Chapter 1827

For many years, people have been haunted by injuries, such as a lump in the throat, not because of the injury itself, but because the people who hurt them have no intention of repentance in the face of these tragedies, and even step on their grief and regret, enjoying themselves and being at ease!

At the beginning of the night, she was sitting on the open-air balcony playing the harmonica. The harmonica in her memory was beautiful and moving. She played it all the year round on the sea. Bruce often said that there was some sadness. He asked her to play less songs that hurt autumn and spring, but she liked it very much. Ye Tingyun leaned slightly beside the white door and window to listen to her play. He rarely played it, but he liked it very much.

A large lazy cane chair is placed on the open-air balcony, and flowers are covered with vine branches. The little girl under the moon is like an elf in the rainforest, blowing a moving song for the dancing moonlight.

Her memory is damaged, and she still doesn't remember all the painful memories, which are deliberately forgotten by her, blurring the memory like a kind of self-protection. At the beginning of the night, it's good not to remember those memories.

She put down the harmonica, and ye Tingyun stood gracefully. The lens had some small reflections in the moonlight, which made people look at his eyes. At the beginning of the night, his eyes naturally filled with two smiles, and beautiful and exquisite dimples loomed. Ye Tingyun suddenly strode over, half knelt in front of her, and kissed her lips.

The flowers are too fragrant and the moonlight is too beautiful. Her smile is a drug addiction that affects his nerves.

She was a little dull, her eyes flashed, and her subconscious reached out to push him, but she pounced in the air. Ye Tingyun seemed to have expected that she would do so, and pushed away a step earlier. He kept testing on the edge of her acceptability and never crossed the boundary. At the beginning of the night, he only saw the smiling eyes behind the lens. His smile was really too good-looking, and his eyebrows became more slender and gentle.

"I'll teach you another song?"

Ye Chu shook her head and didn't like learning. She was not a person who liked the new and hated the old, and she didn't have much energy to learn music, "In fact, I don't like musical instruments, but I can play the piano, violin, even organ and drum... I can do it. When I was a child, I told my mother that I didn't like learning these things. It was too boring. When I was a child, I was lively and active, and I couldn't sit still without adult company. Learning musical instruments was quite boring. But she said that celebrities and ladies should learn, you can't be proficient, but there are some important places, you must know oneortwo, No However, they will be laughed at. "

"Your mother is unorthodox. She doesn't look like a person who can say these words."

"Yes, when she was young, she was unconventional, married, made trouble, and learned a lesson. At that time, people in the waiting public can no longer protect her. Having a daughter, Mo Shen is even more taboo. She doesn't want me and my sister to be like her at a glance, unable to integrate into their own circle and be laughed at by others, so she forces us to be celebrities and ladies, and don't be unconventional like her."

"Unfortunately, my mother didn't expect that all her daughters were like her, so were my sister and I."

At the beginning of the night, she played the harmonica in her hand. She couldn't touch the instrument on the sea. The only thing she could touch was the harmonica. Those unpleasant memories, gradually paid the water, she vaguely saw the scars on her mother, flashed by, but she couldn't remember.

"If you don't like it, you don't have to learn."

"Ye Tingyun, you like eight year old Emma, not me." At the beginning of the night, she looked into her eyes, "that lively, lovely, cultured girl, she is not me."