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"How are you doing? Have you found something to do that makes you happy? How about your songs?

"Well, they all like the new song I wrote, and I recently accepted a foreign order to help them compose." Wen Niannan finally showed a smile on his face when he talked about his favorite things.

Dr. Li nodded and continued to ask: "That's good, as long as it makes you feel happy, it's a good thing."

"So...how are you and your husband?"

Holding the cup tightly, Wen Niannan slowly lowered his head and did not speak.

Seeing this, Dr. Li said again: "Niannan, you can tell me anything you have. I am your attending doctor and your friend. There is nothing you can't say to me. Don't be bored."

"He... filed for divorce with me... I don't know what to do..." Wen Niannan's voice was choked up, and he finally said what he didn't want to mention.

"Is this why you don't want to continue treatment? You can tell me that it will be better if you talk about it."

As if he finally found someone to confide in, Wen Niannan said a lot of things that he was afraid to mention, while Dr. Li sat opposite and listened carefully to guide him to say it.

An hour later, the hourglass on the table was empty, Wen Niannan's voice also stopped, and his complexion was much better than before he came in.

Dr. Li sent Wen Niannan to the door, and couldn't help but said, "Niannan, you have to live for yourself, think about yourself more, and find things that make you happy."

"Well, I have something I like, I will think about it for myself, thank you." Wen Niannan nodded to Dr. Li, turned and left.

Looking at Wen Niannan's lonely back, Dr. Li sighed and shook his head, went back to the desk and dialed a number.

"Hey, it's me."

Wen Niannan didn't go home directly, but came to the commercial street he had been to before, he wanted to go out for a walk to relax.

Unknowingly, I walked to the door of a musical instrument store, looked at the exquisite piano in front of the glass window, and stretched out my hand to caress it through the glass, with hot eyes in my eyes.

"Do you like it?" Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.

Wen Niannan froze for a moment when he heard the voice, turned around and saw Tang Shuo standing behind him, looking at him with wry eyes.

"You... why are you here?" He asked in astonishment.

Tang Shuo walked over, smiled at him, and turned to look at the piano in the window.

"Do you like this piano?"

"Well, I like it, I like it very much."

Wen Niannan naturally likes it, but no matter how much he likes it, he can't play it because Gu Yansheng doesn't like him playing the piano.

When she first got married, Wen Niannan wanted to get acquainted with the house because she had just moved into the house. When she passed by Gu Yansheng's study, she saw that the door of the next room was not closed.

He walked over and wanted to close the door, but saw the piano placed in the room, his eyes were instantly attracted, he walked over curiously and pressed the keys, and saw two letters... LS on the top.

Thinking it was engraved by Gu Yansheng, Wen Niannan didn't pay much attention to it, and put his fingers on the keys, and the bright and beautiful sound of the piano slowly resounded, gradually overflowing like a tide.

Wen Niannan, who was completely immersed in the sound of the piano, did not see the figure getting out of the car outside the window.

"Young master... No sir, you are back." Uncle Xu quickly changed his words when he remembered that the young master was married.

As soon as Gu Yansheng walked into the living room, he heard the sound of the piano from upstairs, and his expression darkened instantly.

"Who's up there?"

Uncle Xu was frightened by Gu Yansheng's angry eyes, and quickly said, "Yes...it's Madam."