When Youya returned home, the lifeless scene at home was still there.

Her parents talked to her about performances and traveling, and then her mother ran over and said in a heartbroken voice, "Xiaoya, playing the piano is your way. If you have nothing to do, what kind of love do you have with a man seven years older than you? My mother's friend introduced you ten thousand times better than that Cen or something. You have to be obedient."

After the mother said that, her father also came to persuade her, "It's hard to say anything else. People who study music should find a major. This is the experience of many people. Parents are busy. Don't let us worry about you. I know the violinist at the Lincoln Art Center. He really wants to know you!"

Youya looked at her parents' figure. This family was just their inn. They were busy all their lives. "If I broke up with Cen Luan, I would never marry forever."

"What are you talking about? You and your dad are the only ones. Why don't you think about it for us?"

When her mother taught her, Youya sneered, "You are not my parents." She shouted at them at the top of her lungs, seeing the two standing there, looking at each other."

You will be busy with your work all your life. In addition to giving me a piano and giving me a nanny, you are not here when I am sick, you are not here when I am on my birthday, I..."

Thinking of being deceived by Fan Zhenmo and having an abortion alone, Youya burst into tears. Her parents never told her how to prevent the darkness of human nature. Her parents never knew that she was not a good girl at all. She had long been a woman who was abandoned and played with.

They disliked Cen Luan, but they didn't know that Cen Luan had no intention of asking her.

Youya packed her clothes and luggage. She wanted to leave this home. She didn't want to be a decoration. She wanted to live her own life.

"I hope she will return to the United States and have school homework to suppress her, so she won't be thinking about it all day long."

As the mother said, his father walked by and wanted to pull her box to talk to her, but she was thrown away.

Youya checked into the hotel, and she thought she should go back to the United States.

She told Cen Luan about the family, "I'm sorry, I'm not the good girl you think, let's break up!"

After she sent this text message, Cen Luan appeared in the hotel. He hugged her tightly, making her cry.

Then he kissed her and looked at her with painful eyes. That night, Cen Luan asked to stay.

Youya felt that she had no capital to twist her, she did not betray her heart, she loved Cen Luan.

Compared to Fan Zhenmo's countless people, Cen Luan and her are truly in love.

She felt Cen Luan's love, and also saw his pain and sorrow.

"You said, I knew what to do!" she asked calmly, Cen Luan, who had first experienced love.

Cen Luan had no answer, and the next day, Cen Luan left.

After waiting in the hotel for three days, she learned that Cen Luan had returned to the United States in advance. She did not ask questions, and Cen Luan did not call her cell phone again.

Later, her father came to the hotel and picked her up home, "I won't go to the United States to go to school!" She made a decision that made her parents even more angry.

They tried their best to persuade her and coax her.

And every day she would play the piano at home, playing the sadness in life, and playing her withered love.

Her mother secretly took her to a psychiatrist, "Your daughter has moderate depression."

This result seems to belong to her.
Chapter completed!