Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

Mu Haitang moved a stool and sat down on the balcony. The cello leaned against her. Instead of playing the piano in a hurry, she sat quietly, trying to get back the familiar feeling.

The balcony of her room is facing the courtyard of the villa. There is a thatched pavilion in the courtyard. The neon lights around the pavilion look very romantic, which is very consistent with her mood at the moment.

The night sky tonight is very clear. The full moon is not obscured by clouds. Even the stars are shining their original light.

Through the dim yellow light in the courtyard, you can see sister Lin busy in front of the pavilion. She is bowing her back and changing soil for a basin of unreal plants. Although there is a trace of coolness in the wind, sister Lin often raises her hand to wipe the fine sweat on her forehead.

Everything in front of him gave Mu Haitang a sense of peace. She pressed the string with her left hand and pulled the bow with her right hand. She began to play the first music that jumped into her mind, the first cello Prelude in G major. When she was a student, she played this music countless times, and every note jumped in her mind.

The melodious sound of the cello began to float around the whole house.

Sister Lin, who was busy in the courtyard, looked back in surprise and saw Mu Haitang playing. She couldn't help standing in place. She completely forgot her work and just stared at Mu Haitang.

Although there was light on the ceiling of the balcony, the light in the bedroom was stronger, so mu Haitang almost carried light behind her back, and the bright white light lingered around her, as if it were a concrete note.

Sister Lin was fascinated. She didn't see Leng Shaoxuan coming from the corner of the house. As soon as he got home, he heard Mu Haitang's piano sound, and came here along with the sound. Looking up, she saw another completely different Mu Haitang. Her expression was focused. Every turning emotion in the music was reflected on her face. She completely entered the realm of selflessness.

Leng Shaoxuan followed Lin Anyue behind her. She looked at Mu Haitang on the balcony in surprise. After listening to it for a while, she pouted contemptuously and sneered in her heart. It's too cheap to make herself different in this way. Moreover, Mu Haitang's technology is really rusty. A long time ago, she was the favorite of the school. Now, although she played a whole song completely, she failed to deal with the rhythm and vibrato well.

Lin Anyue subconsciously looked at Leng Shaoxuan's expression. He just put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants and listened quietly. There were no obvious fluctuations. But from his serious look, he should also have listened to Mu Haitang's music. Thinking of this, Lin Anyue felt flustered and looked at Mu Haitang fiercely.

At the end of the song, Mu Haitang became exhausted. He didn't play the piano for a long time, which exhausted his strength. Just as she was about to put away her piano, she saw the three audience still standing downstairs and couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

Lin Anyue's eyes turned, clapped enthusiastically, raised her voice and shouted, "nice to hear! Begonias are great." then she turned to Leng Shaoxuan with a bright smile, "brother Shaoxuan, is it nice to hear?"

Leng Shaoxuan was still expressionless, but nodded slightly.

Lin Anyue seemed to be interested and shouted happily, "I'll try too."