"Xiao Chun, stay away from him. I'll return all these things tomorrow. If you like, I'll buy them to you. Shi Mingge is very dangerous. Don't take anything from him later, you know?" Jin Beisen's handsome face is serious, and the strange color at the bottom of his eyes is sharp.

Zhou Manchun's eyes light slightly sluggish, stupefied and nodded.

"Go to dinner." Jin Beisen extended his hand and stopped Zhou Manchun in his arms. Zhou Manchun raised his eyes and smiled at his deep-sea eyes.

"Beisen, aren't you and Shi Mingge brothers? Why do you hate each other so much? Your enemies don't take you like this. " Zhou Manchun asked in some confusion. His fingertips tightened slowly and became fists.

"The most terrible kind of person in the world is that you treat him as a brother, but he never treated you as a brother. Under the temptation of money, how many people can remain unchanged at first?" Jin Beisen said calmly that he didn't want to worry about the grudges between him and Shi Mingge, and the losses JS international caused by Shi Botao's corruption in the past few years.

Considering that for the sake of his uncle, Jin Beisen wanted to write it off, but he was so ambitious that even though he was not in JS international, he still thought about JS international.

"Do you mean that Shi Mingge once sold you for money?" Zhou Manchun's voice is very low, but he has a strange feeling in his heart.

"More than once, Xiaochun, there are some things you don't need to know, know, and only add to your troubles. I hope you will always be the happy Xiaochun." Jin Beisen opened his chair and sat down with Zhou Manchun.

"Of course, but I hope there's no secret between us. If you don't want to say it, I won't force you, but we are husband and wife. Husband and wife want to share weal and woe. You can tell me everything about you. I'm your trash can."

Jin Beisen reached out his hand and pinched it gently on Zhou man's pure and delicate face. There was a smile in his starry eyes. He said softly, "OK."

After dinner, Zhou Manchun played the piano for a while. Jin Beisen sat quietly on the sofa beside and enjoyed it. He closed his eyes and listened quietly.

After playing the etude, Zhou Manchun played another piano tune five at night. The soothing Prelude sounded, which calmed Jin Beisen's restless mood gradually. However, listening carefully, the tune was full of sadness, like the sea breeze in the evening. Through his hair, the sadness was lingering.

Zhou Manchun closed her eyes. She knew the 88 black-and-white keyboards. She never looked at the keyboard when she played the piano. She was very familiar with this music, so she never played the wrong tone.

In terms of music, Zhou Manchun has a very high talent. She can recite a piece of music that she hasn't played for two minutes, and then play it smoothly. Her ability of recording music is quite good.

Jin Beisen's eyebrows are locked, his eyes are blazing, and he looks at Zhou Manchun's back, which is straight and sitting, shaking with the rhythm of the music. His black waist long hair is free to spread. He doesn't know why she is so sad when she plays the piano. Just looking at her back, he can't bear it.

"Xiaochun." Jin Beisen couldn't sit any longer. He suddenly got up from the sofa, walked straight to her and interrupted her playing the piano.

Zhou Manchun opens her eyes, which are full of tears. Her eyes are covered with a thin mist.

People who study music all know that music has a soul. It can't speak, but it has written the most beautiful language in the world with black and white piano keys. However, very few people can understand it.

No matter how long it takes, when she plays this piece again, she will still be so sad. She has cooperated with Lin Xingyan for more than ten times. Lin likes to play for Zhou Manchun. She is willing to play for Zhou Manchun. Maybe some people think that accompaniment is not enough, but if there is no accompaniment in a piece, it will be very boring.

Since Lin Xingyan left, Zhou Manchun thought she couldn't find anyone else to play for her, so she gave up playing the piano.

This is the first piece that Liu Anya taught Yu Chen's mother to play.

The door of memory seems to be opened. Zhou Manchun remembers that in autumn, Liu Anya was dressed in a smoke gray cheongsam and sat quietly on the windowsill playing the piano. Liu Anya, like her name, was an elegant woman.

Liu Anya played it for Zhou Manchun at that time, and Zhou Manchun wrote it down. Although it didn't pop up the feeling of Liu Anya, it was very smooth without any jamming.

Now in retrospect, Zhou Manchun understands that Liu Anya's piano sound is full of sadness and missing.

Seeing that her eyes were empty and she didn't speak, Jin Beisen was in a hurry. He took Zhou Manchun's face and wiped away her tears with a little cocoon on his finger belly. He whispered, "what's the matter, fool?"

Zhou Manchun is back to his mind. He feels that his heart is hurting, his nose is sour, and his eyes are red instantly

She cried and threw it into his arms. Her nose and tears were all on his precious sweater, regardless of the image of choking.

Jin Beisen hugged her heartily. Although he didn't know the woman's thoughts at the moment, all his thoughts had been occupied by Zhou Manchun.

"Beisen, do you know the flower language of stars?" Zhou Manchun sobbed and asked, shivering.

"Silly girl, don't cry. The mood fluctuation of pregnant women will affect the fetus." Jin Beisen pulls Zhou Manchun away, takes her hand and takes her to the sofa not far away.

"Well I won't cry any more. " Zhou Manchun pretends to be strong enough to wipe away tears. At the thought of her pregnancy, she seems to have become brave again.

"I know the flower language of stars, willing to be a supporting role." Jin Beisen's eyes were light and slightly raised, and a touch of sadness flashed on his elegant and cold face.

All over the sky, it's Lin Xingyan's favorite flower.

"When Xing Yan was alive, she always accompanied me when I was playing the piano. In this way, I felt very selfish and didn't accompany her." Zhou Manchun said with shame that she was full of regret.

"Don't tell me that there is no difference between good friends. Since you are good friends, I don't think she cares about this either." Jin Beisen's eyes, shining like obsidian, suddenly darkened. Even he didn't understand what he was sad about.

Do you love Zhou Manchun or do you feel sad that Lin Xingyan is willing to be a supporting role?