Sparks from bicycles and electric cars

After speaking, Ling Xi nodded to him and walked out of the classroom.

Ji Zhe was left in a daze, "What are you doing with her?"

Ji Zhe was punched by his good buddy Xu Shao, and he came back to his senses, "It's okay, I asked her to attend the party just now."

Xu Shao "Did she agree?"

Ji Zhe proudly said: "I agree."

Xu Shao asked in surprise: "Agreed? No way."

Ji Zhe asked suspiciously: "What's the matter? Do you know her?"

Xu Shao stroked his chin, and said meanly: "Does He Guoxiang know? Ling Xi is his grandson-in-law."

Ji Zhe opened his eyes wide and said, "What? He Guoxiang? I'll fuck it."

Xu Shao shook his head, "Shut your mouth, is my grandfather or Xu Sheng?"

Ji Zhe looked at him worriedly: "Master Xu, your grandfather doesn't know you exist."

Xu Shao ignored him, and walked slowly to the cafeteria in frustration, "Young Master Xu, I was wrong, don't be unhappy. It's fine that the Xu family doesn't recognize you, so you are at ease now."

Xu Shao kicked the stone under his feet, "It's okay, I'm just not reconciled."

Xu Shao returned home at night and saw his mother pitying herself in the mirror again: "Mom, I'm back."

Jingrui came out of the room: "Shao'er is back, do you think mom is getting old?"

Xu Shao pulled out a smiling face: "Mom is not old, she is still young and beautiful."

Jing Rui touched the face where the knife was touched: "But your father hasn't come to see us for two months."

Xu Shao walked into his room bored and ignored her.

Just when Xu Shao was about to fall asleep, there was a knock on the door: "Shao'er, I forgot to tell you that there are porridge and vegetables in the refrigerator. You can heat them in the microwave oven and go to bed after eating."

Xu Shao ignored her, turned over, and covered his ears. He hated and loved his mother at the same time. The former international superstar would end up in this situation.

In the evening, Ling Xi told He Lingfei that he was going to play the piano. He Lingfei waved his hand, and the next day, the original German Bechstein A190 was shipped to him for him to practice.

That night, Ling Xi touched the black piano and saw its price at a glance, "There's no need to spend so much."

He Lingfei shook his head: "You only have this hobby, and it's not enough for you."

Ling Xi sat down, He Lingfei nodded, and began to play, with his hands fluttering, the famous song was repeated:

There is firmness in the pathetic melody.There is no lingering sentimentality of love for children, nor anger at the injustice of fate. The active and upward jumping tone makes people appreciate the fortitude and unyielding demeanor of the piano player in a desperate situation.

Then the tune was soft and beautiful, making He Lingfei feel like a spring breeze, as if living in the suburbs, living a leisurely and beautiful life with the one he loves.

"Why aren't you playing?" He Lingfei applauded and walked towards Ling Xi.

Ling Xi looked up at him: "Let's go here."

He Lingfei hugged him: "I will always be here from now on."