But what love can a gold master buy?

Wei Li has very limited hobbies, because he is indifferent by nature, not strong in material desires, and has no time.For him, those things that can give his nerves a moment of rest and relaxation are the best, such as sitting there, doing nothing or talking, and listening to the piano quietly for a while.

"Hey, are you so engrossed in listening? You didn't notice when I walked over?"

A little breath suddenly brushed his ears, Wei Li turned his head, and it was Shen Tinglan who called him: "It's over?"

"Yeah." Shen Tinglan glanced at the boy playing the piano and asked him, "Do you know how to play the piano?"

Wei Li stood up and took the umbrella: "It doesn't count, I just know the keys."

Shen Tinglan knew that he knew little about it, and these words were just a modest excuse, so he said: "I already know the key positions, so it's no problem to play a simple one, go and try it!"

Wei Li shook his head: "I'm not going to try it. It's raining so hard, people must be walking into the store, and I won't be able to find a place to eat in a while."

Shen Tinglan stared closely at his eyes, caught a trace of hesitation, and said quickly: "There are shops all the way past here, so you can't delay this moment. You can play a simple one-minute one, huh?"

"..."

Seeing that Wei Li was silent, Shen Tinglan shook his arm and said, "Play one, your dear boyfriend wants to hear it."

He brought out this fake identity to talk about the matter, and Wei Li really compromised: "Okay, I can only play simple ones, so don't think I'm embarrassing you."

"How could it be?" Shen Tinglan took the umbrella over in his hand, "Come on, flick one by one."

The kid who was trying the piano just now had already left. Before the lid of the piano was closed, Wei Li sat down on the piano bench, put himself in a good position, stared at the keys silently for a moment, and then started playing.

The slender fingers pressed the black and white keys in an orderly manner, and the simple but smooth melody was like flowing water, reflecting the rustling rain outside the door, peaceful and beautiful.

At the end of the song, Shen Tinglan smiled and clapped his hands: "It sounds good!"

"It's over, let's go eat."

Wei Li closed the piano cover, took the umbrella back, and walked out the door first to open the umbrella. Shen Tinglan immediately walked under the umbrella: "I didn't expect you to play "Song of Spring". It's so strange."

The wind was blowing head-on, Wei Li put the umbrella in front of him, and kept his eyes on his feet: "Is it strange? It's not a difficult piece of music. The child before seemed to be only six or seven years old, and the piece he played was much more complicated. That's strange." Bar."

"The piece is really simple, level one is enough to play." The wind made Shen Tinglan narrow his eyes, and he pressed closer to Wei Li, "The strange thing is that I finally found something that we both have done before." Damn, the wind is too strong!"

The wind was strong and it was difficult to walk, the two of them ate their mouths full of wind, and Shen Tinglan couldn't say a romantic word, so he had to follow Wei Li to find a nearby restaurant to eat.

The restaurant was overcrowded, there were all kinds of noisy sounds in my ears, the air was cloudy and humid, and it took a long time for the food to be served—everything was very dull. Shen Tinglan's mood, which had just recovered, fell down again after being disturbed like this .

Fortunately, the rain was very windy and rainy, and the rain stopped after a meal. I didn't need an umbrella to go out, and it was much easier to walk than before.

Shen Tinglan just came out of the sweltering room and wanted to blow some more wind, but was afraid that it would be troublesome to walk back due to the sudden rainstorm, so she raised her head and looked at the sky to see what the weather was like.

It's a pity that he lacks common sense, he can't see anything except the gray, so he can only ask Wei Li: "Look at the sky, will it continue to rain soon?"

Then he got a well-founded answer: "The color of the dark cloud has faded a lot, and it should not be gone."

After hearing this, Shen Tinglan said: "Then let's go shopping, there is a pedestrian street not far away, there are many shops, let's take a look?"

Wei Li had just had a full meal and wanted to digest it, so he had no objections.

The two walked along the wind, chatting with Shen Tinglan to relieve boredom while walking: "Do you have the habit of spending Christmas Eve with your family?"

Wei Li covered his ears that were sore from the cold: "No."

"Then you can spend Christmas Eve with me next Friday, just enough to make up the three hours that you haven't made up before." Shen Tinglan glanced at him secretly, "Are you free on Friday night?"

"Yes, but don't you live with your family?"

Wei Li didn't think much, just asked casually, after walking two steps, he found that Shen Tinglan hadn't answered, so he turned his head to look, and found that Shen Tinglan turned his face to the other side.

Wei Li thought that something had attracted his attention, so he followed the direction he turned to look, but he suddenly answered: "I can't pass."

His voice was a little low, as if he was very disappointed. Wei Li knew that it was not appropriate to ask questions at this time, so he fell silent.After walking like this for a while, Shen Tinglan finally spoke out, but her usual tone was restored: "Quickly think about what you need, I'll buy it for you as a Christmas present."

Wei Li glanced at him, and noticed that the tip of his nose and eye sockets were red from the wind, he thought for a while and replied: "I will go, I don't need the gift..."

"I want it!" Shen Tinglan insisted, "Don't buy too much, just one, pick the one you want the most, and then you also buy one for me, put it in my Christmas stocking hanging by the bed, and give each other like this Gifts are like holidays."

He was smiling when he said this, but for some reason, Wei Li felt that he was like a lonely little stray dog, hoping that people passing by would pet his head.

"Okay," Wei Li agreed, "Then what gift do you want?"

"Me..." Shen Tinglan thought seriously for three seconds, and then gave up—he is a person who doesn't have to wait for Double Eleven to buy things, and he doesn't lack anything at the moment.

"Just look at it and buy it. Anything is fine. Anyway, I don't know. Whatever you buy is a surprise."

Then he said with a double standard: "But you have to tell me what you want, lest you don't like what I bought for you, and turn around and go to other places."

He said the last sentence very quietly, almost swallowed by the wind.

Wei Li didn't hear what he said clearly, but seeing his half pouted lips, he also guessed something in his heart.Looking back on what he did back then, he felt that there was indeed something inappropriate, so it would be inappropriate to refute the matter now.

But if he wanted Shen Tinglan to give him something, he hadn't thought about it, and it was hard to say.Because no matter what he said he wanted, Shen Tinglan would definitely give him the most expensive one, last time a pen was several thousand bigger.

That's not necessary and shouldn't be taken.

So he had to say, "Let me think about it for a while."

"Don't worry, think about it slowly." Shen Tinglan responded, but what was thinking in his head was the piano in the musical instrument store just now.He remembered that when Wei Li first came to his house, the movie he chose was "The Pianist on the Sea". In this way, there were three things pointing to the piano, so the fact that he likes the piano must not be wrong.

It can't be wrong, and it can't be wrong. This time, he will never make the mistake of plush toys again.

[The author has something to say: Xiao Shen: Lao Gong plays children's piano pieces, so cute! (Applause applause!)

Xiaowei: Thank you for supporting me after I was hanged by a child.

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