Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

Mu Haitang and LAN LAN sit in the cafe and feel hurt secretly. They have different attitudes towards feelings, but they are equally helpless. No one could escape from their own plight. Mu Haitang thought of what Janet said. In time, there is only the illuminated moment, and the rest is darkness. She thought that falling in love with Leng Shaoxuan was an illuminated moment. In addition, she had been groping forward in the dark.

They sat speechless in the cafe for a long time. Until night fell, Lan Lan woke up like a dream, shook off her disappointment and forced herself to raise a free and easy smile, as if her previous encounter had been forgotten.

When Lan Lan sent Mu Haitang home, it was 8 p.m. when the market was busy, but they had no intention to go shopping, so they changed their original plan and went home early.

Mu Haitang watched Lan Lan's car disappear in front of the corner where the trees were hidden, and turned to enter the house. Although the day is still hot, but since the beginning of autumn, the evening wind has brought a trace of coolness.

When I entered the door, I found that the big house was empty. She shouted at sister Lin. After a while, hurried footsteps came from the backyard. Half a minute later, sister Lin pushed the door through the back door, looked at Mu Haitang and waited for her orders.

Mu Haitang looked at the soil in her hands. "Are you tending to the flowers?"

Sister Lin nodded. "The gardener, old Tang, is ill these days. He asked for a few days off and can't rest assured of his baby flowers. Please let me look after them."

Mu Haitang nodded and wanted to follow him. Finally, he gave up and waved, "I have nothing to do. I won't bother you. Go and be busy."

Sister Lin was about to turn around and suddenly remembered to ask, "has your wife had dinner?"

"Yes."

After getting a positive answer, sister Lin returned to the backyard with confidence.

Mu Haitang's mouth slightly reminds me that it feels good to be missed. With a deep sigh of relief, she went upstairs and returned to her room, but standing in the middle of the room, she didn't know what to do. Her life was too empty.

She suddenly remembered her conversation with LAN LAN. She suggested that she pick up her hobbies and herself. She thought that her music represented part of her self. Thinking of this, she went to her cloakroom and opened the sliding door. There were not only her clothes, but also her partners she had not seen for many years.

It stood quietly in a corner of the wardrobe, slightly covered by Mu Haitang's clothes, and only a part of the piano box was exposed.

Mu Haitang walked over with a complex mood, which was mixed with excitement, timidity and more guilt. She forgot it for three years.

She took out the box and opened the latch. The cello that had been with her for seven years lay quietly in the box. Looking at the long lost old man, Mu Haitang took a deep breath.

The piano was given to her by her father as an 18-year-old gift. It was made by a famous German zither maker. The materials are exquisite and natural. Her appearance is also faintly reflected on the slightly glowing piano board.

She took it out carefully. After so many years of not touching it, she was both familiar and strange. The strings were all loose and it took her a long time to tune. After preparation, she took it to the balcony and was ready to get familiar with it again.

What she didn't expect was that Leng Shaoxuan went home early with the person she didn't want to see.