Song Youran hasn't touched the keys for a long time, but fortunately, he was impressed and could use them freely after adapting for a little.

This has become her instinct. Whenever the piano sounds, it merges with the piano, which is a resonance between the senses and the soul.

A series of smooth notes floated out, echoing indoors over and over again. The girl sat in front of the piano, her eyes closed lightly, and a glimmer of light was plated around her, forming a beautiful picture.

Tang Jin stood at the door and looked inside through the half-closed door, as if attracted by the wonderful sound of the piano and could not bear to disturb him.

It was not until Song Youran stopped that he clapped and walked in step by step.

"Miss Song is also a pianist." Tang Jin looked at her with admiration, and his usual cold face had a few different spirits.

"The experts dare not, they just learned some." Song Youran's voice was a little hoarse.

"Ms. Song is too modest. If you don't have more than ten years of practice, no one will believe it." Tang Jin also loves music. To a certain extent, he and Mr. Mo have many similarities in their personalities.

For example, when talking about music, both eyes lit up.

"I don't know what the name of this song is, but the song you wrote?"

"It was not my work, and I don't have a name." Song Youran lowered his expression and looked down at the piano keys.

The song she played was a work of the old man Mo before his death, and it contained his lifelong emotions.

"Who wrote that? It's a pity that such a good song doesn't have a name," Tang Jin said regretfully, with the hidden enthusiasm in his eyes, as if he wanted to add a name himself.

"It was made by one of my mentors." Song Youran had no choice but to speak again.

"I wonder who your mentor is, can you recommend it?" Tang Jin said immediately.

Song Youran smiled faintly and said nothing.

Tang Jin understood what she meant and said awkwardly: "Sorry, it's abrupt."

"It's okay." Song Youran said.

"Ms. Song, we have seen it. At the Yin family's bidding meeting, I am Tang Jin." Tang Jin gave a simple self-introduction and stretched out a hand.

"Well, I remember, Mr. Tang." Song Youran had no intention of holding it up.

Tang Jin didn't care about this and took his hand back, "What's the name Mr. Tang? We are all in the same school, just call me my name." Tang Jin treated the piano master behind Song Youran with great sincerity.

"Senior Tang, then you can also call me Youran."

Song Youran looked at Tang Jin's attempt to ask an answer, and suddenly felt a little worried. Why are the people in the Tang family so unique? One Tang Yuanxi is enough, and now another Tang Jin comes.

"Okay, Youran." Tang Jin changed his name casually.

The two of them chatted for a few more times, and Tang Jin's eyes became brighter and brighter.

At the door, a human-shaped shadow on the ground swayed slightly.

Lu Xiao was originally here to look for Tang Jin, but he saw that he and Song Youran had a very happy conversation.

Who is Tang Jin? A famous figure in Yuncheng, a piano genius in composition, and a person from the Tang family. He is cold by nature and is not interested in everyone or things except music.

She came to the composition department to increase her common language with Tang Jin. After working hard for so long, Tang Jin's attitude towards her has not changed at all, and she still looks like she ignores her.

What did she see now? Tang Jin was so enthusiastic about Song Youran.

Lu Xiao bit his lip, suppressed his discomfort, and turned away with a cold face.

It doesn't matter, it's a piano competition soon. As long as she gets a good ranking in the piano competition, Tang Jin will definitely look at her with admiration.

——

"Is it Miss Song?"

Song Youran took off her phone and looked at the screen, confirming that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Yes, who are you?"

"Hello, I am the manager of the seventh floor of the Emperor. Ren Qi, that's right. The holiday will be held soon. Miss Song should have a holiday too. The Emperor is short of staff and there are many holiday people. So I would like to ask, do you have any idea of ​​making some extra money?"

Song Youran was stunned and thought for a while. The manager of the seventh floor of the Emperor was not Ren Qi before. He probably changed it. He had no place to go on vacation, so it was boring to stay at home. It would be nice to make some extra money.

"Yes." She replied.

Ren Qi's voice sounded very happy, "Okay, when can you come here?"

"Let's go tomorrow." Song Youran thought for a while.

"Well, when you come, just go to the seventh floor and look for me."

"good."

——

At night, the cool breeze blew, and all the lights were gone, and the entire Lanheng Mansion was quiet.

A dim light suddenly lit up on the second floor of a single-yard villa.

Yin Yueze leaned against the head of the bed and rubbed his eyebrows.

Why did I dream again?

He pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette box and lit it.

In the past, his sleep quality has always been very good. As long as he wants to sleep, he can fall asleep within three minutes. He has never dreamed until dawn all night, but recently he has suddenly become unworkable. He often wakes up in the middle of the night and opens his eyes until dawn.

"You said you've never had insomnia before?"

On the other side of the phone, there was a psychologist he asked Wei Shaoheng to help him contact.

"Yeah, never."

“When did your insomnia start?”

"About twenty days ago, it was relatively rare at the beginning, intermittent, but it suddenly worsened not long ago." More than twenty days ago, it was the time for Yin's bidding.

"Twenty days ago and not long ago, did you meet something or someone? What impressed you?"

"……have."

"What?"

"A woman."

"Does your dreams when you have insomnia have anything in common?"

This time, Yin Yueze was silent for a long time before speaking, "Yes."

“Where?”

"I always dream of someone."

"Who?"

“…a woman.”

"What is this woman's relationship with you?"

"I've met several times."

"What do you feel about her, for example, do you think she is beautiful, interesting, curious about her, and can't help but pay attention to her."

"……have."

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and a sentence appeared, "Sir, congratulations, you are about to fall in love. This is a sign of lovesickness. Lovesickness is long and difficult, so it is recommended to treat it earlier."

Yin Yueze cut off the phone without expression.

When you start paying attention to someone, it is the beginning of falling in love.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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