What if she can never remember herself and hate herself forever?
Lao Xia pursed her lips and looked at Bai Anyuan innocently, "I don't understand what you said..."
Bai Anyuan twitched the corner of his mouth. No matter how sincere and touching he was, Lao Xia couldn't understand...
Silently looking at the familiar beautiful face, Bai Anyuan's dark pupils had an affectionate and painful look, he sat down, stretched out his fingers, and gently played the piano.
A song "Flower Moon" played. It was an episode of Li Canchen's TV show "Lao Xia". It was a very beautiful and cheerful song, and it gave me a feeling of happiness.[
Qiao Laoxia listened blankly to this series of familiar music and said nothing for a long time.
Bai Anyuan glanced at her expression and was a little happy, "What's wrong, Lao Xia, have you remembered?"
While playing, I asked.
Lao Xia frowned, "Stop talking and keep playing!"
In fact, there was no other meaning. Lao Xia just felt that this song was too familiar. Old man, sometimes she dreamed about hearing this rhythm.
Does she have any history with this man? Why are they so familiar?
After the song ended, Bai Anyuan stared at Lao Xia, his eyes full of anticipation. His pointed chin showed that he had suffered a lot for Lao Xia in the past month or so.
"Do you remember?"
Seeing that Qiao Laoxia didn't answer for a long time, Bai Anyuan asked cautiously. Laoxia raised his eyebrows and said, "That sounds pretty good."
"Any more?"
"there is none left."
Lao Xia answered briefly, tilting her head and holding her chin, "But... it feels very familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it, and... I sometimes hear this rhythm in my dreams."
Bai Anyuan was overjoyed, "Then...have you ever dreamed of me?"
Lao Xia twitched the corner of her mouth and looked at the haggard Bai Anyuan seriously, "You? Uncle, please save it! You look so old and ugly, how could I dream of you?"
There was a bang in Bai Anyuan's head, and he almost flew into the air at Lao Xia's words. He stared at Lao Xia dumbfounded.
Is this really Lao Xia after amnesia? She speaks so viciously?
Someone walked in and sneered, interrupting the two people's gaze, "I heard that you are Mr. Bai. This must be Miss Qiao who made Xiao'er's heart flutter, right?"
Lao Xia raised his head and saw a man in his fifties or sixties with gray hair standing in front of the piano room in high spirits.