The flamboyant silver-white hair in front of his forehead covered his blurred eyes. The bright eyes that filtered in from the window shone unobstructedly on his pupils, casting a strange and tired light.
The wind passed by, flying up his hair and dancing around her skirt,
"h, fall in love with you",
Flowing like thick ink, overlapping on the ground
The quiet voice echoed in the empty and silent villa, especially clear
h, fall in love with you
h, fall in love with you
h, fall in love with you
Xia Nuonuo was stunned in place
"How about it, I play pretty well." He seemed to be mocking himself or showing off. He opened his eyes, dragged his chin with one hand, and leaned on the silver-white piano. The indescribably beautiful sunlight filtered in from the window.
It illuminates his golden outline
It seems to be shining on an angel who has fallen into the world, blooming with a beauty that makes people fall.
"Sensational Party" Xia Nuonuo did it with a smile. His fingers gently attached to the piano, and his head buzzed. In an instant, Xia Nuonuo felt a tearing pain in his heart.
"Okay, Nono" Jie Luoxian panicked and took Xia Nono's hand. The pure golden light fell along the edge of the leaves, flowing on their joined hands, blooming with dazzling light.
"Haha" Xia Nuonuo laughed dryly, looked at his fingers, and frowned in confusion. Why, when his hands were placed on the piano keys, there was that kind of heart-wrenching pain in the fingers.
It's like a mermaid walking on the tip of a needle, tearing and painful
"Nono, do you... hate Han Ji'er?" Ji Luoxian deliberately changed the subject, and Xia Nono couldn't help but be slightly confused.
What a beautiful boy... His beauty seems to be illusory and transparent... As if he will disappear at any time...
"I'm a nymphomaniac, cough." Ji Luoxian seemed to enjoy the feeling of being stared at by Xia Nuonuo, and he scratched her little nose lovingly. "I'm not narcissistic."
Two red clouds appeared
Every time I meet him... I have an inexplicable feeling.
"You haven't answered my question yet." As if he was afraid that she would continue to think wildly, Ji Luoxian interrupted Xia Nuonuo's thoughts. "What's your question?" Xia Nuonuo raised her head.
"Wow, hello..." Ji Luoxian opened her mouth in an exaggerated manner. Did she not listen to him seriously at all?
"Do you hate Han Ji'er? If so, I will help you get it back."