When I arrived at Citron International, Miao Quan was already waiting at the entrance of the community.

After seeing Han Shuang, he smiled and waved his hand.

Then he led Han Shuang into the community.

"When will you and Professor Yang leave?"

Seeing that Miao Quan kept his head down and did not speak, Han Shuang asked casually.

Miao Quan was no longer as domineering as before, and his tone seemed very gentle: "Just these few days!"

Then the atmosphere became stiff again.

Han Shuang was a little suspicious. This girl is so happy usually, what's going on today?

Like a different person.

In order to avoid embarrassment, he raised another topic: "What are your parents doing?"

"I don't know much about it. Maybe I'm the one who runs a company! I'll fly back to Yanzhou every two days. Usually my mother is at home taking care of me. Today, they both fly to Yanzhou."

Han Shuang heard that this was a child from a rich family.

I think so, how could it be an ordinary family if you can afford a house in Citron International?

Soon, Miao Quan followed him to a pair of bronze doors. I didn’t know how she operated them. I heard a crisp "drop" sound, and the door slowly opened.

"Come in!"

When he walked into the room, Han Shuang saw the grand piano located in a corner of the living room at the first glance.

There is no way, except for a set of sofas and tables, Miao Quan's living room has only a piano.

There are only a few paintings hanging on the wall, not even a TV.

Han Shuang naturally wouldn't think that her family was too poor to afford a TV. On the contrary, every object in the living room could probably match several TVs.

Including those inconspicuous paintings.

"Drink water?"

Han Shuang shook her head and walked slowly to the piano.

This is a milky white grand piano with marble patterns, which looks very similar to the one in the 208 piano room.

Miao Quan smiled and explained, "After I came to Zhongzhou, my father customized two pianos for me. This one is called White Swan, and the one in the 208 piano room is called Black Swan."

Han Shuang quipped: "If you have another one, would you call it a gray swan?"

Miao Quan was stunned: "How do you know? There is really a gray swan in my Yanzhou home!"

Han Shuang: "......"

After seeing the music score in the score folder, he picked it up.

Miao Quan said again: "This is the four-handed joint version adapted by the teacher [To Alice]."

Han Shuang said lightly: "I'm not Angelababy, you don't need to explain everything to me."

Miao Quan rolled his eyes a big roll, as if he was complaining about his incomprehensible charm.

"Let's start!"

The purpose of coming was to play the ensemble, and Han Shuang was too lazy to speak politely with her.

As he said that, he placed the score clip in place and sat on the stool.

"snort!"

After expressing his dissatisfaction with Han Shuang in an intertone, Miao Quan also sat on another stool.

.....

This is the first time Han Shuang plays the adapted [To Alice], and she has to do something with Miao Quan.

However, with the blessing of the god-level piano skills, his adaptability was very fast, and he followed Miao Quan's pace the second time.

The third time is harmonious and free.

I have to say that Yang Shuo is not worthy of the title of master!

The ensemble version [To Alice] tempered by him seems to have a more layered feeling!

The overall structure has not changed, but there are more phrases with higher playing skills.

But what made him feel regretful was that he played it three times, but he still couldn't find the feeling he had when he played the first time with Miao Quan in 208.

I can't calm down in my mind.

As for the reason, he didn't know.

What made Han Shuang suspicious was that Miao Quan looked worried and her rhythm was not smooth at the beginning.

There was a feeling of depression between her eyebrows, and she didn't know what she was worried about.

After a while, the two of them said almost at the same time: "How about..."

"You talk first."

"You talk first."

Han Shuang said, "Why don't we try the original version! Just like in the piano room, each person has one hand."

Miao Quan bent her eyebrows and eyes: "Okay!"

As she said that, she took the initiative to move half of her butt: "Sit here."

Han Shuang hesitated for a moment and sat over.

The stool is originally small, and two butts are sitting together, so there is no need to contact.

Today, Miao Quan was wearing extremely thin pants, and Han Shuang suddenly felt a soft and elastic touch.

Then came a girl's fragrance.

Miao Quan was not casual when he played the ensemble for the first time, and his tone was obviously shy: "You will still control the pedals! I'm starting."

As Miao Quan's jade hand gently pressed the g white key, the notes also floated out.

Han Shuang calmed down, slowly closed her eyes, and felt the changes in the notes with her heart.

He also pressed the keys according to the beat...

The melody as gentle as water flows slowly. Before the sixth section was reached, Han Shuang's spirit was completely empty and she entered the mysterious musical artistic conception.

His soul seemed to be peeling off his body, passing through the ocean of time and space, and coming to the small courtyard that had accompanied him for more than ten years.

At this time, the bright moon was hanging high, and the white moonlight poured on the earth, and shone on the lonely woman.

"Mom~~"

"Han Shuang" shouted softly.

The woman naturally would not respond. She still sat motionlessly on a low stool, looking up at the night sky with her head raised, not knowing what she was thinking.

The vicissitudes of life look lonely on his face.

"Han Shuang" didn't say anything anymore and squatted down slowly on the woman's right hand.

He made the same movement as a woman, raised his head slightly, and looked at the deep night sky.

.....

Miao Quan also got what he wanted. Seeing himself holding hands with "Han Shuang", he passed by one shop after another with a chat and laugh.

When she met something delicious, her eyes only stayed for two more seconds, and "Han Shuang" would buy it immediately.

When she came to the clothing store, every piece of clothing she took would smile and say it looked good...

Then, she walked into the cinema with "Han Shuang"'s arm, gently put her head on his shoulder, and "Han Shuang" also gently hugged her shoulder.

As the picture changed, she and "Han Shuang" appeared in the same room again. "Han Shuang"'s gentle eyes made her body soft.

A fire of excitement that has never been seen before is slowly burning in the heart...

Then, "Han Shuang" slowly poked her head over and printed it on her lips.

The fire in her heart suddenly started to burn!

.....

Just as the two played the seventh time, the beat of Miao Quan suddenly stopped.

Han Shuang then opened her eyes and felt satisfied on her face.

He had heard a report before that music can not only help people hypnosis, but also help people realize their dreams.

He just thought it was nonsense, but he believed it after two personal experiences.

Where does the dream come from?

It means that some brain cells in the brain are too active, even if the person is in a dormant state, they are still active, which leads to the creation of dreams.

Music that can truly enter the soul can make people's spirits in a state of dormancy, and people's feelings have not been completely lost, which is why this kind of dream that seems real and illusory is created.

If the dreams are also divided into levels, Han Shuang feels that dreams that retain consciousness like him are definitely the most advanced!

Because the conditions for achieving this kind of dream are very high!

He didn't feel this way when he was playing [To Alice] alone.

Even if the four-handed joint with Miao Quan was not produced, only the original version of "To Alice" with her was played with her one-handed one-handed one-handed one-handed one-handed one-handed one-handed one,

Have such a strange experience.

Very mysterious?

Thinking of Miao Quan, Han Shuang realized that the girl had put her head on her shoulder again.

He was a little helpless. The woman didn't know what she thought of, and she was immersed even better than herself!

"Miao Quan."

Han Shuang shouted softly.

Then, Miao Quan slowly raised his head and slowly opened his eyes...

After looking at Miao Quan's condition, Han Shuang's pupils suddenly shrank!

I saw her face red, like a rose in bud!

Her eyes were even more outrageous!

There is a strong blur in the haze, and a sensational and sensational...Classic?!

Han Shuang has only seen this expression on TV. When Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing were drugged by Duan Yanqing, Mu Wanqing seemed to be in this state...

He suddenly became stupid!

What's going on with Miao Quan?

He usually looks arrogant, but now... is he poisoned?

Or have you eaten something strange?

Just when Han Shuang was full of surprise, Miao Quan moved!

But when she saw her hooking Han Shuang's neck, her plump lips were printed on her.

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