Madam spoiled by villain again

Chapter 652 The gift given to her by fate... Is it Ye Shao?
"But he didn't say it, he wants to hear it tonight," Yu Jibai comforted her tenderly, "We'll start with the electronic piano, and senior brother will accompany you to play it, just like the first time you played it when you were a child, pressing the keys one by one .”

"You are the most beloved child of art, they are the most tolerant and gentle, as long as you are willing to return to their embrace, they will help you and tolerate you..."

"Give back everything you ever had."

Qin Xirao raised her face slightly and said in a low voice, "Start again..."

"Yes," Yu Jibai held her fingers that had stopped trembling slightly, and his tone became more gentle, "Leave everything in the past and start again."

Qin Xirao stopped talking.

The invisible silence was like substance, suppressing the girl's eyes into dead silence.

After a long time, Qin Xiluo closed her eyes repressedly, "Yes, start again, one day, I will play it to him again..."

She stood up from the ground.

Dahei seemed to realize that she was leaving, and walked over with the graceful steps unique to black cats, rubbed the corner of her skirt, and let out an intimate "meow".

Qin Xiluo seemed to be thinking of the cat only now, and was taken aback, "I didn't expect to see it again..."

Yu Jibai rubbed Dahei's little head, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The tenderness and kindness you once sowed, one day, fate will give you back in another way."

Qin Xirao looked up at the blue sky above her head.

The gift given to her by fate...is it Ye Shao?
Dahei originated from an unexpected encounter in childhood.

Ye Shao... who gave him her patron saint? !
Under the bright sky, the girl has her hands behind her back, her long hair is flying, and the angle of looking up at the sky makes people feel lonely.

The teenager squatted beside her, with a smile on his face, and raised his hand to caress an elegant black cat.

This picture fell into the eyes of the man in black in the distance without omission.

Ye Shao stared at Qin Xirao.

When he looked at her, his eyes were always so deep and doting, as if gathering all the tenderness in the world.

Through the screen, he suddenly saw his little girl living a pure, beautiful and carefree life in a place he couldn't see in the past ten years.

At that time, the sun was just right, the breeze was not dry, and the boys and girls smiled like flowers, wantonly swaying all the good things that life gifted.

And she will never know that in a certain corner of the world, there is a man who is experiencing the kind of loneliness and pain because of her departure...

fortunately.

She didn't die at the age of five.

fortunately.

In the past ten years or so, she lived so recklessly and beautifully.

fortunately.

He didn't miss the last chance, and pulled her back from the devil's grasp.

Ye Shao stared at Qin Xirao's figure turning around and walking towards the piano room, her sinister gaze seemed to form a cage, imprisoning every strand of her hair.

"Lazy," his tone was very light, as light as a butterfly flapping its wings, blowing out a huge storm in the Atlantic Ocean thousands of miles away, "...I love you."

Qin Xirao seemed to have sensed something, turned around suddenly, and looked up at this position.

The eyes Ye Shao stared at her were cold and deep, as if saying goodbye silently, or containing endless expectations.

Qin Xirao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked back at the piano room ahead, as if staring at the entrance of the abyss.

(End of this chapter)