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Chapter 114 Indirect Contact (8)

Although he also knew that he might not really like that girl.

There is only a glimpse, there is only one tune, it is too simple to say that you like it, you say you love it.However, at that time, he was in the most intense struggle with his father.

Although Yu Zexiao was young and energetic, he almost succumbed to his father's coercion, filled in the university he wanted to take, and followed his established path.It was that girl, that girl's pure and clear music, and her pure and clear eyes, gave him this hope, made him determined to apply for the music department, and after graduation, he overcame all difficulties to enter the entertainment circle.

Even though I know that the chance of meeting that girl in this life is already slim.Moreover, even if the two of them had the chance to meet again, maybe ten years later, she would not be the person who surprised him back then.However, that girl still left a strong mark in his heart.

Therefore, he really regretted that Jian Anning couldn't play the piano, it wasn't her.

As for why Jian Anning should be imagined as that character.
He himself can't tell, the way is unknown.It felt, as if wished, that she was that girl, that's all.

At this time, in the night wind, Jian Anning's face was plunged into the blurred night, and the shallow bangs on her forehead were blown by the wind, like the willows that had just sprouted buds and floated slightly by the river in the new spring of February. leaf.The delicate willow branches swaying gently by the water can easily create ripples in the lake of people's hearts.

Maybe it was because the moonlight was too charming, maybe it was because he was slightly drunk after drinking red wine, Yu Zexiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at her quietly.

From a close distance, this woman doesn't seem to be that ugly - Yu Zexiao's original standard, but a woman who is uglier than himself, even if it is a rare big beauty, he still thinks it is ugly.Therefore, facing a pure beauty like Jiang Yuqi, or a flaming red-lipped chun like Pei Anna, he would think they were all ugly girls.

Jian Anning's appearance is not the kind of beauty that is very eye-catching at first glance.However, she is the type who feels very comfortable the more she looks at it.Her facial features are very regular, not the kind of delicacy that Jiang Yuqi deliberately made, but the feeling that her whole person looks very regular.Dressing is also very natural, like a refreshing and pleasant sister next door. Zui-chun is rosy and small, without any chun cream, it looks fresh and natural, like fresh and tender flower petals.He still remembered the sweet taste in her mouth, just like the faint sweet fragrance after the rain after the roses bloomed.The tip of the nose is tall and straight, like a lettuce that just broke through the ground before and after Qingming, making people want to take a bite.

Most special, perhaps, are her eyes.Different from the clear aura of the girl in the golden hall, Jian Anning's eyes are like a deep pool with no bottom to be seen.The breeze is gentle, and it can only blow the layers of micro waves on the surface.But he couldn't see anything in the ravines inside.

Such eyes do not look like a 26-year-old woman at all.It seems that when I saw her, a few words popped into my mind-this is a woman with a story.
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