"Yes, it's really fast to work with you, so I'll take care of the rest. I just got the inspiration and thought I could write another interlude, and I could do it all with the lyrics, but do you have a guqin or any other instrument? Yuan Rolling said.

Ning Ziran nodded, "Yes, in the piano room next door." ”

"Huh, will it disturb you? By the way, you can't play the guqin, how can you buy the guqin?" asked Yuan Rolling strangely, she remembered that Ning Ziran couldn't play the guqin.

A trace of remembrance flashed in Ning Ziran's eyes: "Yunluo's guqin, after she died, the place where she lived belonged to the "Jiehai Building", which has been taken back by An Yujing. I bought this guqin for Yun Luo, An Yujing originally planned to give it to me, but I didn't want his gift, and he was not qualified to give Yun Luo's things. So I bought it back at the market price, and it was Yunluo's favorite. The last time you played Yunluo's guqin, someone told me, it's really great, you play her guqin, you won't disappoint. ”

Yuan Rolling's eyes were moist for a moment, and her guqin was handmade by a guqin master who spent many years combining various high-quality elements, and later accompanied her for a year, and her name was Yaoyin.

It is the name of the story of Yunluo's remembrance of a generation of guqin masters. Boya's piano is called Yaoqin, and she only plays for bosom friends, although she is a layman and creates for the sake of profit, but she also hopes to have a bosom friend.

And now it seems that her bosom friend is probably Ning Ziran. Saved her most cherished things, Ning Ziran's villa was very large, and she deliberately moved one as a piano room, which was elegantly arranged, except for a guqin placed in the center, only a few pots of flowers and plants were placed by the windowsill.

Yuan Rolling sat in front of the guqin, stroking the body of the paulownia wood with his bare hands, and many memories invaded at once.

Sitting in front of the guqin, Yuan Rolling played the piano and wrote lyrics and songs at the same time, Ning Ziran watched it for a while and didn't bother her.

When I returned to the living room, I disposed of the flower branches that I had cut before, and the flower arrangement was very beautiful, and I took two bottles and put them in the piano room.

Yuan Rolling was very devoted, she was so serious when she was working, and Ning Ziran was writing the previous words in the living room.

Soon it was afternoon, Ning Ziran went to the kitchen to check, and walked to the door of the piano room, where Yuan Rolling was bowing his head and writing something.

"There's no food at home, I'll cook noodles for you, okay?" Ning Ziran asked.

Yuan Rolling raised his head and looked at Ning Ziran who was standing by the door frame, and smiled lightly: "Add eggs and don't want coriander." ”

This sentence made Ning Ziran stunned, many times in the past, Yun Luo was busy and often stayed with him all day, they were best friends with each other, they had never been polite, Ning Ziran was this sentence every time she cooked noodles for Yun Luo.

It makes people feel like Yun Luo is still alive, it's really like it.

This has nothing to do with the appearance and family background, but the feeling that Yuan Rolling gave him, and the way he got along with them, it must be that Yun Luo left too much blow to himself, what are you thinking? Yuan Rolling is the eldest lady of the Yuan family, and Yun Luo, who are very different, people from two worlds.

"Good. Ning Ziran retracted his thoughts and walked to the kitchen.

After a while, the steaming egg noodles were cooked, and the two people sat at the table in the living room, one holding a large bowl, eating opposite each other.

"It's delicious, it's much better than the last time I went to the restaurant. Ning Ziran, you are really all-round, you can write books, write words, write scripts, and prune flowers and cook noodles, if you marry you, you will really enjoy it in the future. Yuan Rolling said with a smile while eating noodles.

Ning Ziran's action of eating noodles was very elegant, looking pleasing to the eye, and he smiled slightly: "I'm still single, is the Yuan military division scolding me?"

"Hey, that's because there are too few women in this world who can be worthy of our Ning Ziran drama writers. Don't worry, I'll help you watch it, and I'll stare at those daughters more when I entertain in the future. Yuan rolled and laughed.

Ning Ziran said softly: "Just let it be, if fate can naturally meet, it would be good to be as harmonious as Yuan Junshi and Long Shao." ”

"Poof...... Yuan Rolling sneered: "I'm with him...... It can be regarded as harmony. I have more important things to do, so for my current family, I don't want to win the hearts of one person, I just want to raise my eyebrows and respect each other. On the same front, that's good, we are baby relatives, I only met after I returned to Qianzhou and got married, the death of love is too far away from me, as long as the life can go on. ”

She didn't dare to ask for Long Jinyuan's love for her.

Ning Ziran had a little smile in his eyes: "In this world, many people are picky and picky, and they must marry someone who is satisfied, but there are many people who are separated after getting married." There are many people who fall in love and are desperate to be together, regardless of the huge gap between the two people, but the feelings are slowly worn out in the trivial matters of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the lovers finally become enemies. ”

Love over time, love after marriage.

"Who...... Whoever has a relationship with him, who loves him!" Yuan Rolling was embarrassed to deny.

Ning Ziran smiled lightly and didn't say anything more, her eyes looking at Long Jinyuan had already revealed her mood.

The two gossiped while eating noodles.

"Ning Ziran, the noodles you cooked are really delicious. When Yuan Rolling walked into the piano room, he couldn't help but turn around and praise.

Ning Ziran tilted his head and smiled, gentle and picturesque, Yuan Rolling sat in front of the guqin again, his eyes were facing the flower arrangement placed by Ning Ziran before, and he seemed to be able to smell the elegant fragrance of the flowers. Although he is no longer Yunluo, it is really good to be friends with Ning Ziran, and even the taste of that side is exactly the same.

Yuan rolled and chuckled, retracted his thoughts, and continued to write words, the night was dark, and there was no sound in the piano room for a while, Ning Ziran finished cooking the noodles and found that it was almost time. Originally, he had time to buy vegetables and cook, but Yuan Rolling said that he liked noodles before, so he made a supper like lunch.

went to the piano room to call Yuan to eat, but found that she fell asleep on the guqin, Ning Ziran didn't wake her up, and went to the bedroom to get a blanket and drape it on her.

As soon as the blanket was covered, Yuan Rolling, who had a very light sleep, woke up, rubbed his eyes and said blankly: "I fell asleep?

"It's almost time, I didn't call you when I saw that you were asleep, but I didn't expect to wake you up, and I just got up for supper. Ning Ziran said.

Yuan was able to jump off the soft collapse in a hurry: "Don't eat, why did you sleep for so long, I have to go home now." ”

"It's so late? Why don't you stay here and have a room?" Ning Ziran suggested.

Yuan Rolling said while packing up the manuscript of the poem: "No. I promised Long Jinyuan that I would go back at night, and I couldn't go home at night. It just so happens that the episode has also been written, and it will be sent to the "Night Shadow Pavilion" tomorrow for Qingqing to see. Ning Ziran, you also rest early, I'll go first. ”

"Wait! I'll drive you, I'm living in the middle of nowhere. Ning Ziran said.

Yuan Rolling smiled lightly: "Thank you, then it's really troublesome for you, you have to come out at night." ”

After sending Yuan Roll back, Ning Ziran returned home, and the noodles in the kitchen were already cold, and they were all condensed.

Ning Ziran looked at this pot of noodles that could no longer be eaten, and smiled helplessly, and the scene of Yuan Rolling standing at the door at noon and smiling at him came to mind, saying that the noodles were delicious. And when she wanted to go home, this pot of noodles could only be thrown away.

Only when she needs it, can it work just right, and if it is not at the right time, it will become superfluous, which is the proportion of being a friend.

And all he can do now is help her as much as he can.

From agreeing to sign a contract with 'Night Shadow Pavilion', from selecting the most valuable drama adaptation script, from finding Gongzi Yan to be a male dancer, from recognizing Yuan Caicai as a female dancer, from deliberately looking for someone to help keep an eye on An Yujing's movements.

From beginning to end, she just silently did what she could, probably just because the way she laughed was really a little similar to Yun Luo.

Ning Ziran came out of the kitchen and was no longer sleepy, so he picked up the script and revised it.

Yuan opened the door and found that the house was empty, and now the maids in the garden were asleep.

I thought Long Jinyuan was at home, but I hurried back, and I was alone. It is impossible to say that she is not lost, in the past, she came back late, and even if Long Jinyuan was not there, she would ask the housekeeper to prepare a supper, but today, Yuan Rolling didn't see anything, and there was no food in the kitchen.

In the huge annex, it feels empty.