I wanted to dominate the entertainment industry after divorce [ABO]

Qin Zijin went back to his room resentfully, although Meng Que didn't say anything to mock him this time—probably because he was too lazy to talk about him too many times, Qin Zijin himself felt a little uncomfortable, and his mood inevitably fell down.

He had already decided to let go, and Qin Zijin also thought that he had let go. Even when he found out that he was pregnant, all he thought about was giving birth to this child, and never thought about what would happen to himself and Meng Que.

However, since the two of them lived together these few days, although they didn't communicate much, Meng Que sometimes said something sarcastically to himself, and his ashes-like heart showed signs of resurgence.

When Meng Que lowered his head to treat the "little injury" on his leg; when he couldn't see that he stood on tiptoe to pick up something that he couldn't touch at all, and when he took it off; even when he almost burned himself when he poured water, When he was reprimanded by Meng Que, besides a little grievance and embarrassment, he also had a little secret joy in his heart.

During the day, Qin Zijin didn't dig into his heart, and he didn't delve into the panic that occasionally flashed - but in the dead of night, especially when his room was on the same floor as Meng Que's room, not far away, Qin Zijin, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help replaying every bit of the day related to Meng Que in his mind.

It was just a simple movement inadvertently, but every frame of the picture seemed to be imprinted in my mind. When I recalled it at night, it was like watching a high-definition movie. Meng Que's expression and movements were all clear.

Qin Zijin was also surprised that he could remember so clearly, better than he memorized the script.

No, it shouldn't be.

The expression on Qin Zijin's face seemed to be crying silently, but there were no tears, and his eyes were not red. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling silently for a while, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He warned himself, don't think about that man anymore, it's better to do something else to divert his attention when thinking about it.

The next day, Qin Zijin lay on the bed and opened his eyes. He stared at the ceiling quietly for a long time without moving or blinking. His expression gradually changed from dull to angry.

You agreed not to think about that man, why did you dream of him all night? !

He is mad at himself!

Pounding the mattress hard, Qin Zijin got up angrily, as if he was having trouble with himself, after washing up, he went downstairs, the dining room was quiet, there was no busy figure of his aunt——Qin Zijin, who was angry with himself, suddenly After realizing it, he seemed to get up early today, and his aunt hadn't come over yet.

He stood at the stairs with his mouth shut for a long while, still feeling irritable. Qin Zijin stood there thinking for a while, then turned and went to the piano room.

The piano room at home is not often used. Qin Zijin hasn't practiced the piano for a long time. He didn't play the piano often at home, but the crew was even more so.Fortunately, the piano room is often cleaned, and the piano is spotlessly clean even if no one is using it.

Sitting in front of the piano and pressing the keys a few times, I haven't played for a long time, my fingers are a bit stiff, and the keys are not as flexible as before.Qin Zijin picked a simpler melody and began to practice slowly.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded, and the irritable mood slowly calmed down.

Time passed by, the sun rose from the top of the mountain, and the sunlight shone into the piano room through the large floor-to-ceiling glass.Although the temperature of the sun in the morning is not very high, looking at such bright and warm colors makes my heart warm.

Qin Zijin was immersed in the world of music, with a smile on his face unconsciously, and all the irritability and worry when he woke up in the morning disappeared.

He doesn't care much about technique, he just plays as he pleases.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side, pressed on his hand and flicked it a few times, the familiar alpha pheromone smell swept over Qin Zijin's body, and his body became stiff all of a sudden. Moved.

"Here, it should be played like this." The man's low voice rang in his ears, and a warm body was pressed against his back. Through the thin fabric, Qin Zijin felt that half of his body was numb, and his whole back was scorching hot.

Qin Zijin didn't listen to what Meng Que was saying at all, all his attention was focused on the man's hand pressing down on him, and the back next to it.

Meng Que didn't seem to notice Qin Zijin's strangeness, he grabbed Qin Zijin's hand and flicked a few places that he thought were wrong, and then let him go.Just about to get out and stand up, his gaze inadvertently fell on the fair neck, and his figure couldn't help but stop.

Looking at it from this angle, he could just see the piece of soft meat used as a temporary mark. Meng Que still remembered the taste of biting this place for the first time, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he silently rolled down his Adam's apple.

"Okay, you can practice by yourself."

After a while, the man stood up straight as if nothing had happened, turned and left the piano room after saying a few words.

When he got up in the morning and heard the sound of the piano, he came here unconsciously, and then saw Qin Zijin playing the piano in the piano room.The fine sunlight fell on his handsome eyebrows, which made him feel warm when he looked at it. There was also a pure and happy smile on his face, which Meng Que had never seen before, and he forgot the time when he saw it.

When he came to his senses, Meng Que didn't know how long he stood at the door and watched.His eyes darkened slightly, and he glanced at Qin Zijin, who was completely absorbed in it, and walked in without knowing why, correcting some of his mistakes.

Meng Que came and went, and stayed in the piano room for no more than 2 minutes, but Qin Zijin's heart, which had just calmed down, became chaotic again.

He didn't continue to practice the piano, his eyes fell on the hand that Meng Que had grabbed, and he slowly held it with the other hand, as if the warmth of that person still remained on it.

Qin Zijin never told Meng Que that he likes to play the piano because of him.

When he was young, although his parents loved him, they were actually very strict with his education.At that time, Qin Zijin not only had to study school homework, but also cultivated many hobbies, such as playing the piano, drawing, and writing. The family invited special teachers to teach them.

Qin Zijin was interested in some of them, but he didn't really like some of them, and even cried secretly because of his mother's strictness.

He was scolded by his mother when he was learning the piano. His mother said that he could not learn other things well, but he must play the piano well.At that time, he liked painting more than playing the piano. He didn't want to learn the piano, but his mother forced him to practice the piano for at least two hours a day.

Xiao Qin Zijin, who was forced to sit in front of the piano, was wronged and tired, so she practiced the piano while crying.

He was really wronged at that time, and he hated the piano very much.

And just when he was crying with tears in his eyes, and he couldn't see how many keys he pressed wrongly, a young man came to him, held his hand as before, and led him to play a short section.

That person is Meng Que.