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Xiang Qian lives very close to Zhao Haiyang's apartment. His villa area is just a few steps away from the hospital. It is in the same area as the apartment and the hospital. After the driver parked the car in the garage, he walked to the apartment by himself. Take the elevator, no one follows.

In fact, he had never been to the apartment on the first floor where Zhao Haiyang lived, only to the floor of Ziyao. When he stood in front of the door and rang the bell, he had a strange and nervous feeling, as if he had invaded someone else's private domain. And this field is jointly owned and created by Ziyao and Zhao Haiyang.

After waiting for 1 minute, Zhao Haiyang opened the door.

"Please come in."

Please enter two words to deepen his thoughts just now, but he wants to spy more.

"You can tell auntie what you want to eat. I don't know your taste. If you have any taboos, tell auntie. Auntie is in the kitchen."

Zhao Haiyang's calm tone seemed to be unaware of his relationship with Mo Ziyao. He was just entertaining an ordinary guest. After he entered the apartment, he glanced at it. This apartment was different from Ziyao's apartment. There were traces of people living here. sample room.

At first glance, it looks very similar to Zhao Haiyang, gentle and yet characterful.

He actually wanted to go to the bedroom to have a look, but it was too abrupt, so he still didn't open his mouth. He just came to the black piano in the living room and asked Zhao Haiyang if he could play the piano.

"I know a little."

Xiang Qian was a little surprised. He knew that Mo Ziyao couldn't play the piano, and he didn't like to play it since he was a child. He learned it for a year when he was a child but didn't continue to learn it. He didn't pick it up until he was sick and stayed at home too much. The piano teacher said that his current level is that of a professional among amateurs, but he didn't know that Zhao Haiyang could play the piano.

"Then can you play any song?"

"I don't remember much about the score."

"It's okay, just play a song."

Seeing Zhao Haiyang sitting in front of the piano, Xiang Qian tried to play a few notes before officially starting. As soon as he played it, he heard that it was "Nocturne", and Zhao Haiyang could indeed play it, but he was just unfamiliar with it, and made a few mistakes in the middle. sound.

"You really can play the piano."

"I have learned, self-taught."

"You play very well."

"Will you? You can sit down and play, and I'll only remember one."

Zhao Haiyang gave up his seat, and he sat down.

"Is this the Goldberg Variations?"

Xiang Qian was so surprised that he opened his mouth slightly, "God, you heard it, the third part I played, listen, I like this part the most."

thump thump thump thump thump...

"Is this part repeated from the previous one, can I play it a little harder, duh..."

Finally someone can communicate with him, Xiang Qian no longer cared about the relationship between Zhao Haiyang and Mo Ziyao, and was very excited to chat with Zhao Haiyang about the piano music he had practiced, wishing to chat for a day and a night.

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My car broke down on the way to the apartment, so I had to stop on the side of the road and call someone to come and have it repaired. I walked back and met Xiang Qian on the way. He wanted to come to my place for dinner. During the meal, Xiang Qian invited me to play the piano, and I played a piece casually, which was a bit unfamiliar, and I couldn’t remember the tune very clearly. When it was Xiang Qian’s turn, when he communicated with me, he was in an excited state, pale The face began to flush, and a pair of beautiful amber eyes seemed to be shining, much like a very cuddly and cute puppy.

Xiang Qian is a person who does not arouse your disgust, but only arouses your desire to protect.

It is not without reason that Mo Ziyao loves him.

"Mr. Zhao, the meal is ready."

The auntie came to ask us to eat and interrupted Xiang Qian's excited sharing. We went to the restaurant for dinner. Xiang Qian kept asking me when I learned the piano, whether I have invited a teacher, and what music I usually like to play.

In fact, I don’t usually play very much, and the frequency is relatively low, but I did learn it. I originally wanted to take a career path, and I learned it for more than ten years.

But then I turned to study literature after my hand hurt. At first, I must have liked the piano. Later, after I wanted to go in the direction of a career, I loved and hated the piano. I spent at least six or seven hours a day on it. I was very bored at one point. After giving up entirely, my love for the piano seems to have diminished.

It has become something that I am familiar with and don't want to touch for a long time, and it feels fresh only when I play it occasionally.

Obviously I don't love the piano as much as Xiang Qian does now, but it's interesting to talk about it with him.

Otherwise, I really don't know what to talk about with him. I'm afraid the only topic we have in common is Mo Ziyao, and I don't want to talk about Mo Ziyao.

After the meal, Xiang Qian still hadn't left, and he didn't seem to want to leave either. He still sat back in front of the piano and played one piece after another. He looked at me happily after each piece, as if he was waiting for me. According to my evaluation, it looks like a child asking for sugar, like my brother.

My brother, I haven't thought about him for a long time, he was five years younger than me, and he passed away when he was 11 years old.

I touched Xiang Qian's head and told him that I was going to take a nap and he could stay here.

"No, it's getting late, I have to go back to take medicine."

Xiang Qian was very smart, got up after I finished speaking, did not stay too long, and left quickly.

I am the only one left in the apartment. Today is Friday, there is no class in the afternoon, so I came here, thinking about living in the apartment for two days, eating the meals cooked by my aunt, and the meals in the school cafeteria will get tired after a long time. Take a nap in the bedroom and start reading after waking up.

There are a lot of textbooks for medical students, each page seems to be very important, and there are a lot of knowledge points. Now I have very little time to read extracurricular books. I basically read textbooks, try to write down all the knowledge, and memorize various body acupuncture points.

In the evening, Xiang Qian sent me a message saying that he wanted to come over for dinner.

I said that I was going out to have dinner with my friends at night and not at home, so Xiang Qian didn't reply to the message.

I didn't lie to Xiang Qian, I'm going to have dinner with Liang Jiahuan at night, and I should go to the bar after dinner.

I asked the driver to escort me when I went out, and when I arrived at the place to eat, I found that Liang Jiahuan and the others had already arrived. Before I sat down, Liang Jiahuan told me gossip about Mo Ziyao's second uncle, that is, Xing Xiangbei.

"It is rumored in the circle that Mo Ziyao's second uncle is the same as Mo Ziyao, and even has a crush on Mo Ziyao. Their family keeps this matter secret."

I almost laughed out loud when I heard this, what kind of messed up rumors are these, and asked suspiciously: "Have you never seen Xing Xiangbei before?"

"I haven't seen it. I heard that he is not in Huaicheng, nor does he appear in the news. Where did I see him? Have you seen him?"

When I think about it carefully, Xing Xiangbei is indeed very low-key and has not appeared in the news. The public may know that there is such a person in their family.

But he may not know his appearance, or even his real name, so there is no way to know, unlike the high-profile Mo Ziyao, as for the secret love for Mo Ziyao, it is nonsense.

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