Cultivating In The Entertainment Industry

The atmosphere is really strange now, Yun Ran pursed his lips and asked in a low voice, "Can you listen to music?"

"Well," Guan Yumo, who concentrated on driving, said without looking at her, "Choose for yourself."

Yun Ran nodded, leaned toward the driving position, and looked down at the songs in the music library on the touch screen.

When she approached like this, Guan Yumo suddenly smelled a delicate fragrance.

If there is something like nothing, it is like an osmanthus in the breeze.

Sweet, but also elusive.

Yun Ran had already selected the song, and then sat back to the position of the co-pilot properly, melodiously flowing slowly in the compartment.

It is singmetosleep's piano music, especially melodious and soothing.

It seemed to alleviate the invisible, strange but charming atmosphere.

When waiting for the red light, Guan Yumo turned to look at Yun Ran, "Like this song?"

"Yeah. But I prefer piano music. During the years I was injured, listening to some ethereal and quiet pure music would calm my mood."

For some reason, Yun Ran subconsciously told Guan Yu about his past like this.

The green light came on and the car continued on.

Guan Yu drove the car calmly, and suddenly remembered everything he had experienced over the years.

Always turbulent.

It seems that since he was conscious, he has never enjoyed this kind of calm and tranquility.

During the most chaotic days, he also liked listening to pure music.

It seemed that only then could he find a moment of peace.

During the next trip, neither of them spoke, only the melodious faintly flowing inside the carriage.

Although nothing said.

But invisible, it seemed that something was approaching.

When Yunran was delivered to the door of his house, Yunran gave a light cough and said, "Today is really troublesome for you."

"No." Guan Yu paused and said, "I also live in this community, on the top floor of the building behind."

Here are all duplex houses, the top floor is five and six.

Yun Ran felt her cheeks getting hotter.

It's obviously windy and rainy outside, it's a bit cold.

But there is a wave of heat, running around, as if to find a catharsis.

Yun Ran was a little flustered.

She said, "Then, then you go back soon, and goodbye."

"Yep."

After Yun Ran returned home, holding a bunch of materials, she was absent-minded when talking to her parents.

The parents thought she was too tired, so they let her go to rest quickly.

Yun Ran nodded, and after returning to the room to put down the papers, he took a hot bath before finally calming down.

"Let's work!" She shook her head and decided to stop her mind.

Because Yunran felt that if she continued to think about it, she would definitely be more upset.

The Guan Yumo over there actually didn't intend to go home so early. Apart from the car keys he brought with him and the keys in the house, all he had left was a mobile wallet.

But now that he has returned and the storm is getting worse, he simply goes home directly.

After the shower, he took a glass of red wine and stood in front of the huge French window, watching the thunder and lightning outside the window.

When I first met Gu Yan, it seemed that it was also such a time of storm...

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Compared with the somewhat depressed or even confused atmosphere here, Yunze's house is much more lively.

When there are no outsiders, Xiao Ai Xiao Zi can also come out and let go.

And Xiao Qibao was very embarrassed. He showed off to Xiao Ai, "This children's room is mine. You are not allowed to move those toys."

"Naive." Xiao Ai snorted coldly, "After the little master is born, you have to move."