Following the direction of Xiao Yuanze's finger, she leisurely saw a black Steinways Sons quietly standing in the corner of the office. She quickly walked to the piano and lifted the cover. Her fair and slender fingers gently stroked the keys, and the piano emitted a series of gentle notes. What a familiar feeling. Once upon a time, he had also owned such a piano. Those days when he played without worries in the warm spring, those days when he was worried about composing new words, seemed as distant as the last century. Calming her mind, she sat on the piano stool leisurely. It seemed that she didn't need to think. Her fingers had already stopped on those familiar keys. Then, the song of 'Homesick' that was filled with longing, melancholy, and sadness flowed from her fingertips.
Time seemed to have reversed at this moment. Youran seemed to have returned to five years ago. Her home was still the same home. Her parents were still sitting behind her, listening to the music she had just learned. Her mother smiled gently, her father looked at her with admiration, and the bright sunlight outside filled the courtyard. At that time, Youran felt that she was the happiest person in the world.
She remembered that summer when Youran finally got into the medical school she had always dreamed of. She rushed home excitedly with the admission letter. She wanted to share her happiness with her parents. However, before her happiness faded, a sudden storm destroyed her entire world. That day, the fiercest argument in history broke out between his parents. From then on, they truly respected each other as if they were ice. His father didn't come home all day, and his mother was in tears all day. Through her mother's intermittent narration, Youran finally learned about her parents 'past and why her father always revealed a faint sadness.
Youran's parents met at a university performance. Because her mother was good at playing the piano, her father, who was the president of the student union, invited her to accompany the performance. After a while, her gentle mother fell in love with her father crazily. However, at that time, her father already had a lover who loved him wholeheartedly. Her mother could only bury this hopeless love in her heart. Perhaps the world was playing tricks on people. In the year they graduated, his father's family business was in crisis. The man wanted to use marriage to obtain support. His mother readily agreed, but he encountered strong resistance from his father. Seeing how her father and his lover were in so much pain that they were in so much pain, and her mother falling ill, her maternal grandfather, who loved his daughter dearly, had no choice but to use disgraceful means to force the girl away. Although her mother could not bear it, in the realm of love, how could she tolerate the existence of a third party? She acquiesced to her maternal grandfather's actions and became Madam Ji. All these years, her mother had been careful and did not dare to make any mistakes. She had guarded her family with fear and trepidation, humbly begging for her father's love, but in the end, what did she get? Her father's lover appeared. Not only did she reveal the truth, but she also brought a daughter who was five years older than her. From then on, her father's heart completely left this family. At that time, Youran seemed to have turned from an ignorant girl into an adult overnight. She truly felt the pain of growing up.
Even so, her mother did not agree to the divorce. In Youran's second year of university, her father took his lover and their daughter and completely disappeared from the sight of both mother and daughter. He abandoned his career and family responsibilities and went far away. To make matters worse, his father had been managing the two businesses for the past few years. He had made no mistakes or achievements, and his performance was mediocre. However, his sudden departure and taking away a large sum of money caused the company to fall into a financial crisis. Coupled with the impact of the financial crisis, it soon declared bankruptcy. Her mother had no choice but to sell all her assets, including the ancestral house they lived in, to pay off her debts. At that time, Youran wanted to drop out of school, but her mother refused to allow it. She took her out of the mansion and rented a 20-square-meter house. With the help of her friends, she opened a flower shop to pay off the debts left by her father and pay for her school. From then on, his leisure time was filled with studying and working. She could go to the autopsy room at night to study the specimens, even if her legs were cramping. She did not know how to use needles and thread since she was young, but she could pierce herself with holes just to practice her surgical suturing skills, just to get a scholarship that cost a few hundred yuan to supplement her family's expenses. She could only sleep for a few hours a day just to get an extra job. That way, her mother wouldn't have to wake up early and go to the dark every day to take care of the flower shop... But whenever she was free, her mother would take out her father's photo and cry secretly. Youran didn't know how to comfort her persistence. It might be right to love someone, but was it right or wrong to stubbornly love someone who didn't love her?
Her thoughts drifted back to the past with the distant sound of the zither, then back to reality. With a light jump, it came to an end. Leisurely retracted her fingers and touched her cheeks. It turned out that her face was already covered in tears. I didn't want to cry, but who knew that the tears had already fallen.
She wiped her tears and glanced unnaturally at the silent Xiao Yuanze, only to realize that someone had been standing in front of the French window. It was the man sitting on the sofa who subconsciously reflected this sentence in his mind. Coincidentally, the man was also looking at her like a torch, so she bumped into him. What kind of eyes were those? It was as deep as the sea, but it was also suffused with a star-like luster. It made people unable to extricate themselves from it at first glance, but the coldness that occasionally flashed past made people not dare to look at it directly. He had a smooth face and a sharp, cold, handsome face. His thick eyebrows and tall nose definitely showed the wonder of an Artisan. He casually wore an exquisite beige windbreaker, but his entire body was full of nobility, elegance, dominance, and confidence. If Xiao Yuanze was the bright Apollo God, then this man was the Dark Night Hades Emperor.
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