The wealthy family is also pretending to be poor for each other today

The girl playing the piano is slender and beautiful, her white jade-like fingertips roaming on the keyboard.

There was a naughty strand of hair that fell from her shoulders with her movements, adding a touch of grace and beauty.

Mr. Ye felt that his eyes suddenly blurred, as if he saw the gentle lips of the person he was most familiar with in the past. He closed his eyes and his body swayed to his own rhythm, looking extremely intoxicated and happy.

"Wanqin..."

Unknowingly, he murmured the name that had been buried deep in his heart for a long time.

And the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Ye Ning looked at the old man standing at the door and smiled politely, "Are you here to see Professor Nie?"

"Oh no, I was just attracted by the beautiful sound of the piano when I was passing by."

Mr. Ye immediately came back to his senses and hid the sadness in his eyes, trying his best to smile kindly, "I'm sorry, little girl, I was a little too fascinated, so I disturbed your piano playing, but you played really well. "

"You are overrated."

Ye Ning still just smiled politely.

And Mr. Ye asked again, "Little girl, can you play the song "Autumn Fairy Tale"?"

There seemed to be some hope in his eyes.

But Ye Ning smiled apologetically and shook her head at him, "Sorry."

She just has an absolute sense of pitch and has never practiced piano systematically. If she had to say it, she only practiced for two days in order to perform a task a long time ago.

I don’t even listen to much piano music.

What's more, she basically didn't have the leisure time at that time.

"oh, I see……"

The expectation in Mr. Ye's eyes suddenly disappeared, but he still said with a smile, "I guess this song is too old and outdated. It's normal for you young people to have never heard it."

But if she is still alive...

"Let me search it."

Ye Ning didn't know why she felt a little intolerable. Maybe it was because the other party was old?

Soon, she found the score of this song.

After a casual glance, Ye Ning played the beginning of the song and asked, "Is this it?"

Mr. Ye suddenly became excited, "Yes, yes! That's it! That's it!"

The light in his eyes seemed to be lit up again all of a sudden.

Ye Ning put down her phone and started playing directly.

The style of this song "Autumn Fairy Tale" is warm and affectionate, and the mood is particularly delicate. She can even imagine that the person who composed such a song must be a beautiful and gentle woman.

The sound of the piano slowly surged and came to Mr. Ye.

Mr. Ye's eyes suddenly became sad again, and he slowly raised his hands to hug him and shook his body.

It was as if she was dancing a gentle waltz with someone in her arms.

There was nothing but air in front of him, but his eyes were so happy, so intoxicated, and so fascinated, and his eyes were shining with tears.

Ye Ning glanced out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

But because of this, she suddenly felt inspired and temporarily adapted the song, changing the climax from gentle and romantic to beautiful and sad, and the sound moved people's hearts.

And the sparkle in Mr. Ye's eyes became brighter and sadder.

Until the end of the song.

The sound of the piano slowly disappeared in Ye Ning's hands, and Mr. Ye also stopped dancing as if he was waking up from a dream. He was left feeling lonely, as if his soul had been drained, and he stood there in a daze.

Ye Ning looked at him without speaking.

a long time.

Mr. Ye finally calmed down and sighed deeply, and then bowed deeply to Ye Ning, his voice trembling, "Thank you..."

Thank you, my child.

And the tear finally crossed her cheek and fell to the ground.

Ye Ning shook her head, "No, I should thank you for encountering such a good song today."

"You... are a good boy, a good boy..."

Mr. Ye stared at her and endured several times before he could only say this sentence.

Ugh.

Outside the piano room, Nie Qiuhan, who was standing against the wall, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing silently.

In fact, Mrs. Ye was once a very popular pianist when she was young, and was also a student of his great-grandfather.

But just when her music career was at its peak, she chose to get married and retire.

Because she met the person she loved most in her life.

In the music industry, no one person has ever been the only one. At first, her loyal listeners still missed her and hoped that she would come back one day. However, as time went by, there was no hope for her and they gradually forgot about her.

But Mrs. Ye herself felt very happy.

until that happened...

As if suddenly awakened from a dream of love, Mrs. Ye's whole person lost her former glory and became depressed. Finally, she chose to commit suicide because she could not bear the mental torture.

And Mr. Ye has been living with guilt since then.

However, there is no way to save it.

*

graduate School.

The transparent petri dish contained a light red culture fluid, and a layer of fine foam was forming on the surface.

He Ting held his cell phone for seconds to see how long it would take for the bubbles to disappear.

At this time-

'Ding ding ding'!

The phone suddenly vibrated. It was Qin Zhihang.

But in order not to destroy the statistical data, He Ting just hung up.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhihang immediately called again and sent a text message: [It's urgent, Brother Ting!Quick pick up quick pick up!Urgent, urgent, urgent! ! ! 】

He Ting: "..."

He really couldn't think of anything urgent that could happen to a person whose butt had not healed yet and could only lie on the bed to recuperate.

But in the end, he still answered, "Hello?"

"Holy shit, shit! Something happened, Brother Ting! Something shocking!"

Qin Zhihang's extremely solemn voice came from the opposite side, as if he had seen a UFO about to hit the earth, and he was extremely anxious, "There is wanted information about Ye Ning on the dark web! The bounty is 50 billion knives!!!"

He Ting's eyes couldn't help but darken, "I know."

"you know!?"

Qin Zhihang's voice suddenly became louder and he was even more surprised, "You know how you are still so calm!"

Why don't you do something?

This is an international bounty, and it really costs lives!

"I went to see her today."

While He Ting recorded the reaction time of the petri dish on the report paper, he said quietly, "I will go there every day from now on."

Use the excuse of sending cold drinks.

"But you can't guard her all the time."

Qin Zhihang couldn't help but sigh, "Brother Ting, why don't you ask her what's going on?"

"If she wanted to say it, I would have known it already."

He Ting's tone was calm, but there was a hint of helplessness in his dark eyes, "She doesn't want to say, so there's no need for me to ask."

Especially her past.

What's more, he just wants to develop the most effective medicine to save her life.

And everything else is just a passing cloud.

It doesn't matter at all.