The incandescent lamp above the coffee table had been replaced by a soft, warm-colored lamp a few days ago. The billiard hall is in the underground storehouse, and the hall lights also need to be turned on during the day. The warm orange light was spread out on a layer, Chen Ange stepped on the edge of the light, raised his hand to grab Tang Yi's wrist, and snatched the person from Qu Boyang.

The palm of his hand fell into the air, Qu Boyang frowned, and looked at him dissatisfied: "Chen Ange, didn't you let her go?" ”

At this moment, Chen Ange couldn't listen to a word of his twitter.

With his hands pressed on Tang Yi's shoulders, he lowered his eyes and licked his lower lip unconsciously because of panic and nervousness.

"Tang Yi, look at me."

He commanded in a low voice, and if you listened closely, you would find that there was an imperceptible tremor hidden in his usual calm and calm tone.

The little girl looked up in a daze, not realizing the problem, but she felt that Chen Ange had never been so serious. She thought he was affected by Qu Boyang's words.

"Chen Ange."

She called his name softly, and his deer-like eyes were full of his appearance: "Are you angry?" I'm not leaving, I said I'd stay with you. I didn't go abroad anymore and went to university locally. I don't play the piano well, I ...... I can practice ...... again."

As soon as her lips opened and closed, she explained to him helplessly, her two small hands grabbing the corners of his clothes tightly. I'm afraid he doesn't want her.

The next second.

The hand on her left shoulder slowly lifted and covered her left ear.

The hand that never shook to fight, do heavy work, and light a cigarette was pressing on her ear at the moment, and it was actually trembling. His fingertips were cold, and the touch on his skin made Tang Yi shrink his neck.

She leaned back, met his gaze, and suddenly reacted to what Chen Ange was experimenting.

His eyes were shocking, and Tang Yi subconsciously wanted to break free and escape.

"Chen Ange, don't ......"

She used her strength, waving her hands and hitting him indiscriminately.

Chen Ange seemed to feel no pain, and firmly imprisoned her in his arms, covered her ear with one hand, and lowered his head to speak to her right ear.

"Tang Yu, don't move, look up at me."

"Good, look up."

It was probably the gentlest time he had called her by name, whispering in her ear. His voice was slightly hoarse, which had been soaked in cigarettes and alcohol for a long time, and he turned his voice to the softest and coaxed her to look up at him.

But Tang Yi couldn't hear it.

Tang Yu's world was silent. Time seemed to stand still, and all she could feel was the fast-beating heart in his chest.

What should have come is still coming.

Closing her eyes, she gave up struggling. His forehead pressed against Chen Ange's chest, and tears fell in strings. She bit her lip so hard that she didn't cry, but her whole body trembled terribly.

The piece of clothing on his chest was quickly wet with tears. Wet tears seemed to burn hot. Burn from the skin to the bottom of the heart.

Chen Ange pressed her left ear harder, and this time he was almost roaring: "Tang Yi, look up, I'll let you look up." ”

"You look up for me."

All the calmness fell apart, and Chen Ange shouted at her like a madman. And the girl in her arms did not raise her head obediently this time.

Qu Boyang went over to separate the two and protected the crying girl behind him.

"Chen Ange, what are you doing? You scared her. ”

Chen Ange's eyes were red, and he grabbed Qu Boyang by the collar and threw him aside: "Get out of the way." ”

Chen Ange stood in the tiled light, Tang Yu was outside, and there was a deep and obvious dividing line between the two.

The little girl hung her head and cried silently: "Chen Ange, don't you want me." ”

She repeated over and over again: "You don't want me." ”

Chen Ange was clearly standing in the light, but he felt that the world was dark and boundless.

He knew that his retribution was coming.

The memory flashed back to the door of the hotel three years ago.

The little girl dressed like a doll stood in front of him, and smiled at him with crooked eyebrows and eyes: "Hello, my name is Tang Yu." Tang of the Tang Dynasty, Gardenia of Gardenias. ”

She gave him one thousand three.

Her mother called out to her not far away, and she trotted over.

He heard the woman say, "Good daughter, is your meal delicious today?" Go back and eat some fruit, then practice the piano and rest.

The picture and sound are frozen here.

Chen Ange was thinking at that time that such a delicate girl should never be stained with sin, just live happily and do something she likes. Playing the piano, drinking tea, how to be free.

She is already standing on the most dazzling stage.

She's going to be as successful as the big musicians.

Just a little bit.

It's really just a little bit close.

It was he who ruined her.

Chen Ange spoke, his voice so hoarse that it was difficult to distinguish emotions: "When?" ”

Understand what he's asking. Tang Yi cried intermittently, not daring to look at him, not daring to face: "I don't know..... It's just that after the fever, it's just.... I can't hear it. ”

Qu Boyang heard that something was wrong.

"What can't you hear? Tang Yi, what's wrong with you? ”

She had lasted so long that she had forgotten the tone of the Piano Concerto No. 21.

The string that had always been stretched snapped and broke, Tang Yi squatted on the ground with his strength, and his emotions collapsed instantly: "I...... I can't hear in my right ear. ”

The ears were too noisy, her cry and Qu Boyang's voice faded a little, and Chen Ange felt that he was deaf.

His head was full of counting time. The time she had a fever was after Tang's mother beat her.

It should have been a month and a half.

No wonder she always has to walk to his right side when she walks now.

No wonder when someone spoke to her right, she couldn't react.

No wonder she doesn't like to play the piano anymore.

There were so many details to follow, but he only noticed.

Chen Ange doesn't remember how he walked out of the billiard hall. Just seeing the bright sunlight, I just feel like life is really fucking fucked.

He stepped on the old wooden planks of the staircase and walked up, but he was only halfway through and couldn't hold on. Raising his hand to hold the handrail of the staircase, he slowly arched his body, pressing his fingers against the fence until they turned white. Depression and despair spread throughout the body with rapid momentum.

Chen Ange's eyes were red, and he lowered his head and spit out words from between his teeth: "Fuck." ”

"Fuck me."

..............

Qu Boyang didn't expect things to develop like this, and his mind was in a mess: "Tang Yi, let's go home." We go to heal. If we can't cure it at home, we will go abroad. It's going to be fine. ”

Tang Yi cried and shook his head, his eyes blurred: "I can't go back." ”

She clearly knew that if she returned to the Tang family because of this incident, her and Chen Ange's lives would be completely over.

Chen Ange looks chic and free, and no one can control it. In fact, the heart is soft and delicate. He will think about her.

"Okay, don't go home." Qu Boyang was afraid that she would be too excited, so he tried his best to calm down, and replied according to her words: "We won't go back to Tang's house." Shall I take you to be treated? Or, let Nan Nan go with you. We can all help you, you don't have to carry it yourself. "At the end of the day, he had a nasal voice.

"No, you can't tell anyone about it."

"Nanyi has just arrived in a strange environment, and everything is not yet adaptable. You tell her at this time that she'll definitely be back. I can't tell my parents either. I can't go back. Qu Boyang, I beg you. ”

Her eyes were swollen from crying.

While begging him, he shed tears.

Qu Boyang was so distressed that he was about to go crazy: "Tang Yi, you can't do this to yourself." At least let us do something for you. ”

Tang Yi knew what she wanted from beginning to end, and she could bear all the consequences by herself: "What you can do for me now is to pretend that you don't know about it." Qu Boyang, let's go, don't come to me again....."