why did he receive the information from gu qingpei the next day, and while he read it himself, he also passed the information to his mother.
after reading the information in the morning, he had a backache, and suddenly remembered that he had not seen song juhan in the morning, he walked out of the study, and vaguely heard the sound of the piano coming from the piano room.
song juhan's loft area in the city center is very large, there are more than three hundred square meters, the entire space upstairs is where song juhan works, there are recording studios and piano rooms, and the decoration uses professional-level soundproof materials, so song juhan has any movement upstairs, he can't hear if he doesn't concentrate.
he remembered song juhan's pitiful appearance yesterday, and he couldn't bear it, so he filled two bowls of freshly stewed lobster soup from the kitchen and served it upstairs.
he went upstairs, put the tray on the floor, and just wanted to knock on the door, but he heard the piano inside a little strangely.
he didn't understand music, but the sound was obviously too slow, although the rhythm was all a little bit, but it was definitely not played with super-professional piano skills like song juhan. he was vaguely aware of something in his heart, so he gently pushed open the door.
song juhan turned his back to him, his shoulders were a little crooked, obviously the strength leaned to the left, the right hand flexibly slid over the black and white piano keys, but the left hand appeared to be somewhat stiff, the speed of movement and the right hand could not be compared, so it caused the piano tone to be abrupt and slow, in order to accommodate the rhythm of the left hand, the right hand also had to slow down, which caused why it was heard.
he gently clenched his fist, and his face was a little pale.
song juhan suddenly raised his left hand in a negative mood and slammed it on the piano key, a loud bang accompanied by a chaotic piano sound, song juhan gasped in pain, bent down and hugged his left arm.
"ju han!" why did he run over and said urgently, "what are you doing so hard!" yyour bone cracks haven't completely healed yet! he painfully hugged song juhan's arm, and the frustration on song juhan's face that was too late to clean up stung him fiercely.
after song juhan was stunned, he smiled casually: "when did you come in?"
he took his hand and said in a deep voice, "don't worry, rehabilitation takes time." "
i know, i just try it." song juhan stood up, "wow, your stewed soup, i just smelled it, it's so fragrant." song juhan said that he was going to pass.
why did he hug him and hug him with the strength of a man: "what did we agree on?" what is in your heart, to say it, you always tell me that the arm has recovered, why you have been lying to me. song juhan's
body suddenly stiffened, he was silent for a long time, before he slowly softened down, hugged he gu with his backhand, and muffled: "with your personality, you will definitely feel guilty, i don't want you to think more." i said that even if this arm is wasted, as long as you are okay, i am willing, but not as flexible as before, it is really nothing.
why did he see the scene of the thick --- iron rod smashing song juhan's arm, that fear he would never forget for the rest of his life, but what he remembered more was that song juhan's resolute and powerful eyes at that time gave him the most needed sense of security, and perhaps it was at that moment that he realized that he was not alone in this world, and there was someone who was willing to protect him at all costs. he sighed softly, "i'm sure your arm will recover, the doctor said the same thing, it just takes some time, but you shouldn't bear it alone, i know how important music is to you." song juhan smiled: "it's
not as important as you." <
"i and music don't need to be measured on the scales, we're all there."
song juhan's eye circles were a little moist for an instant, he licked his lips, and couldn't help but laugh, "you such a good wife, where do i go to find it?"
he also laughed and punched his back hard: "come and drink some soup, and i will practice with you after drinking."
"i just don't practice, you ignored me all day, and now it's hard to come with me." song juhan picked up the tray and put it on the table, "i want to taste this soup." "it's
still the first time i've made lobster soup, and komatsu often makes things that are not common."
"most of them are sent by people." song juhan took a sip and exclaimed, "it's so delicious, the first time i made it so delicious, my wife is awesome."
he rolled his eyes at him, smiled and said, "you're poor." he also scooped a spoonful, "well, the taste is really good, i looked up the recipes on the internet, put a lot of cream, you drink less, vanessa knows, definitely want to dislike you." song juhan
said indifferently, "am i fat?" nothing. "no
, i seem to be fat." somehow touched my stomach, since neglecting exercise, the abs have been a little loose. before he talked to song juhan, he didn't have any concept of fitness, and later in order to stand next to song juhan and be less abrupt, he began to learn to modify his appearance, because song juhan did leave some good habits.
"whoever said that, you're not fat at all." ssong juhan rolled his eyes, probably remembering that he used to laugh at why he was thin and wearing clothes, "you forgot what i said before, you are fat and i don't care." why
smiled: "i don't want to get fat, tomorrow i will go to the morning run with you." "i'm
afraid you won't get up in the morning." song juhan licked the corners of his mouth and smiled like a cat with a full foot, "especially if it is too 'tired' at night..."
why are you afraid that the more he talks, the less ashamed he is, so he quickly stuffed the spoon into his mouth: "eat yours, so many words."
song juhan smiled lowly.
"by the way, tomorrow i'll play with mr. gu."
song juhan's smile froze.
why did you quickly add: "are you going?" "
what a ball to play." song juhan said unhappily.
"golf."
"the weather is so bad and i play golf, my brain is in the water."
"he also had an appointment, and i happened to go over and talk to him about the shareholding."
"i'll go." song juhan rubbed the soup from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and his squinting eyes shone with essence.
the next morning, komatsu brought a new set of high-end clubs.
why did he helplessly say: "you spend money indiscriminately, and i have another set at home." <
song juhan put on a duck-tongue hat for him and said dotingly: "why is our family going to do business in the future, people in the mall are snobbish, you are not armed from head to toe, people don't take you seriously." he smiled and kissed why, and raised his elbow, "come on, you take me again, absolutely earn you enough face." he smiled
lightly and did the same thing as him, and shook his arm, "i took you, shouldn't you hold me?" song juhan
quickly took his arm, leaned his head on his shoulder, and said, "mr. he, take people out to play." why can't
i cry and laugh. who could have imagined that the elegant and mysterious half-blood prince in front of people would have all kinds of surprising behaviors?
the driver sent them to the clubhouse, gu qingpei was already talking with a group of old men, between a group of rich businessmen, only he was handsome and young, and he looked at the past, and his eyes were very piercing.
gu qingpei saw them and quickly beckoned: "what's the reason, song daxing." "
hey yo, isn't that the star?" a boss was surprised.
song juhan showed a professional smile: "hello everyone, i am song juhan."
"my daughter likes you, so don't sign me."
"no problem." <
there are not many people in the clubhouse, but all eyes are attracted by song juhan, even if it is a middle-aged and elderly man who does not chase stars at all and does not listen to songs, seeing song juhan's almost aggressive beauty, it is inevitable to look at it a few times.
gu qingpei and he stood by and watched song juhan sign autographs for the bosses' relatives, gu qingpei smiled and said, "even people of this age know him, song juhan is really very hot." he nodded
: "but the entertainment industry is changing quickly, and in a few years, the enthusiasm for him will disappear." "at that time, song juhan could walk freely on the street with him...
"good value for money" gu qingpei said with a smile.
"what's good?"
"you and him, look very good."
why did he say sheepishly, "make it up." at
this moment, the voice of the waiter of the club came from the door again, and the two subconsciously tilted their heads, and then they were stunned.
today's two men are extraordinary-looking, one domineering and introverted, one hanging lang dang, it is yuan jiong and peng fang, who have not been seen for a long time.
why could he almost hear the sound of gu qingpei swallowing saliva next to him, he looked at gu qingpei, gu qingpei's eyes, staring straight at yuan jiao, unable to see his thoughts.
"oh, mr. gu? why? ppeng fang pointed to them with his finger holding the cigarette, "how is it so coincidental, that..." his gaze fell on song juhan, and suddenly as if he had seen a ghost, he took a step back with his eyes, just bumping into yuan juhan's body.
yuan jiong pressed his shoulder and pushed him away, and then walked straight to gu qingpei, who chuckled and said, "what a coincidence, gu zong."
gu qing peiyun said lightly, "it's not a coincidence, the capital is so big, it can be bumped into casually."
"yeah, it looks like i'm stalking you."
he and peng fang exchanged a few words of greeting, while subconsciously leaning towards gu qingpei's side, trying to block yuan jiao, even if it was only a little.
to be sure, the original has changed a lot. the first time he saw yuan jiao, he kept a round inch that he hated to shave, as if his whole body was like the stubble of that short hair, with thorns, his eyes were cold and arrogant, and he had a cross-strength that he could not get over with the world. but now the original stew, even if wearing loose casual clothes, can not stop the business people's competence and calmness, but in two years, a person whose appearance has not changed at all, the temperament can be turned upside down. but such a yuan jiao, when looking at gu qingpei, the wolf-like tiger-like look that could not be hidden, made people feel a little hairy from the bottom of their hearts.
"original?" song juhan said unexpectedly, "i actually met you here." he looked at peng fang without smiling, "mr. peng." peng fang
said twice: "hello hello hello." he was a little afraid to look into song juhan's eyes, after all, his heart was weak.
gu qingpei did not give yuan jiao the opportunity to speak alone, and introduced the bosses to each other, and the attitude of dealing with yuan jiao was no different from others.
why did he pull song juhan aside and whisper, "did you call yuan juhan here?" song juhan
blinked his eyes: "what do i tell him to do, i don't know him well." he
looked at him suspiciously, not sure for a moment.
song juhan hugged his chest and looked at the two people, and said with a low smile: "gu qingpei, this person, even the hard bone of yuan jiao can be gnawed, it is difficult to ensure that he does not hook up with others, you can stay away from him." he snorted
softly, "gu zong is much more restrained than you." song juhan
was suddenly silenced, and the whole person was dumbfounded.