Under the moonlight, Pei Zhihe looked at his mother in a daze, and asked in a hesitant and uncertain tone: "...Really?"

Su Huizhen stroked his forehead hair with fingers like a girl, her eyes were full of motherly love: "Of course it's true, how could mother lie to baby?"

When parents love their children, they have far-reaching plans.

The birth of Zhihe was a long guerrilla war of hiding in Tibet.People are naturally good at forgetting pain. Su Huizhen no longer remembers the hardships of those ten months, but only deeply engraved his first cry in his memory.

It's not an accident to go back to Pei's house.

Pei Yanheng wanted her to feel the pain of losing her beloved son, she only wanted Zhi and the "Pei" family - even though Pei Zhihe was only the illegitimate son of the Pei family's son-in-law, and had nothing to do with the Pei family's bloodline.

In this way, when Zhi and Pei are surnamed, they both think that they are winners, and they are both losers.

During several brief relationships, Su Huizhen only enjoyed the fun of playing with her young body. She firmly believed that her uterus had completed its task, so she chose a once-and-for-all contraceptive method.In modern society, although the words "mother is more expensive than children" are outdated, they are still tenaciously effective.Even the man Haiyuan, as the son-in-law of the Pei family, dreamed of wanting a bloodline belonging to his own patriarchal context——

Pei Zhihe was the only one.

The children of the Pei family belonged to the Pei family, not Lian Haiyuan, only Pei Zhihe.When the time is right, Zhihe can return to "Lian", Su Huizhen doesn't care.

According to Lian Haiyuan's imagination, the best situation is that one day Pei Yanheng will go west, and his layout for several years will be successfully collected, and the huge property of the Pei family will change hands smoothly.The situation is neither good nor bad, at least the Pei family can fall apart, and he can get what he "deserves".For this dirty covetousness, he worked as a lowly servant in Pei's family for decades. Even if his illegitimate son was recognized as his ancestor, he treated him with the most indifferent attitude, as if he was a stranger.

Behind her back, she was doing her best to Su Huizhen.

He regarded her as his real wife, and was indifferent to her scandals. He secretly gave away priceless jewels and jade, and secretly planned and arranged for the social circle of celebrities and ladies in Hong Kong's upper circle.Fortunately, Su Huizhen has been popular after all, after all, she has the blessing of the actress laurel, and after all, she has a rich family affair "by her side", everyone thinks that she is active in the social circle because of her own ability to make money.

It was late at night, and Su Huizhen adjusted Pei Zhihe's tie, and then smoothed out the non-existing folds on his suit collar, "Baby, you are no worse than anyone else. It's the same in your eyes, you will get what you want. You have to remember, as long as it is what you want, it must be what you deserve."

Pei Zhihe's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to hers, calm and innocent, innocent and fragile, like a fairy tale written on glass, he couldn't understand the meaning of the second half of Su Huizhen's sentence, so he just lowered his head: "Shang Lu will not come back again France."

He looked very depressed, Su Huizhen stared at him with a strange gaze, almost scrutinizing, as if from a far away place.

She was moved by young love, but that didn't work.An extremely sober woman like Pei Yanheng fell in love with Lian Haiyuan when she was young, and the years that followed have proved that her love was useless and wrong.

Su Huizhen smiled lovingly: "If Shanglu doesn't go back to France, can't you go back to China?"

Pei Zhihe paused in his heart, "What do you mean?"

"Aren't there few classical music stars in the entertainment industry? You are so good-looking and a genius. You have a better future than Europe when you return to Congress. Besides, after you have been away for so many years, don't you want to come back to accompany your mother? Domestic classical music The circle is already very mature, if you find a reliable agency, you will definitely have more opportunities for solo tours in the future than in Europe, and if you have foreign invitations, go abroad for a few months, wouldn’t it be good?”

Su Huizhen's words were always gentle and meant to teach. Pei Zhihe was very moved when he heard it. After thinking about it for a while, he also felt that it made sense.

"Then mother..." He couldn't speak, and asked after taking a breath, "Do you think Shanglu will like Keyu?"

"How could it be?" Su Huizhen chuckled, "Do you think he is always Ke Yu when he opens and closes his mouth, and he feels very uncomfortable? Those are all jobs. As an actor, Ke Yu has low comprehension—of course, he has some unique temperament. But it’s not a good seed anyway, Shanglu is willing to help him, so you just let him go. Don’t teachers always encourage more underachievers? Shanglu treats him the same.”

Pei Zhihe wanted to say that every time Shanglu and Ke Yu were together, the atmosphere between the two seemed to be inaccessible to outsiders. Su Huizhen seemed to be able to read minds, and before he could say this, she said lightly: "You I don't know, when you stood with Shang Lu, that Ke Yu was an insignificant outsider."

Every word she said was gentle and considerate, only the hand with the emerald ring was always caressing the sparkling diamond pendant on her heart.

Pei Zhihe was very willing to hear others mention him and Shanglu together, his lips were raised up in a symbolic way, and a childish joy that was innocent and arrogant, which could be seen through at a glance, flashed in his eyes.

"Actually, he is also working very hard." Fearing that Su Huizhen might misunderstand, he hurriedly added, "I mean Ke Yu."

Su Huizhen looked at him amusedly, "You know again? Still helping him talk?"

"I met him in the village that day. He was chatting with the villagers. He didn't have any celebrity airs. He even squatted with them by the pond to fish for shrimps."

Su Huizhen curled her lips coldly and rather disgustedly.

"He was later called away by Shanglu and left a notebook."

"Have you opened it?"

"It was spread out when it fell," Pei Zhihe explained, "it's full of notes."

Su Huizhen lacked interest, but absent-mindedly cheered, "Really, what did you write?"

"Very detailed, more detailed and complex than a symphony score."

This metaphor is very "Pei Zhihe style", Su Huizhen laughed a little, "Is it so powerful?"

"Well, for example, a porter in a wholesale market, how does he lie on the cart to sleep, how does he swing his legs, how does his hand rest under his head, how does he sit up slowly when he hears someone shouting, how does his eyes Look at the other party from bottom to top and from top to bottom, and then quote, all written clearly." Pei Zhihe was a little embarrassed, "I didn't flip through, I just read that page....I think he wrote Very well done, very literary."

Su Huizhen pondered, then smiled suddenly, "What else?"

"That's it, it's very detailed, and there are stick figures next to it." The moment Pei Zhihe saw the notebook, an indescribable empathy surged in his heart.It is a kind of persistence that after being expected by others, you will try your best to live up to it.He thought angrily, even if you still have a conscience, you know not to disappoint Shanglu's expectations of you, but I can repay his kindness, can you?

"It's hard work, but in the actor industry, hard work without talent is probably useless." Su Huizhen concluded lightly.

The dinner was coming to an end, she walked into the venue again with Pei Zhihe on her arm, and saw Ke Yu and Shang Lu being surrounded by a crowd represented by Nie Jinhua, who seemed to be praising him for his good singing.

Someone asked: "Ms. Ke really knows how to play bass?"

"Played for a while." Ke Yu said.

"I really can't see it." The man echoed with a smile, "Bess doesn't seem to be a good match for you."

Bass is the most low-key, and the bass player is the most insignificant in a band. Ke Yu feels that he is very suitable for him. He just wants to be in the grand torrent of instruments, but he doesn't expect to be the focus.

"Why does Mr. Ke play music?" Nie Jinhua asked.

Pei Zhihe heard Ke Yu say something he felt quite the same with, "There is imagination in music."

Music is the most subtle of all the arts.Unlike movies, paintings, and dances that have direct image stimulation, its expression and touch are lonely and cannot be shared. Because of this implicitness, it is also the most advanced of all arts.A musician must be alone, and a score must be alone.Playing is lonely, feeling is also lonely.

Because of this, the touch of music to people is either inaccessible or directly to the heart.

Su Huizhen thought it was very interesting, tilted her head slightly, and showed a meaningful but calm smile.

On tomorrow's set, he will definitely surprise her.

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