Chapter 189 (1/2)

”Japanese food, sushi, and Turkey fork.” Sumuni sat down happily, began to unpack the bag and took out four boxes of bentos, including sushi, Turkey fork for cooking, a bowl of wolfberry soup and a fruit.

Jin Beisen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the rich lunch in front of him. Suddenly, he thought of the lunch that Zhou Manchun prepared for herself last night. The woman was hungry and wanted to eat with herself. It was stupid.

But sumuni is different. Sumuni only prepared one. Jin Beisen didn't ask her. It seems that she has already eaten it.

Jiaru hospital.

Zhou Manchun is sitting in the office drinking milk. Yang Yiming went to Switzerland yesterday. He seems to have taken away all the happy cells in the office. No one is chattering in her ear. Zhou Manchun feels bored instead.

Colleagues in the office do their own things, some lie at the table in the morning, some are writing papers, or studying case reports, which are surprisingly quiet.

Zhou Manchun has no work on hand for the time being. She is very efficient and does things with great vigour. So she is bored to surf the Internet in her spare time.

She brushed her microblog casually, and suddenly saw a message about ”Midsummer Night Dream” on the hot microblog search. The piano competition held every five years is about to start again. All the famous pianists or music lovers in the world will gather in Vienna, and only this competition can bring so many music lovers together.

It's just this year, Zhou Manchun won't go to the competition again.

Five years of time, just like a flick of a finger, has changed too much. Zhou Manchun reaches out her finger and puts it on the keyboard. Her hand is white and thin. She was born to play the piano, but now she picks up the scalpel.

Music has always been her dream. Now, she has forgotten how happy she is when she plays the piano.

Zhou Manchun likes music, not because she likes the feeling of standing on the stage to be admired by thousands of people, and she doesn't like the applause of the audience. Her favorite is the feeling of playing. Music can express a lot of words that people can't say, and can depict a beautiful picture for people.

But the world is so big that Bole is hard to find.

Zhou Manchun continued to browse the web page, and suddenly saw a picture of herself when she was competing five years ago. In the picture, she was wearing an elegant dress, her mouth was shining with confidence, and the lady was sitting on the piano bench.

Maybe there are many people who don't know her, but Zhou Manchun will always remember that day.

She gently forked out the web page, sighed, and lay in her chair, with the Golden Hall in her mind.

This kind of competition may be the only chance in my life.

Zhou Manchun has some regrets in her heart. When she was a child, others were playing. She was playing the piano. When others were tutoring, she was still playing the piano. She always felt that the piano was an inseparable part of her life. Because of music, she knew the best girl in her life.

They met at the Youth Palace, when they were only five years old. Zhou Manchun vaguely remembered that little figure with a violin.

They have a common goal, which is to become the most tacit music partner in the world. They used to smile and say that they would have a global tour in the future, so that people all over the world could hear their music.

But the dream seems to stay in place

The piano is the king of musical instruments, and the violin seems to be born to accompany the piano. Even in such a relationship, the man never said anything. Zhou Manchun's moving place is here, and the man makes friends with her sincerely.