Chapter 85

When Xi Jinyan heard Bo Qing say he was going to prepare dinner, his dark eyes lit up a little, paused and nodded.

Bo Qing went to the kitchen and was ready to simply fry two small dishes, but when he entered the kitchen, he found that there were not only no ingredients, but also all kinds of spices.

Why are the pots and pans so well prepared?

When art is on display?

Bo Qing shook his head reluctantly, looked at Jin Yan who was really resting on the sofa, hooked his lips, took out his mobile phone, sent wechat to Baijian, listed a long list and asked Baijian to buy it according to the list.

She put down her cell phone, walked over and sat down next to Xi Jinyan. "Mr. Xi, I asked Bai tezhu to send food and some necessities. Um... Can I talk to you now?"

Xi Jinyan slowly opened his eyes, slightly turned his head and looked at thin tilt, "yes."

Thin tilted his eyes and blinked. He silently looked at Xi Jin Yan for a while and asked, "can I ask you some privacy questions?"

Xi Jinyan thought of what Bo Qing had said before and said, "then I'll see if I touch my bottom line."

Bo felt familiar with this, smiled and asked, "can I ask you why you suffer from insomnia and anorexia?"

Hearing the speech, Xi Jin Yan's eyes were a little dark again. He was silent for a moment and said, "No."

The woman five years ago was an accident in her life.

Xi Jinyan's life is regular from childhood to childhood, but she broke her own law

When Bo Qing got this answer, he just paused, but he was not angry. "It doesn't matter."

"Can I ask lawyer Bo a question?" Jin Yanhu asked.

Bo Qing was puzzled and nodded, "ask."

"In fact, it's not a problem. I just think it's strange." Xi Jinyan's voice is very low, like talking to Bo Qing and talking to himself. "Maybe lawyer Bo and I really have a lot of fate."

"Cough... Cough..." Bo Qing finally coughed out, "I... cough... I know what Mr. Xi means. I also think it's strange that I can let Mr. Xi sleep. Maybe it's really fate, fate."

It was fate that she went to bed that night five years ago.

Bo Qing really didn't want to hear what happened five years ago. He immediately cut off the topic, "can Mr. Xi play the piano?"

Xi Jinyan nodded, "does lawyer Bo want to hear?"

"Ah?" Bo Qing didn't expect Xi Jinyan to ask. He was flattered, smiled and said, "OK."

Xi Jinyan got up slowly, walked barefoot and sat down in front of the piano. His slender fingers danced on the piano, and the sweet sound of the piano poured into a room like the bright moonlight outside the window.

Bo Qing looked at Xi Jin Yan sitting in the dreamy luster woven by the light and moonlight, with the familiar sound of music pouring into his ears, and something rippled in his heart.

She couldn't help walking over, sat down beside Xi Jinyan, looked at him with a smile, raised her hands and kept up with Xi Jinyan's rhythm.

This starry sky is the first song she learned.

Because of the thin tilt, the piano sound flowing in the room is more full.

They have full tacit understanding, as if they have known each other for many years. At the moment, silence is better than sound, and music is the best communication.