Later, Zheng Yo-yo was already a freshman when he found out that he could not play in front of an audience.

After being picked up by the Zheng family, she transferred to another school, away from those gossip, she followed Guo Jiamu's footsteps and was admitted to the experiment in the year of the high school entrance examination, and still followed his steps in the college entrance examination, chose the music department of Yingda University, and learned piano.

After the stage accident at the age of twelve, she never went on stage again until she came to Yingda, met Meng Zijin, and made an appointment with her to play at the welcome party.

At that time, Zheng Youhe was still smiling backstage, wearing a dreamy white evening dress, flawless like a princess, but when she appeared on stage, the crowd made her stop in the middle of the stage.

It was as if he was tied with a rope under his feet, and it was difficult to walk an inch, and even his breathing was weak.

Suppressing this palpitating emotion, she finally sat down in front of the piano, but when her hands were raised, she found that her fingers were stiff and she couldn't move.

Fear came, and the insults of the twelve-year-old hit her mind and instantly pulled her into the darkness.

Later, Mencius, who was still waiting, noticed that something was wrong with her, and she came like an angel, dressed in a rose-colored gown, pulled her out of the darkness, and played a tune with her that amazed the whole master and the students of Ying.

For four years, Mencius accompanied her to see a doctor, do treatment, step by step, and tried new methods every day, but after graduating in a blink of an eye, she still didn't have the courage to solo in front of the audience.

Guo Jiamu sat her down and listened to her recount a past in which he was not a participating.

He never knew what kind of ridicule and torture the girl they had held in the palm of their Guo family since childhood.

No wonder she is no longer close to the Guo family, no wonder he has repeatedly rejected his kindness to her, no wonder she is unwilling to be with her.

Guo Jiamu restrained, breathing heavier and heavier each time, and he asked, "Then you refuse to be with me, because you don't like me, or are you afraid to be with me?" ”

Zheng Youhe had fallen into calm after saying the old past, but he became nervous again because of his sentence. She looked away, her eyes averted, as if she didn't want to answer now.

Guo Jiamu was anxious, put his hands on her shoulders, and forced her to look into her eyes, "Talk to you." ”

Zheng Youhe's eyes were already obviously red, seeing this, Guo Jiamu relented, gave up asking, sighed helplessly, he changed the question, "Don't ignore me, I will ask you for an answer in the future, then now, can you hug you?" ”

It's not a brother's hug for a sister.

It is the hug of a loved one.

Zheng Youhe nodded in a daze, and the moment he landed in her arms, he couldn't help but whimper.

They stayed in the room for a long time, and when they went downstairs and returned to the living room, Song Yunshen had already returned to Hangzhuang with Meng Zijin.

Guo Jiamu pulled Zheng Youyou, who had just cried, behind him and sat opposite Guo Cheng.

Song Yunshen agreed to help. Guo Cheng was already relieved, but when he saw Zheng Youhe's demeanor, his heart ached, he lowered his voice and shouted, "Heyou, Dad is sorry for you." ”

"I'm not sorry." Zheng Youhe cried, her voice was slightly hoarse, she lowered her head and squeezed out a smile, "I just didn't expect you to find out about this." ”

After all, she didn't show many flaws.

Guo Jiamu poured a cup of warm water and handed it to her, the self-blame and distress in his eyes were no less than Guo Cheng's.

Hearing Zheng Youhe say this, Mrs. Guo sobbed in a low voice, "Your dream when you were a child was to surpass your brother and become the most powerful pianist in the world, my mother remembers, and later you applied for the music department of Yingda University to learn piano, and my mother was very relieved and was always waiting for your stage." ”

But by coincidence, she saw an advertisement for a training institution.

The poster on the advertisement is printed with Zheng Yoyo's name and avatar.

She didn't believe it, she didn't believe that the girl who once said she wanted to be a pianist would be willing to be mediocre.

"If I hadn't asked your dad to check, would you have to give up?" Mrs. Guo sobbed and glanced at Guo Jiamu, "Your brother gave up the piano, do you also give up?" ”

Zheng Youhe twisted his eyebrows, almost blurted out, "But what if you don't give up, I can't even overcome strangers." ”

Her breath fluctuated, "As long as the audience is there, I can't play, I'm destined not to be on the international stage." ”

"You can." The three of them, almost in unison.

Guo Jiamu held her, his palm pressed against the back of her hand, and the heat continued to rush towards her, "Since the cause of the heart disease is caused by the Guo family, our family of three will try our best to cooperate with you for treatment." ”

Zheng Youhe stayed for a long time before asking, "Why did you ask Song Yunshen for help just now, and he is not a doctor." ”

"Because his father is the best psychotherapist at home and abroad." Guo Cheng was worried in his heart, and said that sentence heavily, "But the old gentleman suffered from cancer not long ago, and I'm afraid time is running out." ”

Zheng Hehe's heart sank.

"Song Yunshen agreed?" Guo Jiamu's most unexpected thing is this.

It was difficult for him to come forward to ask Mr. Song for a consultation.

Guo Cheng's lips moved, "I didn't agree at first, but then I was persuaded by Zijin." ”

Guo Jiamu was speechless for a while, and after a while, she pulled Zheng Hehe to get up, "Do you need a professional doctor?" The doctor knows a fart, my man, I'll treat it. ”

The Guo family and his wife were stunned, looked at each other a few times, and noticed something but couldn't express this feeling.

Zheng Youhe was held by him steadily.

There was a slight roughness in the palms of his hands, and there was a layer of wetness, which was unbearable.

My people, I will cure.

Zheng Hehe's ears were full of these six words.

He said she was his man.

Zheng Youhe pressed his frantically beating heart and pulled him forward, "You wait a while, make it clear, how do you treat it?" ”

Zheng Youhe was still waiting for his answer, but saw that he picked up his mobile phone and called Song Yunshen in the next second, "Take a leave." ”

A deep voice came from there, "How long?" ”

"Half a year." He didn't hesitate.

"Okay."

When Zheng Youhe heard it, he was stunned and said, "Are you crazy? ”

"I'm not crazy." He rolled his throat, held her side face with his palm, and stroked it affectionately, "Isn't it just a human being, let's overcome it together, if one person can't do it, we will play it with all four hands, and one day, you can become the white rose that blooms alone." ”

The pink color on Zheng Hehe's nose has not faded, and when he said that, the sourness and astringency surged, and his eyes flushed.

Tonight, Song Yunshen didn't go back to the apartment in the west of the city, and took Meng Zijin to live in Hangzhuang.

Hangzhuang is magnificent, compared with the small apartment in the west of the city, it is simply a fairyland on earth.

The weather was very dry, and Song Yunshen took a dip in his outdoor pool for an hour after he came back. Mencius watched him from the shore, counting how many laps he swam, and then worried that he was exhausted, he sat down on the edge and called out to her, "Song Yunshen, you come up and we will talk for a while." ”

Mencius was a landlubber and was afraid of water.

Sitting on the shore, she was careful not to move, until Song Yunshen heard the sound and swam towards her again.

He poked his head out of the water, the splash of water, and the hair that was wet in front of his forehead was neatly lifted back by him, and Mencius stared with both eyes, clearly seeing his rolling Adam's apple.

His upper body was naked, his chest muscles were obvious, floating on the water, Mencius took a deep breath, quietly looked away, and couldn't help but look a little sad.

"Is it cold?" He suddenly approached and grabbed her calf in the water.

"Don't ......" Mencius was excited, and he wanted to retreat with both hands, but he was mercilessly dragged into the water in the next second.

Knowing that she was afraid of water, he hugged her tightly, and the bad mood of the night disappeared in an instant with her scream.

He's in a good mood right now.

"Song Yunshen!" Mencius crossed his waist and abdomen with his legs, his arms tightly wrapped around his neck, and he scolded and trembled, "What are you doing to lack morality?" ”

asked her if she was cold, and took people into the water without waiting for anyone to answer.

Song Yun hooked his lips deeply, and the strength to support her was also a little bigger, and some distances were also invisibly close.

"Don't worry, baby." His expression was a little more Meng Lang, and his breath was close to her ear, "Hold it, you can't fall down." ”

Mencius's brain suddenly burned.

Even if it's soaked in water, it's too hot.

"What are you calling nonsense?" Mencius snorted so much that he forgot what he wanted to say to him.

"What nonsense. Aren't you just called baby? Baby Meng. He said, kissing her on the lips, "It's cold in the water, let's go up." ”

Mencius was so angry that he hammered him.

Knowing that Liang still pulled her down.

It was nearly twelve o'clock when he went back to the bathroom to take a shower, and Mencius dried his hair and wandered at the door of Song Yunshen's room.

After coming out of the Guo family, something was wrong with him.

After glancing at the time, when Mencius was struggling with whether to knock on the door, Song Yun took the initiative to press down the doorknob and open the door to the maximum, "Want to come in and say?" ”

She was wearing sandals.

With every step, there will be a sound.

He waited in the room, expecting and hoping for it, but he couldn't wait for her knock on the door, and finally he couldn't help but invite someone in.

Meng Zijin bit his lip and said with a smile, "Said in the living room." ”

Song Yun's eyes were slightly dark, and he refused: "I'm sleepy, I want to lie down and say." ”

Before Mencius could say anything, he saw him turn around and lie down on the bed, and even cheekily patted the edge of the bed and invited her in.

Mencius laughed angrily.

With her hands behind her back, her fingers pinched each other, pretending to enter the door calmly and subconsciously closing the door.

She didn't feel anything before she came in, but after the door was closed by herself, she swallowed unconsciously.

There is an illusion of entering a wolf's den.

"I just want to ask, does the psychotherapist Uncle Guo say have anything to do with you?" When Guo Cheng brought it up at that time, it was obvious that he had stiffened for a long time, and he was obviously very embarrassed.

"He's my father." She took the initiative to ask, and Song Yunshen would not hide it.

He would never tell her frankly.

Mencius was stunned for a moment.

"I don't know him well." After a long time, Song Yun answered her concisely.

Mencius didn't ask any further, "If you are embarrassed, then refuse Uncle Guo." ”

"If this is the only way to help Zheng Youyou, will you ask me to help?" Song Yunshen suddenly asked her.

Meng Zijin raised his head and looked directly at him, "If you don't want to, you won't help, and there won't be only one way, Hehe's illness is a heart disease, and I believe that Guo Jiamu can help her get out." ”

Her eyes were determined.

That's a kind of heartfelt belief.

She believes that Zheng Yo-yo can get out of the predicament with the help of Guo Jiamu.

But in her case, he had never seen her believe in him so firmly.

Maybe it was jealousy, maybe it was dissatisfaction, he suddenly dragged the person down in front of him, a flash of light flashed in his black eyes, and he lowered his head and gnawed the person all over again.