He had taken off his suit and was only wearing a white shirt, with the cuffs and collar tied tightly... His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of light.
So beautiful.
He really started playing, and not only played, he also sang, as if to try out a speaker, and he even brought a headset.
When she heard his voice ringing in her ears, she almost fainted with happiness.
Looking at the figure playing the piano, she cried. When she felt the tears flowing down, she raised her hand and wiped her face with the back of her hand. The schoolbag she was carrying hit the upright chair board and made a sharp sound.
It happened to be a staccato part, and the sound was so sharp and obvious in the empty stadium.
Leng Zimo's raised hand stopped in mid-air, and he turned to look in her direction.
She was so nervous that she just stood up in panic and tried desperately to escape.
After squatting for too long, her feet were already numb. She only ran two steps before falling weakly on the steps.
"Who...stop...what..."
There were footsteps and shouts approaching behind me.
Her feet and heart were shaking so much that she couldn't stand up. She raised her face and a bright light came over her. She subconsciously raised her hands to cover her eyes.
"I...I'm not a bad person...I...I'm a fan of Leng Zimo. I like his songs and movies very much. I..."
A palm stretched out from the light.
It was an impossibly beautiful palm, with a jade-like complexion and long knuckles. Each nail was perfectly groomed and the fingers were slightly curved.
"hand."
The other party only said one word, but he was just that kind of person, but he had the power that she couldn't refuse.
She stretched out her hand, tremblingly, cautiously, and with a bit of hesitation.
The hand reached out, held her palm, and pulled her up from the ground with a little force.
When she stood up, the light beam had moved away, and her eyes had readjusted to the light, and then she saw a person - that was, Leng Zimo!
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Then, there are countless Leng Zimo.
Leng Zimo who was drugged by her in the hotel, Leng Zimo who pressed her on his body and asked who she was, Leng Zimo who pulled her and told her to get out, Leng Zimo who taught her how to dance, and changed songs for her
Leng Zimo, the Leng Zimo who wrapped her wound in cling film, the Leng Zimo who said he loved her on the phone, the Leng Zimo who kissed her and hugged her, the Leng Zimo who was tricked into going to the hypnosis table by her,
Leng Zimo smiled at her on the operating table, Leng Zimo looked stunned at the wedding, Leng Zimo served her breakfast on the island...
"Xiao Qian?"
In her ears, there was a sound that seemed to come across thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally reached her ears.
She recognized the voice and opened her eyes suddenly.
Her vision was a little blurry, but then it gradually became clear that it was Leng Zimo who appeared in front of her.
Ten years later, his face has hardly changed much from that time.
Countless him finally overlapped and turned into the rich and three-dimensional Leng Zimo. That was her Leng Zimo.
"Xiao Qian..." Leng Zimo looked at her and asked cautiously, "You... do you still remember me?"
"I have worshiped you for eight years since I was twelve, how could I not remember?" she asked.
He was delighted, "What then?"
"Then..." she smiled, "I loved you for six years."
Today is her birthday. After today, she will be 26 years old. More than half of her life has been related to him, and she is destined to be related to him in the future.
