"You're talking."

Seeing Song Zhiyu like this, Yun Mengxue was a little anxious, and she seemed to ask questions all the way if Song Zhiyu didn't say anything.

"Since you don't care about that person, why do you care if he will come? Mengxue, are you too nervous, right?"

"I……"

Yun Mengxue frowned and lowered her head. Yes, she was really too nervous. She thought Luo Haochen would not come, but she felt a sense of indescribable loss and loneliness in her heart. But now she felt a familiar and strong aura coming to her face. The two emotions were intertwined, as bitter as the five flavors were mixed, making her tongue numb.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the stage again. Yun Mengxue bent his lips and smiled a self-deprecating smile. Although the person looked very similar to Luo Haochen, she would never forget that Luo Haochen could not play the electric violin, right? The mask was similar? It was just a coincidence.

After all, Luo Haochen in his memory often deliberately shows indifference and arrogance and is difficult to approach. His intentional injury also makes people feel broken and scarred. Even when he met some time ago, he followed him all the way and wanted to save that relationship, like a red soldering iron that was so hot that it was forced.

In any case, Luo Haochen is definitely not as noble and elegant as he is now playing the electric violin. He is dressed in a white tuxedo and a silver fox mask, which interprets the passionate and flowing melody. If he is paired with a pair of white wings that slowly fall a few wings occasionally, it is simply Olps' appearance.

Although this metaphor is a bit inappropriate, because Orps plays a lyre instead of a violin, let alone an electric violin. But at this moment, only Orps can be remembered in Yun Mengxue's mind.

In ancient Greek mythology, the sun god Apollo and the poet Orpheus of the Thres used the lyra. Legend has it that Apollo gave the lyra to his son Orps, making him a famous lyra.

The sound of the piano of Orps can make people forget their sorrows and worries, make people feel happiness, and are full of endless power. At this moment, the cheerful melody of this mysterious man when playing "purple password" is like a rushing river, and like the mountains are undulating and undulating, grass and trees are full of green.

Yunmengxue once lingered in Luo Haoning's studio for a while. In her spare time, she read books on Western art history and master paintings by masters. She also saw many exquisite copies of the original paintings painted by Luo Haoning.

The painting art of the Renaissance was mostly based on religion and Greek and Roman mythology. When Yun Mengxue saw the god holding a lyre, she couldn't help but wonder how wonderful the melody such a strange instrument could be interpreted? Today, her feelings about the song "purple password" completely interpreted the confusion in her heart at that time.

Although the mysterious man played an electric violin, the pure and smooth tone and the gorgeous echoing momentum were like a igniting passionate indulgence. Suddenly, the electric violin came to an abrupt end when the high notes were sublimated. The man placed the white electric violin on the edge of the grand piano and walked down from the slowly falling circular platform and walked straight towards Yunmengxue.

"Mengxue, that person is coming for you!"

Song Zhiyu reminded in her ear that Yun Mengxue's heart couldn't help but tremble. Before she could turn around and escape, the man's hand that invited Gongdian fell in front of Yun Mengxue.

"Zhiyu..."

Some people were looking for help, Yun Mengxue was stunned. Song Zhiyu was still talking in his ear just now, but in the blink of an eye, the master disappeared.

"Zhiyu? Where are you?"

Yun Mengxue searched around Song Zhiyu's figure, but she seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Seeing that the people around him were all driven by high emotions, it seemed impolite to not accept the invitation from others, Yun Mengxue was constantly entangled in all kinds of emotions.

It seemed that Yun Mengxue could not wait for too much hesitation, and the mysterious man directly took her hand and walked towards the dance floor.

"Hey? You..."

Yun Mengxue felt that the blood in her body was frozen instantly, and the man's hands were very wide and solid and warm. It was this slender finger that had just interpreted such a heart-touching string rhythm.

Although the gorgeous notes of the electric violin stopped beating at this moment, the passion of "Purple Passion" continued to jump in the hands of the girl playing the piano, burning with fiery feelings.

The mysterious man gently supported his hand to the center of the dance floor, and Yun Mengxue's footsteps couldn't help but slide with him to dance.

However, when the fingertips touched each other, the past was flowing with sadness and heartbreak. The memories that could not be forgotten and unavoidable were touched again. At this moment, I still felt a faint pain in my heart when I remembered it.

The mysterious man in white costume was tall and slender. In front of him, Yunmengxue looked like a cobalt blue bird, with white wings on his neck highlighting the luxurious and uniqueness. The two figures fluttered and danced in the dance floor in perfect harmony.

Suddenly, the dazzling lights went out instantly, leaving only the chasing lights to follow. Yun Mengxue was still surprised that this scene that seemed to have changed only for her was deeply attracted by the affectionate eyes under the man's mask.

"Although I know that it is abrupt and presumptuous to say this,... I still want to know, you... who are you?"

Yun Mengxue couldn't help but ask urgently. She always felt familiar with the handsome face reflected by the lights, and the touch and breath were like the feelings brought by the person she knew in her heart. However, the electric violin performance just now made Yun Mengxue dare not admit it easily.

The other party seemed not to want Yun Mengxue to ask so much, just wanted to dance with her, or was afraid of Yun Mengxue's asking questions, so he refused to speak, and seemed not to want Yun Mengxue to hear his voice, and kept pursing his firm lips.

"Why don't you talk? Do you know me, right?"

The mysterious man's hand came out, and Yun Mengxue turned out, but her inquiry was not answered.

"Okay, since you don't say it, I won't ask anymore. There is no need for me to continue dancing this dance."

Yun Mengxue put down her face and turned around and wanted to leave. The mysterious man stepped forward and grabbed her wrist and carried it back into her arms.

As the winding was spinning, the beautiful hair of Yunmeng Snow suddenly scattered, and under the bright light of the chase light, it was like a god descending to earth. The exquisite face was a little indescribable sadness, which made people couldn't help but be moved by this perfect interpretation.

"You... let go..."

Yun Mengxue struggled a little, but she didn't dare to do too much due to the scene, because the closer she got, the stronger the familiarity was.

Not only that, the pain in the other person's eyes became stronger and stronger, as if she was about to crush her heart, making people unable to help but raise their hand to wipe it away gently.

"Xue'er, it's all my fault to make you like this."

After the dance, the mysterious man finally spoke, and the words he said made Yun Mengxue widen his eyes in surprise, his mood simply incomparable.

"Luo...Luo Haochen? Why are you?! You..."

Before Yun Mengxue could finish her trembling words in surprise, the light-chasing lights and the scenery suddenly disappeared, and the scene fell into darkness.

"Xue'er, I miss you very much! The reason why I haven't contacted you again for so long is actually just for this day..."

Luo Haochen's hand surrounding Yun Mengxue's waist couldn't help but tighten it, holding her tightly in his arms, and kissing her slightly trembling red lips without giving Yun Mengxue a chance to speak.

The familiar aura enveloped the whole body even more and more, and Yun Mengxue's thoughts suddenly became messy.

The VIPs who came to the dance seemed to know all the arrangements, but no one made a sound of confusion. The surroundings were quiet, making Yun Mengxue feel that she and Luo Haochen were the only ones in the space at this time.

He subconsciously wanted to push Luo Haochen away, but his hands clamped Yun Mengxue like pliers and couldn't get out. However, the kiss was not as urgent and domineering as last time, but full of infinite tenderness.

After wandering around, Yun Mengxue was in a state of confusion and letting him ask for it. Her sweet and fragrant tongue unknowingly followed her and danced happily, and her uncle was entangled in lingering...

"Brother Haoning, from this point of view, they should have a brand new and good development today, right?"

Song Zhiyu stood beside Luo Haoning who had not appeared in everyone's sight. She looked at the center of the dance floor with a look of Qi Yi on her face, and could only hear the accompaniment of the piano and symphony band.

Luo Haoning smiled slightly and didn't say anything. After the operation, he recovered well. He can now get rid of the wheelchair and walk slowly with his cane and support. This is a good development that makes people emotional and mentally excited. However, the next few months or even longer rehabilitation training will still hone people's consciousness. Song Zhiyu decided to accompany Luo Haoning to walk with her.

This time when I came to Liao'an, Luo Haoning did not let her know that she was here with me in order not to embarrass Yun Mengxue or feel what she felt. In fact, Luo Haoning came here not to attend the dance, but to rehabilitation training.

Chu Mohan contacted a relatively famous local doctor to conduct rehabilitation training for Luo Haoning. He came here to stay in Liao'an for at least three months.

Luo Haoning wanted to join in the fun this time for the first time. After all, the silver fox mask electric violin player was his paranoid and stubborn brother. Isn’t it a pity if I didn’t see this rare drama with my own eyes!

I couldn't help but watch it, and Chu Mohan arranged for the whole process to record it. Thinking of this, Luo Haoning raised his lips and chuckled. He expressed a little shame in his heart for his little interest.

The dance scene is still extending the dark time. Who else can be arranged by the dance organizer? It seems that for the harmonious relationship between Yun Mengxue and Luo Haochen, Chu Mohan has also begun to learn romance, but the superb interpretation of the piano has never stopped.

"At the same time, when did Yatong play the piano? The piano can be played so well in this darkness. It really makes me unable to find out what kind of words to describe her! It should be Chu Mohan's teaching?"

Chu Mohan knows that she can play the piano and draw, and her topic has changed very quickly at this time, because what she needs to pay attention to today is not the only pair of Yun Mengxue and Luo Haochen.

When she first entered the venue, Song Zhiyu said that she was very concerned about Shao Yatong's current situation. No matter what, she should have been on stage with Chu Mohan in her previous speech? But Chu Mohan is the only one. Don't you think it's strange?

"Why are you so sure that she is the one who plays the piano?"

Luo Haoning's questions made Song Zhiyu shrugg and smile. Of course she knew who the piano was.

"You will know that evening dress! Brother Hao Ning, you have been doing recovery during that period, so you didn't pay attention to real-time information. That was the expensive dress that Chu Mohan bought with a big blood-letting not long ago. Of course, it was given to his beautiful wife. Could it be given to his aunt? Haha!"
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