Can’t Take My Eyes Off You

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Attentively, he was sitting in front of the window and playing the back of the piano in front of the piano. The light and shadow hit him, casting a long shadow behind him, just as straight as his sitting posture.

Every sound under his fingertips is so smooth and so touching.

This was when he didn't know, he practiced again and again, and again and again.

This is not the most pleasant surprise for Jiang Yao. The biggest surprise is in front of her, beside him, and in every corner of this living room.

The living room was not turned on, and the candles were lit, from the doorway, to the window sill, to his piano, to the floor, and on the table.

In front of these candles, one glass bottle with a thousand paper cranes hung in every corner of the room. The candlelight gently swayed with the wind, and the candlelight reflected on the glass bottle, depicting each firelight on the glass bottle. The appearance and color give the glass bottle a warm yellow light.

The light reflected from the glass bottle is like starlight.

The black night is the starry sky here.

Jiang Yao didn't know how to sigh how beautiful it is now. The beauty is like a dream in a fairy tale. The beauty is so hard to read.

If the wind blows in from the window, the candlelight in the house is weak, but the glass bottles hanging inside the house collide lightly like a wind chime, making a clear and pleasant sound.

These sounds are like the accompaniment of his piano. Although there is no chapter order, they are still beautiful.

Jiang Yao didn't dare to sit there, she was afraid that a little walk would destroy the beauty of her vision.

She sat there quietly, listening quietly as he played the piano tune, staring with red eyes, and erected every bottle in the room.

She recognized that these bottles were all thrown out of the sea on the island when she was caught by Zhuangcheng Mountain.

More than four hundred, it seems, all here.

Jiang Yao remembered that Lu Xingzhi had inadvertently asked her while chatting a while ago, asking if she still remembered how many bottles had been dropped from the island.

She said she remembered, it turned out that the people who remembered were more than her, and him.

More than four minutes, a starry sky ended.

Jiang Yao was still immersed in the music and couldn't extricate himself, and even more so, he couldn't extricate himself in the picture where he focused on playing the piano.

Lu Xingzhi's fingertips slowly lifted from the piano keys. He sat in front of the piano and slowly turned to look at the people on the sofa, only to realize that Jiang Yao had already red eyes.

"Yaoyao, sometimes, I really want to lose myself suddenly, so that I can understand what I missed." Lu Xingzhi looked at Jiang Yao, "At that time, I thought you were dead, holding you The urn of the urn was hard to live, and it was then that I suddenly discovered that there are so many things that I and you have not done, and there are so many things I want to do for you that have not yet begun to do."

Lu Xingzhi sighed softly, "Before, I always thought we had a lifetime, we still have a long time to stay together, and we can slowly do what we want one by one. Later, I didn't until, Sometimes, it can be as short as a finger in my life, so I want to do what I want to do the most, without spare time."

Speaking of which, Lu Xingzhi stood up and walked towards the person on the couch step by step, then gently hugged the little wife who started crying.