Chapter 649

To be able to listen to such a touching piano music to open the prelude of the day is actually a pleasant thing.

All day long, Su Nuan felt that he was in such peace and joy.

She treats everyone around her and deals with everything in a peaceful way. She is a vegetarian, actively exercises and pursues spiritual satisfaction. The smile on her face increases unconsciously.

Xiaobao has found out.

He looked up from the drawing board and looked at her with a smile: "Mom, you are very happy today."

"Yes, son, let mom see what you drew." Su Nuan walked by and saw that the house they lived in was on the colorful drawing board. Although the painting was extremely simple, he could still see the general appearance.

Psychological experts say that every child with autism actually has a colorful world that adults can't enter. Su Nuan finally believes it, but she also thanks this patient and famous psychologist. He finds the world in Xiaobao's heart, and opens the door to his world, so that people can enter it gently, and then grow up with him.

Su Nuan encouraged him: "the painting is very good, Xiao Bao. Mom is going to cook. Would you like to continue painting?"

He nodded, bowed, and continued to paint on the drawing board.

Su Nuan went to the supermarket this morning to buy fresh beef and a live fish.

She spent the afternoon stewing a pot of fragrant beef, making a fish head hot pot, frying a fish flavored shredded meat, which filled the room with fragrance.

She opened the kitchen window, but when the opposite aunt Susan passed by, she waved to her: "Hi, wennuan, what have you done, so fragrant?"

She was born with a loud voice, so many people opened the kitchen window.

Su warm smile, said to them: "stewed beef, I'll come to you later."

She found all the little bowls in the kitchen and filled them with a full bowl. And then go door to door.

In fact, needless to say, she was going to let everyone have a taste.

When they saw the beef in her hand, they were all surprised and exchanged polite greetings, so Su Wen came back.

Everyone who has friendship has given it.

There is a small bowl left on the table.

Su Nuan thought of her neighbor.

It's a wonderful experience that she wakes up every morning in the sound of his piano.

She didn't have any contribution, but he gave her such a good mood. Su Nuan wanted to express her gratitude.

The reason why she was so sure that her neighbor was a gentleman's man was that today she saw a suit of men's clothes hanging on his balcony.

The beef stew is rotten, and the aroma is passing away in the gradual cooling.

Su Nuan put away his hesitation, with a gentle smile, knocked on the door of the neighbor.

As she expected, it was a young man in his early thirties who opened the door.

A thick brown curly hair was a little fluffy by the warm breeze of the setting sun. The thick eyelashes, like two small feathers, gently covered the blue eyes as pure as the sea. His high nose makes people feel that his facial features are deep and three-dimensional. He gives Su Nuan a perfect 45 degree face. His thin lips make su Nuan think of David instantly.

What's more, he is different from most white people who have pure white skin so transparent that blood vessels can almost be seen. Instead, he has a healthy wheat complexion and a tortoiseshell like warm light.

His pure eyes first showed a bit of shock, and then flashed a smile of approval. Looking at Su Nuan in front of him, he said: "hello."

The voice of thin lips is as soft as the most beautiful velvet, and his elegant accent shows his good birth.

"What can I do for you?"

Su Nuan slightly smile, some embarrassed picked up his stewed beef: "every morning is you playing the piano, very beautiful, I wake up in such a wonderful piano sound every day, so, this is my little thanks." She speaks English very fluently.

His eyes flashed the reward, and then asked: "are you Korean?"

"No," she said, shaking her head, "I'm Chinese."

"Ah, ha," he said with a little shock on his face, but he quickly omitted it, and then said with a smile, "then I'd better ask for my orders than be respectful."

"May I help you?" Su Nuan is a little confused.

"Isn't that right?" he asked himself

It's better to be obedient than respectful.

Su warm thought.

When she said it, he immediately seconded: "yes, I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Ha, Su Nuan is really laughing.

He looked at her strangely. Su Nuan was a little embarrassed. He quickly stopped smiling and asked him, "who taught you your Chinese?"

He scratched his head: "I am a Chinese friend, and then self-study."

It's no wonder that Su Nuan thinks it's very good to say so.When the phone rings in the room, he says sorry, and Su Nuan says goodbye: "I'll go first. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Back in the room, Xiao Bao is still painting. Su Nuan takes him to wash his hands and sits back at the table to eat.

Halfway through the washing, the doorbell rang.

She went to open the door. Unexpectedly, it was her new neighbor standing outside the door.

He was holding Su Nuan's empty bowl in one hand and a beautiful golden hair in the other: "it's very presumptuous, but I have to trouble you, beautiful lady. Thank you for your wonderful dinner. It's really delicious. But one of my friends had an accident. I may have to leave for a few days, so my baby may have to trouble you to take care of it for a few days, OK?"

Without waiting for her answer, he pulled out a golden retriever from behind.

Su Nuan was startled. She had never been with a dog before.

What's more, it's such a temporary Commission.

But Xiaobao, seeing the golden hair, ran over excitedly, wanted to reach out and touch its ear, but was a little afraid.

It's a giant, after all.

The man seemed to see the desire in Xiaobao's eyes. He lowered his head, put the golden dog's chain into Xiaobao's hand, and then said, "baby, don't be afraid. Come and touch it. It won't be greedy."

Poof, Su Nuan couldn't help laughing and was hungry.

Xiao Bao seemed to understand. He reached out and touched the golden dog. The dog immediately wagged its tail and whirled around behind Xiao Bao's buttocks, making him giggle.

Su Nuan's heart suddenly softened. Seeing them get along well, she happily agreed.

She nodded.

He hugged her happily. "Thank you so much."

Thank you so much? Su Nuan laughs. What he should think is thanksalot. As a result, Chinese became like this.

But he seemed to be really in a hurry. The phone kept ringing, so he left her a bunch of keys: "during my absence, please take care of my family. Oh, this is my business card. Please call me at any time. You are a beautiful and kind lady. God will bless you. Bye."

He turned around and walked a few steps, then turned back in a hurry, "I forgot to tell you, beautiful lady, its name is George W. Bush."

Poof, Su Nuan can't help laughing. Lao Mei is so bold. If she keeps another dog, can she be called Obama?

The man saw that Su Nuan was so happy, so he left at ease.

She just led Jinmao through the door and held the key to his house. She was still a little sad.

Then he looked at his business card, which only had an English name, Edward, and a phone number.

One day, Su Nuan didn't know how to describe this handsome man. He was so bold and reassured that he could give her the key to his home. Isn't he afraid that when he comes back, his family has been ransacked by her?

Does he trust her too much or doesn't care too much about everything here.

Su Nuan couldn't find a suitable explanation. It happened that Xiaobao was very fond of the sudden golden hair, so Su Nuan had to stay reluctantly.

What can we do if we don't stay.

Throw it out?

Simply golden hair is very good, Xiaobao played with it all night, but gradually became familiar with it.

It's just in the middle of the night, and it screams.

Su Nuan guessed that he might be hungry.

But there is no dog food for him.

And she can't go to the opposite house in the middle of the night. If she is found by the patrol security, maybe she will be arrested.

Golden hair may be called not to move, and finally wronged to sleep.

After a busy day, Su Nuan fell asleep.

But this night, she did not wake up from the good, but from the nightmare of fear.

She looked at the clock at the head of the bed.

Five o'clock sharp.

But today, the opposite neighbor is not in, there is no beautiful piano sound, only slowly rising sun to accompany her to start the new day.

She was in a cold sweat, and the scene in the dream seemed to happen before her eyes.

Standing under the shower, she seemed to be able to hear Dong Anyang's cry in the explosion. It was so real

She closed her eyes and let the warm water continuously sprinkle on her body, but her eardrum is uncontrollable pain, and this shower door seems to completely isolate her from the world

After eating prematurely, her strong dizziness faded slightly.

One after another, people came to return the bowl and asked her when she was cooking. It was delicious.

Su Nuan's spirit is better at last.

And promise them to do it when they have a chance.

Golden hair also woke up, poor sobbing.

In broad daylight, Su Nuan's courage was also big, so he took it and went to the opposite door with the key.

When she opened the door, a faint fragrance came. She sniffed hard, but she couldn't guess exactly what it was.But Jin Mao couldn't help struggling. She let it go, and she ran over happily to find her own rice bowl and ate happily.

The layout of the house is symmetrical with her, and she is no stranger.

It's just the decoration style, which is quite different, but not abrupt.

She caught a glimpse of the antique brown piano in the middle of the living room.

The deep and shallow carving on the piano indicates its age.

After years of precipitation, the paint on it has been fresh for a long time, and the color of the log has long been integrated into a soft light.

Su Nuan can't help opening the piano cover.

Black and white keys in the sun appears smart up.

Su Nuan couldn't help thinking that it was the two extremes of black and white, but they were so harmonious together that they could compose one touching song after another.

Her fingers unconsciously glide on the piano keys, making a few monosyllabic tones, which is not as graceful as his, giving people a sense of beauty.

But with her eyes closed, she could imagine the picture of Edward sitting here every morning playing the piano. When a handsome man with charming temperament and slender fingers flying on these keys, it must be a beautiful scene.

George W. Bush was full and waited quietly.