Chapter 7 Are you Yu Wei?

Even if Rong Zhixing didn't say anything, Jiang Xiao was planning to take action.

The piano with its transparent frame was so alluring. She couldn't help but want to touch it when they were at the auction. Now that the piano finally belonged to her, she no longer had to restrain her love for it.

Rong Zhixing watched the little girl happily run to the piano. She was still simple and straightforward. All her emotions were written on her face and she didn't know how to hide it.

At this moment, he hoped to protect Jiang Xiao under his arms forever, to keep her nature forever, and not to be infected by this messy world.

Jiang Xiao focused entirely on the piano and had no idea what he was thinking right now.

The aperture in the living room hits the crystal piano, reflecting the same light color.

"Dang——"

The long and slender white fingers landed on the black and white keys, showing a dull tone without any impurities.

As the fingertips flowed, the notes jumped out on the keys, as if they were speaking in a low voice, which lasted for a long time.

From the first note to the end of the last note, Jiang Xiao was immersed in it, as if he had wandered around in a dense forest, soaking up the fresh air of newly sprouted leaves.

"Brother Zhixing, how did I play?" Jiang Xiao happily ran up to Rong Zhixing, raising her proud face like a child asking for a reward.

Rong Zhixing subconsciously reached out his hand and pinched her straight nose gently.

The smile was mixed with endearment, "We haven't seen each other for so many years. The little girl has really grown up. She plays the piano very well. I like it very much."

Rong Zhixing's thoughts surged, and he felt more regretful.

He has been gone for so many years and missed every stage of the little girl's growth. He was not present in all her shining moments.

Although he occasionally received photos of Jiang Xiao playing the piano from his mother, when he realized it, the little girl had grown up and was no longer the childish person who followed him behind and called her brother when he was a child.

Just as he was thinking this, Jiang Xiao dodged his hand that was about to fall on his head, "Then let's rehearse this piece."

"us?"

"I forgot to tell you that I am going to perform at the art festival with my classmates. Since you said it sounds good, I will choose this song! Your taste is not wrong!"

He is really a child, his emotions come and go quickly. He originally wanted to be gentle, but she interrupted him incomprehensibly.

But forget it, they have a long time ahead.

"But, can I ask my classmates to rehearse at home? You go to the company during the day and there is no one at home. I promise not to move around and only rehearse!" Jiang Xiao said, fearing that he wouldn't believe it, so she swore with her fingers together.

But Jiang Xiao didn't know that as long as it was a request she made, Rong Zhixing would obey it unconditionally.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Originally, I wanted to spend more time with her while working from home, but at this age, the little girl probably doesn’t need a clingy brother like him.

Well, youth is meant to be flamboyant. If she is forcibly tied to her side, she will be like a flightless canary.

Rong Zhixing preferred to see her youthful and sparkling look.

He thought he could wait, but he soon discovered that his self-control was far from being as good as he imagined, especially when it came to everything related to Jiang Xiao.

On the weekend, Jiang Xiao made an appointment with the other four classmates to rehearse together, because in addition to their own performances, everyone also needs to have an ensemble.

After Rong Zhixing saw the visitor, he already regretted agreeing to her so readily.

No one said that these four are all male classmates.

He is a young and sunny boy who is positive and can make Jiang Xiaoqiao smile brightly when a few people sit together and say a few words.

Looking back on the few days Jiang Xiao spent with him, he got angry twice and made her cry once. The times when he smiled were limited.

"Xiaoxiao, eat some fruit." Rong Zhixing washed the fruit and walked over.

"Thank you, Brother Zhixing, just leave it there."

A boy with big eyes next to him walked over curiously and asked: "Xiaoxiao, is this your brother?"

"That's right, he's my adopted brother's brother."

Jiang Xiao explained very seriously because she was afraid that others would misunderstand that they were really brother and sister.

She turned her back to Rong Zhixing and did not see that a shadow had fallen on his face at this time.

His heart froze, as if he was being clenched tightly and then loosened. In front of several young boys, Rong Zhixing felt inferior for the first time.

The buzzing in his pocket brought him back to his thoughts.

When he saw it was Jiang Ci calling, he felt even more angry.

"Mr. Rong, Yu Wei has agreed to meet you at three o'clock, Orange Heart Cafe."

"I know." Rong Zhixing said in a very impatient tone.

"Where's Xiaoxiao?"

"She's busy, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Ci kept saying the same thing to Xiaoxiao, and was on the verge of Rong Zhixing's rage.

Jiang Ci raised his eyebrows where he couldn't see him. He hadn't replied to her message for a long time, so he thought something had happened. Since he was busy, it would be fine.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Jiang Xiao felt safer with Rong Zhixing than anywhere else.

"It's okay. Take good care of her and die."

His commanding tone made Rong Zhixing even more unhappy.

I looked at the time, it was almost one o'clock.

He walked towards the door, picked up his coat and put it on his arms.

He glanced far away at Jiang Xiao, who was engaged in rehearsal, sighed, opened the door and went out.

Jiang Xiao's eardrums were covered by sound waves and she didn't hear the door closing.

Rong Zhixing drove to Orange Heart Cafe.

Sitting on the reserved seat was a girl who looked quiet and young. She looked like she had just graduated from college. She had her head in her mouth and was a little shy.

"Hello, Mr. Rong." The girl raised her head and glanced timidly, then quickly lowered her head.

"Well, you are Yu Wei?"

"It's me."

Rong Zhixing rarely looked at a woman with his appraising eyes. He glanced from top to bottom and always felt that there was some difference between this figure and his imagination.

It is also hard to imagine that the kind of music that changes from melodious to soaring and surging could come from her weak and timid body.

"Forgive me for asking, did you write Jiang Ci's song?"

"Well, yes."

The girl always lowered her head, she was a little afraid of Rong Zhixing's strong aura.

After all, when Rong Zhixing is sitting upright, he is like a stone statue with a knife. Looking at other people is like cutting him with a knife. Girls are introverted, so they don't dare to look at him.

"Why is a cello solo suddenly added in the third section of the song? Is this a technique or is there any purpose?" Rong Zhixing folded his hands and placed them on his raised knees, and an ordinary sentence came out of his mouth.

There was also a bit of majesty, as if he was questioning.

The girl who was already feeling guilty now couldn't help but her voice began to tremble.

"I, I don't have anything...well, I just added it casually."

Rong Zhixing came here full of anger. At this time, his eagle eyes narrowed slightly, gathering fire, "As a musician, Miss Yu answered so unprofessionally, which is really disappointing."
Chapter completed!