Chen Wenwen sat bored on the sofa. Seeing that Huan Chu had not come down for so long, she decided to go up and take a look. When she walked to the stairs, she heard soft sounds of piano coming from the stairs. After only a few notes, Chen Wenwen, who had a superior family background, realized that it was Chopin's immortal masterpiece "Nocturne".

Chen Wenwen couldn't help but smile: "I didn't expect this guy to be a little romantic. He had to listen to classical music when taking a shower." He didn't care whether Huan Chu was taking a shower, and walked upstairs in his slippers. He was about to laugh at him, but he saw Huan Chu sitting in front of the piano with his back to her. The music in his ears actually came from Huan Chu's ten fingers that kept flowing on the keys.

Chen Wenwen was stunned. She also learned piano for a while when she was a child. Although she was considered to be lacking in talent, she gave up, but years of hard work naturally gave her extraordinary knowledge of piano. She would play the piano and practice when she was idle, otherwise she would not have played a famous piano worth nearly one million at home.

Even though Chen Wenwen was very knowledgeable, she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Huan Chu: "This...is he actually played?" Chen Wenwen had listened to many concerts, and before the end of the world, her friends could have some pianos, but this was still the first time she heard such a smooth and beautiful "Nocturne".

Huan Chu's back is matched with elegant music, but it shows a hint of loneliness and loneliness. However, the loneliness and glory of the music on him are not at all unmatched, but instead gives people a unique feeling, as if this masterpiece should have been played by a lonely prodigal son to show its charm. It makes people think of Xin Jiaxuan's "Qingyu Case": "I searched for him in the crowd for thousands of times, but when I look back, the man was in the dim light."

Chen Wenwen, leaning beside the stairs, was brought to the bright night by the poetic and picturesque music. The jade-like moonlight shone on her body, with a hint of chill in the brightness. She, who has a very high musical literacy, naturally understood that this chill was the charm of Huan Chu's playing.

As Huan Chu played, Chen Wenwen seemed to hear several nightingales flapping their wings in their ears, making sounds, crying like crying, making people unable to help but want to devote all their energy to listen to their stories.

The movement gradually came to an end, but Huan Chu raised a tone in contrast to the rules. The already soft sound of the piano suddenly became excited again, as if a prickly bird was whining loudly before leaving, and it seemed to be telling the pianist's anger and unwillingness, harsh, but so beautiful. As the last note slipped in his ears, Chen Wenwen, who was already intoxicated, couldn't help but "pa" to applaud Huan Chu.

Huan Chu was immersed in his memory of the old man, but a burst of applause suddenly came from his ears, and he woke up immediately. Huan Chu was all in his body and mind just now, but he forgot about Chen Wenwen who was waiting downstairs.

At this time, seeing Chen Wenwen standing behind her and applauding her, she couldn't help but smile and slowly stood up. Although she hadn't touched the piano for five or six years, Huan Chu knew that the level of "Nocturne" just now was much higher than when she won the gold medal, because she completely integrated her longing for the old man and her grief and anger during the years when she played it. She didn't know when she wanted to play the same level of work again.

Chen Wenwen is a smart woman. Seeing Huan Chu saying nothing, she walked downstairs without saying a word. When she thought of the loneliness in the sound of the piano just now, she naturally knew that he was probably immersed in some memories of the past, and did not disturb him. She just looked at the back of Huan Chu who was gradually moving away.

What kind of man is this? I thought that Huan Chu's calm mind and agile skills were already surprising enough when facing zombies, but I didn't expect that he had such a piano skill, and I don't know how much he had not revealed in front of me. Thinking of this, Chen Wenwen became more and more reluctant to believe that Huan Chu claimed to be an ordinary otaku, and secretly made up her mind that one day she would dig out all the secrets of the man in front of her.

But not long after, Chen Wenwen's lonely back appeared in her mind when she played the piano. She couldn't help but guess what Huan Chu thought of so sad. But the first thing that appeared in her mind was the word "girlfriend". When she thought that Huan Chu might still love her "ex-girlfriend" (actually it doesn't exist at all), Chen Wenwen couldn't help but feel uneasy.

By the time Chen Wenwen calmed down, Huan Chu had recovered from the mood of "Nocturne" and was looking around absent-mindedly. Seeing this, Chen Wenwen sat down next to Huan Chu, plucked up the courage and said, "You played it so well just now."

"That's right, don't look at who I am." Huan Chu had indeed returned to his usual appearance and replied casually, but his thief eyes were aiming at Chen Wenwen.

Chen Wenwen obviously felt Huan Chu's malicious gaze, suppressed her desire to get angry, spat in secret, and continued to ask, "But "Nocturne" doesn't seem to feel so sad, right?"

Huan Chu was surprised. Obviously, he didn't expect Chen Wenwen could actually hear her changes. But then he thought that the piano he played just now belonged to the queen. It was natural that she had a considerable musical literacy, so he took back his irregular eyes and replied, "Well, I changed a little."

"Why?" Chen Wenwen suddenly became a curious baby.

"I remembered some people and some things." Huan Chu lit a cigarette and said casually.

"Can you talk to me?" Chen Wenwen asked unyieldingly.

Huan Chu was stunned, then stared at the woman in front of him and asked, "Do you want to know?" After receiving the queen's affirmative answer, Huan Chu seemed to be still unsure, and still looked at the queen with confusion: "You really want to know."

It was not until he saw the queen nodding again with a black line that Huan Chu confirmed that Chen Wenwen was indeed asking her questions, so he took a sip of cigarettes, sorted out his thoughts, and said slowly: "Well, it's almost ten years..."

"Ten years? He is only about twenty years old now. Ten years ago, he was only ten years old, so he was in love?" Chen Wenwen maintained the expression of a curious baby, and her little head was also running rapidly. Huan Chu was confused and said to the queen as soon as she spoke. Moreover, the queen also added a sentence in her heart: "It's very early."

"At that time, I was ten years old, and he should have been seventy years old." Huan Chu's thoughts were completely immersed in the past, and he did not notice the strange expression of the woman in front of him. He continued: "The first time we met was at his house..."

If you want to blame, you can only blame Chinese, which is different from he (he) and she (she). With preconceived ideas, Chen Wenwen naturally subconsciously regarded "he" as "she". Hearing these words of Huan Chu, he was shocked and his face became as smelly as if he had eaten a toad. He couldn't help but spit out the boiling water he had just drunk, and just sprayed Huan Chu's face.

Huan Chu was pulled back from the memory by the queen's sip of cold water. She was looking at the queen blankly, but she saw her face strange and constipated expression. Huan Chu was stunned, but heard the queen's trembling voice say, "You are ten years old, she is seventy years old, your orientation..."

With Huan Chu's IQ, he immediately understood and couldn't help but look at Chen Wenwen with a black thread: "Where have you thought of me?"

"Ah? Where are you thinking? Aren't you talking about your first love?" This time it was Chen Wenwen's turn to be confused and looked at Huan Chu with an innocent look on her face.

When Huan Chu thought of Chen Wenwen's interpretation of the ten and seventy years old, his face became even darker, and finally broke out: "What's the mess in your mind? When did I say this is my first love!!!"

Chen Wenwen was shouted loudly by Huan Chu and realized that something was wrong. It seemed that there was something wrong with her understanding. Looking at Huan Chu with an angry look, she asked carefully: "Then what are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about my piano teacher!" Huan Chu shouted.

Chen Wenwen relaxed when she heard this, completely ignored Huan Chu who was furious beside her, and patted her chest and said, "Oh, let's say it earlier. I'll just say it, just let's fall in love early at the age of ten, after all, it's not impossible. But falling in love with seventy at the age of ten is too outrageous, and I can't help but doubt your sexual orientation."

Seeing that Chen Wenwen was not at all conscious of doing something wrong, Huan Chu's expression on her face became even more strange. She kindly accepted her request and told her about her experience. Even if she was labeled as early love, she almost became a pervert. Looking at Chen Wenwen who looked at her innocently, Huan Chu couldn't get angry at all, and only hated why her nerves were so tough. At this time, she couldn't faint, so that she could no longer feel so depressed.

But he didn't notice the slightest sly sly sly passing through the corners of the queen's mouth and the deep pupils. When Huan Chu looked at him, Chen Wenwen quickly pretended to have an innocent expression, as if she was saying, "If you don't explain it clearly, how can you blame someone if you understand it wrong?" At the same time, she secretly said in her heart: "Stinky Huan Chu, I'll tell you to bully me all the time. I'll finally make you lose face this time."
Chapter completed!