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"Well……"

Stimulated by the intense burning pain, Wen Niannan bent down in pain.

Looking down and seeing that the entire back of his hand was scalded red by the hot water, and some places were even blistered, Wen Niannan moved his finger lightly and gasped in pain.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Shen Luo'an's sinister voice came from above his head.

Wen Niannan slowly raised his head to stare at him, was taken aback when he saw the thermos in his hand, and said angrily, "Shen Luoan, what do you mean?"

Shen Luo'an pretended to cover his mouth with a frightened expression on his face, and asked in surprise: "Oh, why did you rush over so suddenly that I didn't see it? It scared me to jump, and even gave me all the hot water I just connected. It’s too late, really, don’t you even look at the road when you walk?”

"What do you mean by that? Did you spill hot water on me on purpose?" Wen Niannan frowned and stood up straight while leaning against the wall.

Shen Luoan shook the cup in his hand lightly, his eyes changed instantly, and he looked at Wen Niannan with vicious eyes: "Yes, I did it on purpose, because then you won't be able to participate in the school celebration, and you won't be able to play the piano either."

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell the teacher? Did any of your classmates see you when you came up with a thermos?"

Hearing this, Shen Luo'an suddenly laughed, stepped forward and grabbed Wen Niannan's burnt hand, mockingly said: "You have to be believed if you say it, you think it's better than being a good student in the eyes of teachers and classmates. I and you who are withdrawn and out of gregarious, which one speaks more convincingly?"

Wen Niannan's scalded hand was deliberately held by Shen Luo'an, and he gasped in pain and struggled away.

"And... if you dare to mention to the teacher that I did it, I will tell Yan Sheng that you have been secretly in love with him, and have been secretly in love with him for several years."

"You...how did you know?" Wen Niannan was taken aback when he heard this, a coolness flashed across his back, and he looked at Shen Luo'an in astonishment.

"Of course you found out when you fell asleep in the infirmary. Tsk tsk, what a pity. I've liked you for so many years but ignored you. I can only call his name in my dreams."

Shen Luo'an didn't pay attention to Wen Niannan, who was withdrawn and quiet at first, but later he noticed that he was staring at Gu Yansheng a few times before becoming wary.

It wasn't until in the infirmary that Wen Niannan called Gu Yansheng's name in sleep talking with a fever, and after hearing what he said, Shen Luo'an's eyes turned cold, and there was a trace of viciousness in his eyes looking at Wen Niannan.

From then on, Shen Luo'an began to target Wen Niannan everywhere, making Wen Niannan embarrass himself in front of Gu Yansheng one after another, making Gu Yansheng gradually tired of this person who pretended to be arrogant and pitiful.

"If you hadn't framed me everywhere and taken away my sheet music, he wouldn't have hated me at all, and I wouldn't have become excluded by the whole school."

Shen Luo'an was jealous of Wen Niannan's talent. After seeing the music written by Wen Niannan, he knew that he could not let others hear the music written by Wen Niannan, otherwise the original

All the limelight that belongs to him will be taken away by Wen Niannan, including Gu Yansheng.

"I'm warning you, Wen Niannan! Today is the last time you can play the piano at school, and you will not be allowed to play the piano at school in the future, otherwise I will tell Yan Sheng about it and make him hate you completely."

Wen Niannan laughed wryly at himself and said, "Why do you keep targeting me like this? He already belongs to you. Everyone can see how much Gu Yansheng attaches to you. No one will snatch him away. You have nothing to worry about."

He didn't expect anything, even watching him secretly from a distance...

"Whether I target you or not has nothing to do with Yan Sheng, it's just because I simply hate you. People like you don't deserve to have such a talent to stand in the spotlight. Since you are so withdrawn and not talkative, why don't you continue to be your friend?" Mute, go back to your corner and stay!"

Shen Luo'an turned to Gu Yansheng who was walking this way in the aisle opposite, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly leaned closer to Wen Niannan and said sadly: "You know that Yan Sheng listened to me playing the music you wrote, and praised me for my high talent How do I feel then?"

Wen Niannan's expression changed instantly, and because Shen Luoan was getting too close, she subconsciously pushed him away.

"Well…"

Shen Luo'an took a step back and bumped into the wall, looking at him with a surprised expression on his face: "Niannan, don't be angry, I was wrong."

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Yansheng's cold voice suddenly came from the stairs behind him.

Seeing Gu Yansheng coming, Shen Luoan hurried over and said softly, "Yansheng, are you here to look for me?"

"He pushed you?" Gu Yansheng glanced sharply at the person with his head down.

"No...it's nothing, it's just a few words of argument."

As soon as Gu Yansheng's expression changed, he was about to walk towards Wen Niannan, but was stopped by Shen Luo'an, who persuaded him, "It's okay, let's go back quickly, otherwise there will be no place."

When Shen Luo'an turned to leave, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the person who was frozen in place not far away, with a smug look in his eyes.

When Wen Niannan came to the stage, in order to cover the burn marks on his hands, he wore a pair of white gloves.

When it was his turn to take the stage, his hands were trembling uncontrollably. Wen Niannan sat stiffly beside the piano, suppressing the intense burning pain in his hands and pressing the keys.

—The first piece was relatively simple so there were no mistakes, but the more difficult it became, Wen Niannan made a mistake in the end.

The proficient piece that I have practiced countless times in normal times, but now the sound is all messed up, maybe because the wound is broken, the glove keeps rubbing and it becomes more and more painful, and the hand is shaking uncontrollably.

Wen Niannan tried his best not to make more mistakes, and pressed down the keys with his painful hands.

The people in the audience were startled when they heard the continuous wrong sound of the piano, and then they all smiled mockingly.

"Which class is this? Is there no one in the class? Send such a person on stage."

"Haha, this is not as good as my three-year-old sister, can this also be on stage?"

Shen Luo'an listened to the ridicule of the people around him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of viciousness, and he was even more proud in his heart.

Fight with me?Don't even look at what you are, Wen Niannan, don't you want to be famous?Thanks to me, you will become famous in the whole school from now on.

It was already very late when I got home. Hearing the sound of cars outside, Uncle Xu hurried out.

Wen Niannan opened the door and got out of the car, Uncle Xu immediately came up to help him.

"Let go, what are you supporting? He is in good health."

Uncle Xu paused for his outstretched hand, then slowly retracted it, nodded slightly and said: "Sir, madam, the meal is ready, and the old lady has already eaten and returned to the study."

Gu Yansheng glanced at the person who bowed his head and said nothing, and walked in with a cold snort.

Uncle Xu looked at his husband's back and sighed softly, then turned his head and said softly to Wen Niannan in front of him, "Ma'am, it's cold outside, you can go in quickly, Aunt Lan cooked a lot of dishes that you usually like to eat."

Wen Niannan rubbed his forehead and looked at the door with a tired face, suppressed the emotions in his eyes, turned around and said, "Well, Aunt Lan has worked hard."

After walking into the living room, he glanced upstairs, turned around, walked to the dining table and sat down. Gu Yansheng sat across from him and ate his meal without speaking. When he saw him coming, he just raised his eyes.

The two of them ate their dinner in silence without speaking.

Aunt Lan came over with a bowl of soup, put the bowl gently beside Wen Niannan, and said with a smile: "Ma'am, this is the chicken soup made with medicinal materials that the old lady brought back from country F, and it is said to be good for your body." Good thing, I don't know what time you will come back, so I keep it warm, you can try it and see if it tastes good."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Lan."

Gu Yansheng glanced at the soup on the table and didn't say anything, he was still thinking about the piece that Wen Niannan played backstage at the concert, staring blankly at the bowl of soup.

Seeing Gu Yansheng staring at the bowl of soup, Aunt Lan thought that he wanted to drink it too, and looked at him with embarrassment, and said, "Um...sir, do you want to drink too? I didn't know you wanted to drink too, so I only cooked Madam's. portion, and you are in good health and don't need to eat."

Wen Niannan paused while holding the spoon, raised his head and looked over, seeing that Gu Yansheng was really staring at him drinking the soup, he felt a little uncomfortable, and his movements of drinking the soup became sluggish.

Gu Yansheng came back to his senses when he heard Aunt Lan's voice, and stared at the man drinking soup with his head down, he stood up abruptly and the chair made a harsh sound.

Wen Niannan looked at the opposite person puzzled, only to see Gu Yansheng staring at him for a while, then moved his eyes slightly down to look at his hands, his eyes were full of unpredictable expressions.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Gu Yansheng looked at Wen Niannan meaningfully, then turned around and left the restaurant to go upstairs.

Gu Yansheng went to the piano room, opened the door, walked to the piano and sat down, looking at the piano in front of him with a puzzled expression.

I didn't play well because my hand was injured, so I wore gloves to cover the scar...

How could such a good person get injured before going on stage? He was obviously well when he saw Wen Niannan in the corridor that day, so how could he be injured in such a short period of time?

He didn't expect Wen Niannan to be so good at playing the piano, but since he has the strength, why did he still frame Luo An for stealing his score, or maybe it was just a trick to frame Luo An?

Gu Yansheng shook his head to try to clear his mind, looked down at the letters on the piano and raised his hand to stroke it gently.

What are you thinking about?He actually really believed what Wen Niannan said that was full of lies, and believed that his so-called hand was injured, and he clearly saw that there were no traces on his hands just now.

The doubt that was constantly reverberating in my heart disappeared immediately.

Gu Yansheng stood up and went to the shelf to pick up the box with the necklace, a softness flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the piano behind him.

During the concert today, Shen Luoan called him suddenly, saying that he needs to use the violin to prepare for the competition recently, and wanted to ask him when he could send the violin there.

Raising his hand and stroking the keys of the piano, Gu Yansheng took out his mobile phone from his arms and dialed.

"Hey, it's me."

The author has something to say

Ask for a ticket!Ask for a favorite Q Ya!

Let Gu Zhazha bounce around for a while, and then pour a bucket of boiling water down to scald his hair, isn't it cool?

Charging for death? Make heaven and earth make air

Preview of the next chapter: Zhou Nunu broke the news about Gu Zhazha's food incidents when he was a child, making Niannian happy, Tang Shuo confessed his love to the whole school

Raise your little hand to punch the card, let me see who wants to splash Gu slag with boiling water (thief laughs)