President love his wife ardently

This time, Gu jiuci clearly saw that his father was shocked. Then he stared at him with red eyes. He couldn't believe it.

"Well. By the way, Dad, is the key to the piano room in your place

Gu jiuci was surprised. He thought Gu Qingyuan didn't care so much about her. He didn't expect to pick up the violin again. His reaction would be so great.

"Here... Here, I'll find you!"

Gu Qingyuan's voice was trembling. He walked upstairs quickly.

Su Furong was stunned, but she quickly gathered her real mood and asked Gu jiuci with a smile.

"Ah Ci, why do you suddenly want to learn piano again?"

"It's idle anyway. Find something to do."

Gu jiuci replied casually. Her tone is consistent with her previous style. Sufurong has no doubt about it. She thought she was the same as before, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days.

"Oh, so it is."

Soon, Lao Gu came down from upstairs and handed her a delicate key.

Because his mother loves piano very much, he built a piano room at home. It's a pure European decoration style, and even the door keys are very delicate.

Gu jiuci opens the piano room. Instead of the dust in her imagination, everything is as new as if she and her mother were practicing here yesterday.

She picked up a violin next to the piano, just like in those days, standing in front of the window, gently pulling up.

The moment when the Blue Danube sounded, it seemed that back to a few years ago, my mother sat at the piano and accompanied her, smiling so softly.

The sound of the zither reached the master's bedroom upstairs through the window. Gu Qingyuan sat in front of the window, holding a picture frame in his hand, and tears streamed down his face.

In that picture frame is the last picture of Su Yunchao.

She is not the only one who brings up the past?

*Gu jiuci chose a violin from Grandpa Huo and asked his second brother to send him back to Yuju.

This time, she remembered that she was going to have dinner with the devil.

The application of foreign universities is earlier than that of domestic universities. Gu jiuci is worried about her own students. Anyway, the devil hasn't come back, so she practices in the living room now.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Huo Mingche stepped into the yard and heard a familiar piece of music. His body stopped abruptly, which made Zhan Ying's face change and looked into the room warily.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"It's OK. You go down first."

Huo Mingche didn't look at Zhan Ying. His eyes passed through the porch, and he kept firmly locked on the girl in the living room who was playing the piano with her back to him.

When Zhan Ying left, Huo Mingche relaxed his steps and approached slowly. His deep eyes could not see any emotion, but his hands hung on both sides, clenched faintly, as if he was trying to restrain any emotion.

Gu jiuci was immersed in the piano sound. At the end of the song, she lost her breath with satisfaction. As soon as she turned around, she saw the big devil standing behind her, and then she came towards him with a smile, angry and strange.

"When did you come back? How come there's not even a sound? "

"It sounds good."

The man opened his lips lightly and stared at her meaningfully.

"I also think it's very good. After so many years, I picked it up again and practiced. Fortunately, I didn't forget too much."

Gu jiuci's tone was relaxed in response to the words of the great devil. He thought that Huo Mingche was just talking to himself about Qin, and didn't realize the unusual in his eyes.

"Let's eat quickly. I'm starving! Today, aunt Ming specially cooked spicy hot pot! "

When it comes to eating, Gu jiuci's eyes brighten again.

"I'll play the piano first. I'll tell you something later!"