfort and support. Even if it's just to hear his voice.

However, Yin Qianyue did not have such courage.

She closed her eyes, and the bits and pieces of her relationship with Yang Moran kept coming to mind, as well as her current attachment and reluctance to He Dongchen.

All the love, hatred and regret are intertwined, as if converging into a sad melody that hovers in my mind.

Yin Qianyue couldn't force herself to fall asleep, so she picked up her phone again and looked at it, it was already half past three in the morning.

She simply got up, washed up, and went to the company.

The whole building was unusually quiet, and she couldn't help but come to the music room.

She walked to a zither and sat down, playing quietly, the melody flowing from her fingertips, like a cry.

"Bang bang."

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the clapping of hands was particularly loud in the silent night.

Yin Qianyue didn't expect that there would be someone now, she turned around in surprise and saw Shen Wenkai leaning against the door with a cane, with a signature smile on his face.

"Why are you here?" Yin Qianyue hurriedly stood up and asked.

Shen Wenkai walked towards her step by step with difficulty. "I should ask you that. It's still early before work time, what are you doing here? ”

"I ......" Yin Qianyue was speechless for a while, lowered her head and was silent.

She didn't know how to explain it.

"Are you trapped by love, you can't sleep at night, and you don't know where to go, so you use this place as a refuge?"

Yin Qianyue frowned, surprised by Shen Wenkai's vicious gaze, and at the same time embarrassed after being seen through.

"You don't have to be so nervous. I feel very relieved that you can return to the company and put your feelings on work. Shen Wenkai looked at Yin Qianyue carefully, "I didn't expect that you know the rhythm?" ”

"What? Surprised? When I was studying music, you probably wouldn't be able to walk. Yin Qianyue raised her head proudly.

Shen Wenkai couldn't help laughing out loud when he looked at her.

"Where did that piece of music come from?"

"I made my own."

This is indeed Yin Qianyue's original feeling.

"What do you think about filling it with old-fashioned lyrics as the theme song of the game?"

Yin Qianyue was stunned and looked at Shen Wenkai blankly.

"What? Not confident in yourself? It's not like yours. ”

Shen Wenkai's ridicule brought Yin Qianyue back to her senses. "You say...... It's true? ”

"Am I kidding?" Shen Wenkai restrained his cynical smile, "If you want, you can fill in any words, it's up to you." We received so many lyrics, and there were many excellent ones. ”

Being able to write lyrics and compose music has always been Yin Qianyue's musical dream. It's just that she never thought that she would have such an opportunity.

"Those lyrics, none of them fit into this tune. I can write the lyrics myself, and I can revise them until you're satisfied. I have one condition, though. ”

"Hahaha." Shen Wenkai laughed, limped to the side of the sofa and sat down, "I have never heard that newcomers still have to talk to the boss about the conditions." ”

Shen Wenkai saw Yin Qianyue turn around to leave, and hurriedly stopped her again. "Don't be so impatient, you don't have any sense of humor. Tell me about your conditions. ”

"When I signed my name, I wanted a stage name, and I couldn't reveal my real name."

This request was somewhat unexpected, but it was harmless to Shen Wenkai. "Anyway, no one knows who you are, whether you have a stage name or a real name. I don't care. But ......"

Shen Wenkai showed a sly smile. "In terms of remuneration, because you are not famous......"

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to open my mouth, and you won't give it anyway. Let's follow the invitation you sent before, and if it can be requisitioned, then ......"

"Wow, aren't you calling the lion to open his mouth?"