The poor little boy was targeted by the reborn paranoid CEO

The two sisters have been living in the countryside. After years of hard work, they have some savings.

But they still can't afford to buy a house and can only rent a house. As for why they entered S city, it is because they know that only big cities have more opportunities.

Neither of them went to school, but they were both smart since childhood and used their free time to enrich themselves.

Ye Lanyao is very talented in design, but she lacks opportunities and the designs she designed were bought at low prices.

She now works in a bookstore, where she can learn a lot of knowledge. When she is not busy, she can read books to gain design inspiration.

Ye Qingyan has been writing music, but it is hard to find a close friend. No one can understand the music she writes. The songs that cannot be sold are buried deep in the box in the room like waste paper.

She also works at the café because she can use the piano for free.

Ye Qingyan's dream is to own a piano of his own.

They all moved in the direction they wanted, maybe they complained, but they never gave up, just because they had someone they wanted to protect.

Every time they go out, they go to the nearby lake because there are two white swans in it.

Ye Qingyan was lying on the railing, looking straight at the swan.

Ye Lanyao was a little helpless and could only watch the person in front of her carefully to avoid accidentally falling into the lake.

Fortunately, the railings were strong enough, otherwise with Ye Qingyan's actions, he would have gone down dozens of times earlier.

Ye Qingyan turned her head and looked at her, "Sister, why don't you look at Yaya and Cai Cai."

Yaya and Caicai are the names Ye Qingyan gave to the two swans, because Ye Qingyan's nickname is Caicai, and Ye Lanyao's nickname is Yaya.

Ye Lanyao rubbed her eyebrows and said, "I have watched it dozens of times. I can count every hair on my body."

Ye Qingyan pretended to be confused, "How many hairs does Yaya have on her body?"

Ye Lanyao smiled helplessly and said a number. Every time she asked this question, she would answer it patiently.

Because I can only pamper my sister.

Ye Qingyan shook his head, "No, you said there was one more. Look."

She pointed at one of the swans and saw a feather lying next to it, "Yaya lost one of her feathers. You said too much."

"Okay, okay, my sister lost, so what does Yanyan want my sister to do?"

Ye Qingyan stood still and pretended to be serious, "Then I'll punish my sister and treat me to hot pot."

Ye Lanyao burst out laughing, "Okay, sister accepts the punishment."

They had already decided on lunch before going out. This was not a punishment at all, but the fun the two sisters had with each other.

The two of them arrived at the hot pot restaurant around twelve o'clock and ordered their favorite dishes. They came to this restaurant often and were considered regular customers. The boss even gave them a 30% discount when they paid.

Ye Qingyan came out and burped, and quickly covered her mouth, her cheeks turning slightly red.

The next second, I heard Ye Lanyao's laughter next to me, "Yanyan, I told you to eat less. If you don't believe it, hold on now."

Every time she paid for the meal, she would eat until she was very full. Of course, it was not a matter of money. She was afraid that Yanyan would suffer from gastrointestinal discomfort if she ate too much.

Fortunately, she didn't feel any discomfort every time she finished eating, so I let her eat without worry, but I would laugh at her every time I saw her burping.

"Sister, why are you laughing at me again and ignoring you?" Ye Qingyan snorted and walked forward.

Ye Lanyao followed behind, "What kind of girl is this? Why is she unhappy?"

"You will become unlovable when you are angry."

Ye Qingyan glared at her, "Don't laugh at me anymore."

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh at you anymore." She has said this many times, and it does not affect her performance at all.

Ye Qingyan glanced at her phone. It was almost half past one. She went back to wash up. It was time to go to work again.

The two went home and washed up before going out. Ye Qingyan took a taxi directly there. After all, it was almost time to go to work, and there was no need to deduct wages for being late. Although she was familiar with her boss, she was even more embarrassed to be late because of this.

Ye Qingyan came to the changing room, changed her clothes before going out, and was about to go to the back to help, but she was stopped by the boss.

"Yanyan, you don't have to go help today. Someone will order the music."

"it is good."

Ye Qingyan looked at the names of the songs on the paper and saw a strange color flashing in the eyes of the last one.

She had never played this piece of music in front of outsiders, and it was a recent inspiration. It was not perfect, only had the intro and climax, and she had not yet thought of the end of the story.

How could anyone know?

"Boss, who ordered the last song?"

The boss looked around and said, "Hey, the person just now disappeared. It was a man. His face was pale, as if he was sick. Don't you know how to play this song? Then I will ask someone to return the money to him, but I don't know where he went. went."

"It's okay, I can." Ye Qingyan suppressed the strangeness in her heart.

"Okay, come on, I'll go take a look at the back."

After the boss left, Ye Qingyan kept staring at the words on the paper.

"Standing on the Spot" was inspired by a movie she watched that day. She wrote this song, but she couldn't figure out how to end it.

Neither beautiful nor tragic is suitable. The score of this piece was placed under her pillow, and it was impossible to leak it.

Is it a coincidence or other reasons? Ye Qingyan couldn't think of it.

He walked to the piano, looked at the people in the audience, and bent slightly.

"Ms. Ye, I am the first one today. After waiting for a few days, I am finally in line."

The man's eyes were hot, but there was no other element, just pure admiration.

Ye Qingyan smiled at him, "Thank you for your support."

Sitting next to the piano, she placed her slender hands on the keys. Her hands were very white, but there were many thin calluses on them, which showed the hardship she had experienced over the years.

Her fingertips kept jumping on the piano, leaving only the sound of beautiful music in the air, and Ye Qingyan was also immersed in the music.

She brings herself into the story every time she plays, and only in this way can the soul of the music be brought out.

One song ends, another one comes on stage quietly, and by the time the audience reacts, it's already the next one.

Everyone is obviously used to Ye Qingyan's playing method. From the first to the last song, there will only be a pause for one second between each song, and the next song will join in.

When it came to the last piece of music, Ye Qingyan stopped. Everyone thought the performance was over and were about to applaud, but the next moment the piano sounded again.

The prelude is a cheerful melody, which reminds people of happy things inadvertently, and the whole cafe falls into a happy world.

The middle tune is slower, as if a person has entered middle age and is powerless to do many things. The daily necessities of life have overwhelmed his back, leaving only the vicissitudes of life.

Ye Qingyan slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

The afterlude comes one after another, like the happiness of staying together for a long time, with endless affection integrated into it, working hand in hand, never separated from each other.

It's like parting in the rain, hard to leave, tragic love.

The song ended, and the audience burst into applause.

Ye Qingyan looked at the black and white piano keys. The best ending of love is to stay together forever, but there is not so much luck in the world, so she wrote two endings for this story.

After the performance, Ye Qingyan went to the back to help, leaving everyone talking.

She left so quickly that she didn't notice the scarlet eyes of the person outside the door.