Lin Jiyue said with a smile: "No, I spent a long time shopping today, and it would be uncomfortable for you to wait for me. Just come and pick me up before dinner, and I will give you a call."
The driver nodded in agreement. Such conversations were not uncommon before. She had never been used to someone waiting for her.
After the driver left, Lin Jiyue turned and left.
The place where Zhuang Licheng settled was very secluded, a classical villa shaded by green trees. Zhuang Licheng should have given instructions to the servant a long time ago. When the servant opened the door and saw Lin Jiyue, he immediately led her inside, and her heart began to
Jumped up with a thump.
Lin Jiyue suddenly felt guilty. Even though she knew very well that I would never do anything to harm Zhuang Tianyao, could she really have a clear conscience when she met Zhuang Licheng alone like this?
The servant took her to a south-facing room. Zhuang Licheng was standing by the window, playing a flute in his hand. The tune he played was very familiar to her. It was the song after the death of Huang Yaoshi's wife in "Nine Yin Manual".
, the tune he always played when he missed his wife.
In the past, Lin Jiyue liked her very much, but Zhuang Licheng always didn't show off, but now, he has the appearance and spirit.
The servant quietly retreated. Lin Jiyue did not make a sound, just listened quietly, her heart ached, and her tears finally fell slowly.
What kind of emotion is Zhuang Licheng expressing? How many times has he played this piece of music so skillfully? What kind of mood does he play it with?
Once upon a time, what she envied most was the relationship between Huang Yaoshi and his wife, which would last until death and transcended souls and space. Even if they were separated forever, they would never leave each other. It was the relationship that she yearned for most when she was young.
After Zhuang Licheng finished blowing, he finally turned around, and Lin Jiyue quickly wiped away the tears on her face.
"Have you been here for a long time?" Zhuang Licheng asked with a smile, but the melancholy on his face was so obvious.
"Just came here."
"Since I separated from you, I have played this tune every night." Zhuang Licheng said lightly.
Lin Jiyue felt very sad and sour. She did not doubt Zhuang Licheng's words. His eyes said everything. She always believed that people can lie and even deceive themselves, but eyes cannot be fake.
"You played very well and were very professional." Lin Jiyue forced a smile.
When Zhuang Licheng heard what she said, a look of disappointment appeared on his face, and he immediately covered it up: "I'm really happy that you are still willing to come to see me. I thought I would never see you again in this life.
"
"I was also surprised. The world is really small."
Zhuang Licheng looked at me intently: "Last time we said goodbye in a hurry, I always wanted to know how you were doing. After I said goodbye to you, I sent someone to inquire and found out that Zhuang Tianyao was not bad to you, so I felt relieved. If you
If I am wronged, I will blame myself very much!"
Lin Jiyue felt a little uncomfortable. The servant came in and brought some tea and snacks, and then left again.
Zhuang Licheng personally poured a glass of milk for her and handed it to her: "In the past, you liked to drink this milk the most. You said that if you drink this often, your skin will be as white and tender as milk."
Lin Jiyue picked up the cup and took a sip. It was a familiar taste. Does Zhuang Licheng still remember everything between them? He is so stupid. He should let it go. Wouldn't this be self-destruction?
As if he understood what she was thinking, Zhuang Licheng sighed and sat down opposite her: "The happiest thing for me is to recall every moment between us, so that you seem to be still by my side."
Lin Jiyue finally sobbed: "Stop talking!"
"I'm sorry, Yueyue!" Zhuang Licheng hurriedly wiped her tears. Lin Jiyue jumped up in shock. She had never had physical contact with any man since she was with Zhuang Licheng.