Qi and blood surged onto their heads, Liang Qin couldn't help but tremble.

After hearing these first reactions, she felt that the man in front of her who was too young - or to her, was just a boy, but just a few harsh words of youth and atrocities.

But after he finished speaking, he did not turn around and leave with great enthusiasm. Instead, he stood there and looked at her calmly and confidently, but instead made her unable to stand up, and this perception collapsed little by little.

Just like when he said, "I pursue your daughter's will, it will never be terminated by anyone's interference." Later, he did what he said, he said tonight, not pretending to be a hero.

If after listening to Liang Yixuan's words today, Liang Qin still thinks that young people are too naive, and thinks that time and reality will always break up these two newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers. Then at this moment, she is indeed a little shaken.

People who have been operating music for decades and people who have been dancing ballet for decades are essentially the same kind of people who are stubborn and believe in their own way.

She couldn't separate them.

Time or reality may not be possible.

Liang Qin turned her head away, closed her eyes and calmed down for a moment, so that she would not look too disobedient, and then turned her eyes and spoke slowly: "I am her mother, why would I be like that..." She took a deep breath, "Dirty thoughts?"

"Mr. Bian, if you can do what you said today in the future, of course I will be happy for my daughter and wish you all the best. But before that, please don't rudely point fingers at my relationship with my daughter. How long have you known her, how long have you been involved in her life, and just guess her family like this?"

"Ms. Liang," Bian Xu smiled and lowered his eyes. "I didn't want to say some things at first. After all, she doesn't tell you that there is always her reason. But no one says it. You may never know your relationship with your daughter, so I will take my own initiative."

Liang Qin frowned.

"You shouldn't know that she had acute Achilles tendonitis while on a tour in Europe in August. It took almost three months to go from physical therapy to rehabilitation after returning home. This is the real reason why she hasn't performed for so long."

Liang Qin shook her head in surprise: "Why... why didn't she tell me..."

Bian Xu held the corner of her mouth and looked at her faintly: "Compared with you, of course I have known her for a short time, and it is not her strict family member, but I know that she doesn't tell her grandmother about this because she is afraid that her grandmother will worry, but not tell you, because she is afraid that you will be disappointed. Do you understand the difference?"

Liang Qin's face suddenly turned pale.

"I think that as your daughter, the luckiest and only lucky thing is that she fell in love with ballet under your enlightenment. Otherwise, she would have been forced to inherit your dreams, and these twenty-one years of life would have been a complete tragedy."

After Bian Xu finished speaking, he nodded to Liang Qin, saying that he had finished speaking and turned around and got on the car.

The car drove away, and on the cold night, Liang Qin remained still in place.

*

After Liang Qin left, Liang Yixuan and her grandmother had a simple supper. After packing up the dishes, they were idle. They sent a text message to Bian Xu and asked him what he was doing. They didn't wait for a reply for a while.

At noon, Liang Yixuan took advantage of her grandmother and mother cooking in the kitchen and sent a text message to Bian Xu that she was staying at her grandmother's house tonight so that he would not have to come to pick her up again.

Bian Xu replied in a second, saying that he would come to pick her up to work tomorrow morning.

Liang Yixuan received such an on-time text message reply for the first time, and she thought that he would never leave his phone now.

But there was nothing urgent, and seeing that Bian Xu didn't reply, Liang Yixuan accompanied her grandmother to visit her next neighbor's grandma's house, and chatted and ate after dinner.

As the old people gathered, they chatted about everything. This one complained about their wife and the old sister who complained about dancing square dance together, held a complaint meeting.

Liang Yixuan sat on the small stool beside her, listening to them chatting happily in dialect, and occasionally interjecting a few words, it was quite quick to pass the time.

When the grandmas were talking about the rise, Liang Yixuan's phone suddenly vibrated.

She looked down at the caller ID, and saw that it was Bian Xu, and sneaked out of the side door of her grandma's house and answered the phone.

"I just saw the text message, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong with me?" On the other end of the phone, Bian Xu had just returned to Lanchen Tianfu from the southern suburbs. After getting off the car, he saw the text message in the underground garage and directly replied to the phone.

"Can't you talk to you if you're fine?" Liang Yixuan muttered.

"Yes, why can't you? I don't think you have anything else."

"What else?"

"For example, let me come and pick you up."

"No, I told you that I'll spend the night here tonight. Do you want to pick me up so much?"

Bian Xu smiled softly: "Sanqiu is half over, what do you think?"

Liang Yixuan was stunned for a moment before she realized that he was saying "Three Autumns" that "not seeing each other for a day is like three autumns after three autumns."

"Then what are you doing all three Qiu?" Liang Yixuan chuckled softly.

Bian Xu entered the elevator from the underground garage and replied casually: "Bored."

“Who says freelancers are not boring?”

"That's right, who said that?" Bian Xu twitched.

Liang Yixuan was amused again.

"Where are you crying today?" Bian Xu suddenly asked.

"Why are you crying?"

After Liang Yixuan asked, she realized what Bian Xu meant and answered: "No, my mother agreed that I have fallen in love with you."

Liang Yixuan did not tell Liang Qin's turn. It was not that she intended to report good news but not bad news, but that she learned the thinking of the side and thought for confidence - but what is it, but she only heard her mother say, "Mom agrees to take a step back and allow you to fall in love with that boy."

Bian Xu said with a long tone: "Can you fall in love with me? Congratulations."

"..." Yes, she is so honorable and worthy of congratulations.

Liang Yixuan shook her head and asked about the serious matter: "Have you had a good meal at home alone today?"

The elevator went up to the top floor, and moved the door away with a "ding" sound. Bian Xu covered his cell phone and walked out lightly: "I've eaten."

"Why don't you ask me if I eat?"

"If you don't settle down on your grandma's supper, can you chat with me?"

"It seems like you are very pitiful here with me."

Bian Xu held the phone in one hand and raised the other hand to press the fingerprint lock. When he thought of the sound recognition effect, he lowered his hand and leaned against the door panel: "You just asked if you sent me a text message after washing the dishes."

"Okay, yes." Liang Yixuan touched her nose.

"What are you doing now?"

Liang Yixuan stood under the eaves of the old house, looking at the yellow moon in the sky: "Looking at the moon, it's not half a moon, why is the moon so bright tonight?

Bian Xu turned his head, looked out from the window in the corridor, and thought for a while and said, "Because the moon is thinking of you."

Liang Yixuan laughed again: "You really think that you are the moon when you were young and you didn't know each other before?"

"Liang Yixuan, am I self-indulgent or you? I said I am thinking of you?"

Liang Yixuan choked: "...Then I'll hang up the phone."

"Only people who really want to hang up the phone will hang up directly. Those who say this are mostly waiting for someone to say good things to coax her."

“…”

Liang Yixuan really wanted to sew his mouth, and when she heard her grandmother in the inner room tell her to go home, she muttered: "Then I will let you know what an extraordinary person is today."

As he said that, he cut off the phone.

*

On the other end of the phone, in the bright corridor, Bian Xu looked at the interrupted call interface and smiled, frowned again, and pressed the position of her stomach.

He opened the fingerprint lock with one hand and sent Lu Yuan a text message: "Order a meal and deliver it to Lanchen Tianfu."

Lu Yuan replied in seconds: "Okay boss, are you two people?"

Border narration: "One."

Lu Yuan: "Ah, weren't you going out with Miss Liang today? You two had a quarrel just now, right?"

Bian Xu: "Are you working in the neighborhood committee? If you want to get more salary, just talk less nonsense."

Lu Yuan: "Lu Yuan takeout, the mission will be achieved."

*

Liang Yixuan accompanied her grandmother back home, went upstairs to take a hot shower, and went into her small room, lay down in the quilt and took out her cell phone to see if there were any new calls or new news.

Unexpectedly, Bian Xu actually called her while she was taking a shower.

Seeing that she didn't answer, she sent two text messages in a row -

"Doudou, are you still angry?"

"I'm driving here if you don't answer the phone."

Liang Yixuan quickly replied: "It's not so easy to get angry. I'm just taking a shower. Don't come here, won't you meet tomorrow?"

Bian Xu replied to the message this time: "I want to see you now."

Liang Yixuan: "That's it..."

Bian Xu: "Hmm?"

Liang Yixuan: "You open WeChat."

Bian Xu did not reply again, probably because he entered the WeChat interface.

Liang Yixuan also opened WeChat, clicked on the message box of the border, and dialed a video call.

The phone was instantly connected as soon as it rang.

Liang Yixuan didn't expect Bian Xu to answer so quickly, and she didn't adjust the angle. She was about to raise her phone and point the front camera at her. She saw the picture on the screen at a glance. With a trembling hand, the phone slid off the bed and fell to the ground.
To be continued...