Chapter 1818

"Well, in fact, our family is not a palace, not much."

Si Chen nodded and took Vincent to the small garden. Vincent looked around. The small garden was very different from the garden in the rich area. The two-story villa of the Secretary's family was much smaller than that of ordinary people.

Vincent's eyes fell on the swing, a light comment.

"Really small and warm."

Sichen walked to the edge of the swing and sat down. He touched the ground with his toes and gently let himself follow the swing.

"My dad said that a family living in a big house will gradually become unfamiliar. It's the right size. This swing was made for me by my father. You can see the living room and the second floor from here. Even in the yard, the family can talk at the same time. "

Vincent followed the vision of Si Chen. In the living room, father Si was cleaning the table with his mother. At this time, a wisp of mother Si's hair was blown off by the wind. Father Si found out for the first time and carefully arranged it for his mother. They looked at each other and laughed like they were in love.

Vincent couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

"Uncle and aunt are really in love."

"Yes, I've been fed dog food many times since I was a child ~"

sichen said with a plaintive smile.

The small garden of the Si family is not big. Standing in the middle of the yard, he can have a panoramic view. After playing on the swing for a while, he was afraid that Vincent would be bored, so he got up and said.

"Let's go and show you around the house. Our whole family is designed by our parents. Some small places are quite lovely."

Vincent raised his eyebrows and followed in the footsteps of sichen.

"I used to be an assistant to an architectural designer for a while."

"Is it?"

Si Chen gentle smile, not stingy color praise way.

"I don't see. You are very versatile."

They walked into the living room from the balcony on the first floor. Sichen took Vincent to visit the first floor and went to the second floor along the way.

"The second floor is the bedroom and study. Would you like to see our study? My family is rich in books, or do you want to play games? "

Si Chen stops at the stairway, the body subconsciously blocks a door behind her, which is obviously her bedroom.

Vincent's eyes flashed, and there was no reason to show people around his bedroom. But he didn't want to go to the study.

"I saw a room on the second floor in the garden just now. It seems that there is a piano?"

"Oh ~"

Si Chen extended his voice and blinked his eyes.

"It was actually the piano room when I was a child, but I haven't been in it for a long time..."

sichen's eyes flashed a bit dim, and then he walked towards the piano room. The door creaked and opened slowly towards both sides, as if opening the dusty old time.

Powerful wind blowing through the window sill, thin as cicada wings of the gauze curtain swaying with the wind, vaguely with the taste of that summer.

Vincent stood at the door, quietly watching Si Chen walk to the piano, the graceful appearance, as if back to Sri Lanka that year.

"What's the matter with you?"

Si Chen looked at him and pulled him back to reality.

Vincent shook his head. "It's nothing. It's just that there's a song in my head that I want to hear."

Sichen chuckles, then opens the cover and sits in a standard position.

"Then satisfy your wish. What kind of music do you want to hear?"