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Chapter 175 Extra Story (3) Qi Siyuan--I love her, this is a secret!

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    I can't tell what kind of existence Kris is to me.  When we first met, I just thought he was a nuisance.

    Sick and sick, but also like to meddle in my business.  But thanks to him, I can make up my mind to draw a line with my adoptive parents' family.  Although he never mentioned it to me, I was well aware that he spent a lot of money to keep my adoptive parents and family from bothering me.

    He doesn't like to talk about my parents with me very much, but he often talks about those past events with Lin Ya.  Lin Ya is a natural idiot, as long as it is said by Kris, she will think it is a very beautiful thing.

    I really admire Kris' ability to brainwash that silly girl.

    Kris is a very boring person, there is nothing else in his life except music.  With him, I was really forced to listen to a lot of music, classical, popular, sad, joyful, all kinds of music!

    For a while, this guy was looping Buddhist music every day!

    During that time, I had to listen to heavy metal and wash my ears every night before going to bed.  Otherwise, the Buddhist bells that purify the soul will always ring in your ears!

    Because Kris's life is simple and fulfilling, following him makes my life simple and fulfilling too.

    In his circle, there are all kinds of people, but Kris's handling is very gentle.  He has his own inherent boundaries, and at the same time, to the greatest extent, he accepts all kinds of discomfort brought to him by others.

    He is open, but at the same time, he is also closed.

    He reported the greatest sincerity to this world, and also erected the hardest high wall to this world.  He is like a shining star in the dark, attracting people to him, but no matter how you walk towards him, he seems to be far away from you.

    When I first met Kris, I didn't quite understand why Song Yu clings to Kris all day long.  Why did he take care of Kris so carefully.

    However, after working and living with Kris for a year, I seem to have become Kris's sticky candy.

    I can't tell why I like him, but I just want to be with him and look forward to working with him.  It seems that as long as he is by his side, all the difficulties in this world will not be a problem!

    After receiving the news that Kris's old illness had relapsed, I stayed up all night.  I sat on a park bench all night.  I have a hard time accepting this fact.

    Soon after, I heard the conversation between Kris and Song Yu outside the ward.  He intends to do whatever it takes to create good memories for the people he holds dear.

    I really couldn't accept his decision, but before I raised an objection, Lin Ya jumped out and yelled at Kris.

    This is the first time I feel that this girl is not stupid.

    After Lin Ya left, Kris called me in and asked me if I wanted to go with him to the place where my parents used to live.

    He said, "This is the memory they left me. Maybe you can't know how good they are from my memory, but I still hope that I can convey what they conveyed to me as much as possible.  you."

    As for my biological parents, I really have no idea at all.  For as long as I can remember, I've been asked to do this and that, and if I didn't meet the requirements, I was verbally abused and whipped.

    Before meeting kris, I literally cursed my voice countless times.  However, if it were not for them, I would not have been able to meet Kris.

    Kris is willing to take me to play because I am the son of his mentor, this status.

    After returning to China with Kris, I thought he would tell me a lot about my parents.  However, he and Song Yu took me to the juvenile detention center.

    They told me stories about when they were thirteen or fourteen years old.  The juvenile detention center is where they first met my mother and where all the stories begin.

    They told me how rampant, stinky, and disobedient they were when they were young, and their experiences were much richer than I imagined.

    Kris took me to the theater where my father and mother often performed during their lifetime, visited their former friends, and watched the movies and operas they liked very much.

    Probably because the things they like are also the things Kris likes on weekdays. I have been in touch with these things all the time, so during the whole process, I did not have a strong sense of generational estrangement.

    When the trip was over and boarded the return plane, I suddenly felt particularly lost.  If possible, I would also like to spend two more days outside with Kris.

    It's not because I want to hear more about my parents' stories, it's just that I simply want to see more of the world in his eyes.

    He has suffered many injuries, but the world in his eyes is still bright and beautiful.

    &nbblow.  Lin Ya kept retreating, but when she heard Ling Yue admit that he deliberately pretended to be Kris to trick her, she broke down and cried.

    I drank with her until very late.  I can't remember much myself because I drank too much, but the next day, I found us both naked.  There were bloodstains on the sheets.

    At that time, I was stupid.

    Lin Ya was much calmer than I imagined, and she even called an online car-hailing car for me to take me back to the company.  But that night, she flew back home by plane.  The mobile phone has been turned off.

    I struggled alone for a long time, and then I went to buy a diamond ring and mustered up the courage to propose to her.

    As I expected, she refused decisively.  Then she took her new love - Qi Ye, to Toronto.  The first time I saw Qi Ye, I hated him very much.  In terms of temperament, he really resembles the 17-year-old Mo Li.  Lian Song Yu personally certified this point.

    Lin Ya focused all her attention on Qi Ye, and gradually, her contact with me became less and less.  Due to work reasons, I went to LA again, and even less contact with Lin Ya.

    Qi Ye is really special to Lin Ya.  She gave him four years to accompany him in various symphony orchestras in Canada.  She didn't let him participate in the piano competition, but just let him go to school and play the piano as he wanted.

    When Qi Ye was 20 years old, he swept the champion of the international piano competition and became the most popular piano talent of the year.  But this guy, again, went diving in a band that couldn't make ends meet.

    Lin Ya accompanied him to toss.  Qi Ye never hides his love for Lin Ya in front of me, and Lin Ya is also responsive to him.

    Every time I have a video call with Lin Ya, he will come to disrupt the situation.  Gradually, the number of calls between Lin Ya and I became less and less.

    Except for the annual birthday and Kris' death day, I will not take the initiative to contact her.  Just when I was about to cut off contact with her, Qi Ye brought a ten-year-old boy to my house.

    The boy looks a lot like Lin Ya, basically carved out of the same mold.  My first reaction was that this is Lin Ya's child.

    However, in the past so many years, no one has ever mentioned to me that Lin Ya got married and gave birth to a child.

    Qi Ye gave me a medical record and told me to go and see her as soon as possible.  Only then did I know that she was ill, very seriously ill.

    The hut by the sea is still so clean and clear.  When I entered, Lin Ya was playing the piano.  Her face was pale, but she smiled very calmly.

    "Qi Ye, did you go looking for you?"

    "Hmm! When did it start?"

    "five years ago!"

    "why did not you tell me?"

    "I'm afraid that your sense of responsibility will be overwhelmed, so you want to marry me!"

    "What an excuse!"

    "Very serious excuse! Did Qi Ye bring Lin Moqi to find you?"

    "Lin Moqi? A child who looks very similar to you?"

    "Looks like I saw it! If it's convenient for you, you can take that guy after I die. If it's not convenient, let Qi Ye throw him to Elvis. Strictly speaking, he is his nephew.  would refuse."

    "nephew?"

    I couldn't think of Song Yu's other relatives other than Song Yan.  After pondering for a long time, I asked in disbelief: "Is he my child?"

    "It seems that you are not stupid!" Lin Ya rolled her eyes at me.

    "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you. I was too overwhelmed at first, and gradually missed that opportunity. Qi Ye took good care of him, so I don't intend to disturb your life."

    "you¡­¡­"

    "Did I do a good job!" Lin Ya smiled like a child begging for praise.

    I don't know what expression to make.  I really wanted to be alone, but Lin Ya fainted in front of me.

    That night, the doctor told me that she would not survive tomorrow.

    After she woke up, she kept looking for Qi Ye, and she asked Qi Ye to push her to present a bouquet of flowers to Kris at the end, and finally went to see the sea.

    The moment she was pushed out by Qi Ye, I didn't know which muscle was wrong, so I hugged her.  Tears, falling uncontrollably.

    "I just went to see himdon't be sad!" Lin Ya smiled and pushed me away.

    I saw calmness and expectation in her eyes. After waiting for so many years, she really waited for the opportunity to meet Kris in another country.

    "I really, really miss him!"

    Lin Ya's words pierced my heart like a knife.  I always knew she hadn't forgotten him, but I kept ignoring that fact.

    "Did I do a good job! He will praise me for a good job, right!"

    "Yes!" I subconsciously hugged her even tighter.

    "Okay, if you hug me like this again, others will mistakenly think that you love me very much."

    My blood froze instantly.  The three words "I love you" lingered on the lips, but they were blocked by her calm smile.

    "Pretend to be passionate!"

    "That's good! You must find a girl who can give you results, and love her well!"

    That was the last conversation I had with Lin Ya.  Looking at her gradually disappearing figure, I really want to tell her loudly: "I love her, and I have loved her very much since a long time ago."

    But I know, I can't.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?I'm doing really well, right?  "

    "Yes!" I subconsciously hugged her even tighter.

    "Okay, if you hug me like this again, others will mistakenly think that you love me very much."

    My blood froze instantly.  The three words "I love you" lingered on the lips, but they were blocked by her calm smile.

    "Pretend to be passionate!"

    "That's good! You must find a girl who can give you results, and love her well!"

    That was the last conversation I had with Lin Ya.  Looking at her gradually disappearing figure, I really want to tell her loudly: "I love her, and I have loved her very much since a long time ago."

    But I know, I can't.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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