Madam, president loves you secrectly

Like the devil in his heart, he couldn't have heaven and earth in his mind. He wanted to break his body and peep into the sky.

Seeing that he didn't answer, song Manxi's eyes were more soft, and his eyes gently fell on him.

This fool never speaks his heart to others and never shows his cowardice to others.

Even the injury was never exposed, either ignored or confused.

But I don't know that his injury will hurt her too.

Song Manxi casually wiped the tears on his face, suppressed his strong impulse to hold him, pretended to smile: "you know, I like... I like your piano, always."

At the beginning, Jun Xiao deeply suspected that what he heard was an illusion, so he was incomparably resistant to song Manxi.

The whole body collapsed tightly. He made a low voice to stop her: "enough... Stop."

Song Manxi paused for a moment, ignored him, but walked one or two steps closer: "why don't you say it? Because you can't play the sounds of nature now? Because you're not who you used to be?"

Jun Xiao wanted to refute and stop it, but he was stuck in his throat. He could only put the tip of his tongue against his cheek, and his body was very hot.

Song Manxi is still pressing. She doesn't allow him to shrink back again. In the past, you can't help anyone if you don't face it yourself.

"But for me, it's the same whether you were surrounded by that halo or you were alone."

"Because you are you, not someone else. No matter what you do or experience, you are still that you."

Jun Xiao thought at first that she wanted to talk about business with him. He didn't want to listen. He just wanted to find something to stop her from talking.

Inadvertently swept aside the piano, because over the years, although his right hand is not as flexible as before, and seasonal changes will be painful, he is not particularly confident in playing the piano.

But it can also be deliberately concealed so that the listener can't find the mistakes.

What's more, he didn't think song Manxi could hear it, and he specially modified it to make the direct connection of syllables more natural.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, he knew that she had heard the disharmony of the music, and thus came to the conclusion that she must have experienced something bad.

That's why he said something, because he couldn't play the voice of nature.

And is she praising? Or encourage him?

The huge chaos made Jun Xiao fall into a mood of worrying about gain and loss.

She was afraid of the comfort because there was a demand from him, and she was afraid that the comfort was true. If it was true, what was her state of mind? In what role?

friend?

Or childhood sweetheart?

Or because

Song Manxi stopped after saying that. She stood in place and carefully observed Jun Xiao's reaction.

Jun Xiaomo adjusted his mind for a while and looked up at the dazzling sky outside. He sat and she stood. The picture should have been good, so close.

But it seems that there is still a natural moat between them, pulling them far away.

Thinking of something, Jun Xiao stood fiercely. The dim light in his eyes had already extinguished. He calmly said, "it seems that you really have nothing to talk to me about. That's it. I'll go first."