grandpa is not sick

Chapter 50 Double Perfection
Downstairs, Fu Yixun was cooking. The fresh vegetables, melons and fruits were so green and bright red that they looked very beautiful. His hand was stretched out for a beautiful yellow pepper, but what he picked up was an ugly potato. , he frowned, with disgust in his eyes, he hated eating potatoes, but the voice of that woman saying that he could eat three bowls of rice came out of his mind, and his eyes fell on the remaining half chicken, humming unhappily With a sound, I took it and chopped it with the potatoes.Forget it, the visitor is a guest, and it's nothing to follow her a few times.

After he finished cooking two dishes and cooking a soup, he happened to be walking with Aunt Li who was going upstairs to Fu Qingliu with two daughter's clothes. Aunt Li wanted to say a few more words to Fu Yixun. A man's demeanor always gives people a sense of distance, like a high-ranking nobleman and a pariah who can only crawl on the ground. She can't even walk side by side with him, and can only follow behind him two steps away.

When Fu Yixun found out that Fu Qingliu was lying on his sofa sleeping dressed like that, he was interrupted by a sudden situation before he had time to attack.

Fu Qingliu is sick.

After climbing a mountain for less than a third of the time, she was exhausted and out of breath. It can be seen that she seldom exercises on weekdays, and her immunity is not good if she does not exercise. Fu Qingliu was drenched in the rain and was still naked in the room Was blown a few times by the wind and was honorably ill.

"You deserve it!" Fu Yixun hugged him to the bed and covered him with the quilt, while gritting his teeth and cursing at the flushed Fu Qingliu: "I told you to be lazy, what will happen if you run a few miles every day? When the wind blows, you catch a cold. Calling you a weak chicken is really a weak chicken! Useless guy..."

Aunt Li stood aside with a stiff and convulsive expression, watching Fu Yixun carefully hug Fu Qingliu to bed, and scolded the unconscious Fu Qingliu for a few minutes, when Fu Yixun stood up straight and looked at her sharply. When she swept it away, she came back to her senses in shock, and hurriedly went to the medicine box to get the medicine.

Fu Qingliu was awakened in a daze, was helped up, was fed half a bowl of porridge and took medicine in a daze, and immediately fell into a deep sleep after lying down. She was breathing, and the air in her nose was somewhat The damp feeling unique to rainy days, as well as the clean and spotless faint smell, made her feel in a trance that she was living in a small two-story house in that rural town, and no one asked her to help her. The old man who returned was busy in the kitchen, and the stove was so warm that people wanted to hug a blanket and curl up in a corner to sleep...

I don't know how long it took, Fu Qingliu felt that he was awakened by the heat, the heavy rain had stopped, and the moonlight was so bright that it seemed that there were no dark clouds and heavy rain before.A dim and soft bedside lamp was on by the bedside, and I didn't know what time it was.

She was still a little dizzy, but she still had energy. When she sat up, she found that she was being pressed by three thick quilts. No wonder she felt like a ghost was pressing the bed in her deep sleep. It was a miracle that she could breathe smoothly. She was covered in sticky sweat, but she also knew that she was sick, so she didn't dare to take a bath rashly. Seeing a dry men's shirt on the chair beside the bed, she took off the two sweaty clothes on her body without thinking. Go, and then feel a little stomach ache from hunger.

I huddled under the quilt and rubbed my stomach for a while, not only failed to forget the stomach pain and fell asleep, but felt more and more painful, so I had to hold my stomach, got up and walked out of the room with the wall, thinking to go downstairs to see if there was any What to eat, or if you have stomach medicine.

Walking all the way to the entrance of the corridor, she was about to go downstairs, but her footsteps stopped suddenly. She looked up at the top floor, where the sound of the piano came.She involuntarily stood there and listened for a while, and gradually forgot that her stomach was still aching, and she was fascinated by the sound, and the footsteps that were going to go downstairs turned into going upstairs.

The roof of the villa is herringbone, so there is no balcony. This staircase leads to the only room at the top. At this time, the door is not locked. Fu Qingliu gently pushes the door open, and the door opens silently, and then She saw a beam of bright moonlight falling from the skylight on the roof, like a spotlight, the surroundings were dark and only he was shining. He was sitting in front of the white grand piano, facing her sideways, and he seemed to be playing it too. Fascinated, his head is slightly lowered, the beautiful half-length curly hair hangs obediently on both sides of his cheeks, the eyelashes on the half-drooped eyelids cast two moving silhouettes under his eyes, and his fingers are like works of art leisurely on the black and white keys Playing, playing a melodious and lingering chapter.

Fu Qingliu had the illusion of traveling through time and space and seeing a young nobleman playing the piano under the bright moonlight beside the Saint Agate River.

Fu Yixun is a well-deserved great artist, even Vienna, the mecca of music, welcomes his visit very much.

Fu Qingliu was fascinated by listening, and looked a little crazy. When the song was nearing the end, she suddenly stepped forward and walked over gently, sat down beside him, and Fu Yixun almost stopped playing because of surprise. It was time to reach out and take it smoothly and perfectly.

Fu Yixun stared at her serious and fascinated side face, saw her beautiful figure in a thin shirt looming, her jet-black hair hanging in front of her, her charm revealed a sense of tranquility and elegance, but the current atmosphere He couldn't think too much, he hooked the corners of his lips for a while, put his hands on the keys and followed, the perfect duet echoed in this empty room with only two people and a piano.

After the song was over, the room returned to calm. She sat quietly beside Fu Yixun, staring down at the piano keys, lost in memory. After a while, a faint voice rang out, "This is my grandma's favorite song."

When she was a child, she listened to this piece almost a hundred times because of her grandma, and she was fascinated by it. She is also a genius. Even if she doesn't like to learn the piano, she can play this piece very well. She thought it was too much She hadn't touched the piano for so long, and had already forgotten how to play it, but unexpectedly, the melody seemed to have been integrated into her soul. She just put her hands on the keys and played it naturally.

"Oh, thank you." He paused, "This is a song I made when I was 12 years old."

Fu Qingliu looked at Fu Yixun slowly, feeling as if he had been hit in the head with a stick and became dizzy.

Seeing Fu Qingliu looking at him in astonishment, he said again: "I am very talented in art."

Even a genius has something he is good at. Although as long as he is willing, he can learn almost anything quickly and well, but in art, he can learn it well without much effort. This is his talent. where.

Fu Qingliu rummaged through her memory in a daze, and finally vaguely remembered that her grandma once played this song and hugged her and said that the person who made this song was as talented as she was, and hoped that she would be as good as him in the future...

After doing it for a long time, my beloved grandma turned out to be a fan who paid ten days ago?Simon Evans?Pay ten days?
There was a sharp pain in the stomach, as if someone was scraping the stomach wall with a knife. Fu Qingliu groaned while clutching his stomach, and almost lay down on the keys of the piano. Even under the moonlight, his face was extremely pale.

(End of this chapter)