Chapter 925 (1/2)

When he stood upright again, the wrinkles between Mo Jue's eyebrows had disappeared. He tapped his fingers on the piano frame, smiled and said, ”it's all right.”

Of course, there is another possibility that Su ri'an can have such a natural response, that is, he knew he would test him, so he made all preparations.

”Do I still have to play?” Su Tian asked in the direction of Mo Jue.

”No, that's enough.” Mo Jue shook his head and smiled low. ”Mr. Su plays the piano so well that I believe he already knows how to change with this small section of Haixi.”

”Mr. Mo is flattered.” Su ri'an stood up and nodded slightly to Mo Jue, with a polite and gentle smile on his face.

”Why be so modest.” Mo Jue smiled and said to Su ri'an, ”I'll disturb Mr. Su today. I'll go first if I have something else to do. I'm sure we'll have a chance to see you again.”

”Mr. Mo, let's go.” Su ri'an said with a smile, ”I'm not very convenient, so I won't give it away.”

”Of course, bye.”

Mo Jue walked to the door, as if he suddenly thought of something, and looked back at Su ri'an: ”Mr. Su's guide dog doesn't seem to be very energetic. If he is ill, he'd better be treated as soon as possible. If necessary, we can also help.”

With that, he waved his hand and left without waiting for Su ri'an to answer.

When Mo Jue's footsteps could no longer be heard, Su ri'an's smile gradually froze and changed his face in an instant.

This man's last words

Su ri'an frowned, turned his head to the lying guide dog, turned his eyes and looked at the stool next to him.

Just now the stool fell to the ground. There was so much noise that the guide dog didn't respond at all.

Tut, is it still exposed?

Thanks to his careful preparation of the play.

He sat back, took off his sunglasses, threw them on the piano, and rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand.

In those eyes without shelter and under the bright pupils, madness and excitement gradually appeared.

”Oh, opponent?” Su ri'an slowly raised a ferocious smile at the corners of his mouth.

——

early morning.

Qiaoqiao got up and ran to Mo Jue's room for the first time. The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the empty home and gradually coincided with her heartbeat.

At the door of Mo Jue's room, Qiaoqiao looked at the open door and the neat quilt on the bed, which didn't even have a wrinkle mark. She frowned slightly. She paved the quilt herself last night, and no one moved at all.

He didn't come back all night again.

This fact was in front of Qiaoqiao. Qiaoqiao stepped back involuntarily and squatted down slowly against the door. She was frustrated in her eyes.

These days, she waited for him late into the night every night.

Mo Jue sometimes sends her a message of ”don't return, don't wait”. Sometimes there is no news at all. In such a large room, she is alone all day.

Every morning, she always came to see if anyone had come back last night, but she was disappointed every time.

There is almost no trace of Mo Jue's life in this room.

Qiao Qiao squatted on the ground and hid his head in his arms. He didn't want to think about the reason behind it.

But it was too quiet around. As soon as it was quiet, those thoughts seemed to grow legs and automatically entered her mind.

The sound of the heartbeat in the chest was amplified and knocked on her eardrum.

There is a sentence in the heartbeat of ”bang bang bang”: is he unwilling to stay in this ”home”