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The little guy didn't realize that he made a mistake. He came over and wanted to take the crystal ball in his hand. The trophy was spherical and it had broken and turned into a crystal ball.

"Go away!"

Xicheng raised his arm in angrily, the little guy was drawn by his arm, and fell down on the floor, not wearing diaper, falling directly on the floor, a little pain, immediately a small mouth, a big cry.

Xicheng frowned and stood up, put the trophy in his hand into a high shelf, turned his face and looked at the little guy who was crying with "Pear Blossom with Rain", and he couldn't bear it.

He is just a child, what do you know?

However, it is just a broken crystal trophy. If it breaks, it will be broken.

When I thought about it, I suddenly regretted it.

Obviously he did not take care of him, how can he still qualify for his temper.

Kneeling down, the little guy sitting on the floor crying, right out, Xicheng carefully wiped his tears.

"Sorry, I miss, Dad didn't mean to lose your temper to you." The little guy is no longer crying, still sucking his nose and sucking his nose, tears on his long eyelashes, looking good and not wronged, looking at the little guy's look West City has a distressed heart. "I'm sorry, I am really sorry..."

I’m sorry to say a few words, and I think that this little guy is afraid that I still don’t know what it means.

The eyes swept over the trophy that broke on the shelf, and Xicheng had a chance to move.

"Right, I am sorry to miss the ball. Dad will take you to the ball now."

He said, holding him and hurried down the stairs into the piano room he hadn’t entered for a long time, put the little guy on the ground, he pulled the drawer and rummaged - when he first started learning vocal music, he often practiced blowing balloons. There should be two packs in the drawer.

Ding--

A string of sounds suddenly sounded behind him.

Xicheng turned his face in surprise and saw that the thought of just standing on his side was on his side of the guitar, and he used his fingers to dial the strings.

"Be careful!" Looking at his small hand reaching out the thinst steel string, Xicheng was busy rushing to grab his little hand. "This will cut your hand, and the hand will hurt."

"It hurts."

"Yes, the hand will hurt, it will bleed."

Xicheng stretched out his fingers, dialed the strings, and made a painful look to retract his fingers.

"Ah, it hurts, hurts, doesn't move, understand?"

The little guy didn't look at his fingers. A pair of big eyes just stared at the strings that made the sound of the piano. It seemed to be thinking about why that thing made such a sound.

Look at his appearance, Xicheng picks his eyebrows, and immediately smiles.

"Do you like this?"

Holding a little guy in one hand, he stretched his fingers and dialed a few strings, listening to the sound of the guitar in front of him. The little guy excitedly patted his little hand and eagerly extended his little hand.

"You can't play this..." The corner of the eye swept over the piano, and the eyes of Xicheng were bright. "Come, let's play this!"

Holding him to the front of the piano, he reached for the piano cover, stretched his finger and pressed a few keys, then pulled the little hand and placed it on the key.

The little guy pressed the button and did not press it. He pressed the force and pressed hard, and the key was pressed to make a pleasant sound.

He immediately became happy, and the little hand slammed on the keys without any rules. He listened to the local sound of the piano and giggled himself.

Watching him have fun, Xicheng also showed a smile on his face.