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Volume 8 Knowledge Rental, Dead Trees Bloom -7

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    c_t;Two kilometers away from Wutong Middle School, Seventh Avenue, Jinghua Senior Residential Area.  This area is considered the residence of the upper-class people in Fenghua City. In order to protect the owners inside, the security of this residential area is extremely sound.  You know, the owners here include politicians, businessmen, celebrities and corporate executives, and they pay the most attention to safety.

    After walking a hundred meters, we already saw several sentry posts.

    Those burly and strong security guards are all retired special forces, which is really reassuring.

    Purple Jade Garden, No. 16

    This is a luxurious villa-style house with elegant decoration, spacious and elegant home, which all shows the wealth of the owner here.

    Qingye knows how luxurious her home is. There have been many people who have come to her home over the years. Those who may not pay too much attention or admire it, but people who come to her home will always take a few more glances subconsciously.  But this person surprisingly didn't show anything strange, which made her a little curious.

    "I'm going to prepare the bathroom. You take a shower first. It must be uncomfortable to be all sticky."

    She hurried into the bathroom to prepare hot water for her, and then went to the room to get a brand new set of pajamas.

    "Okay, here's a change of clothes." After handing the clothes to the man, Aoye walked into the kitchen: "By the way, I have to prepare dinner. What do you want to eat? Let me explain first, if it's too difficult, I won't  will do."

    "No, I've already eaten."

    "Uh-huh."

    In response, Li Qingye walked into the kitchen and prepared a fairly sumptuous dinner for himself as usual.

    ¡­¡­

    This is a large bathing pool. The bottom of the pool is filled with warm water and is paved with a layer of smooth and delicate pebbles.  On the left side of the bath, there is an instrument that can adjust the water temperature at any time. Ling Ning took off his clothes and sank his already cold body into the warm water, with a look of satisfaction on his flushed cheeks.

    "Ah, this is life. Taking a comfortable bath after being caught in the rain is the most comfortable"

    Ling Ning raised her face and lay lazily in the bathtub, her fingers slowly moving across the water, making ripples.

    At this time, she was like a child, with a happy expression on her face.

    ¡°Well, good people are indeed rewarded. If I hadn¡¯t saved her last time, I might still be in the rain now, and I wouldn¡¯t be as comfortable as I am now.  After secretly rejoicing, she sighed sadly: "We shouldn't have been out for so long this time. If it had only been for a day or two, Rin might not have been too angry. At most, she would have just said a few words Miscalculation."  "

    "How about going back to Nanya City?"

    Thinking of the house that had been empty since her grandparents left, and she was the only one there, she suddenly felt a little strange!  Yes, strange.  The home that once brought me warmth has accumulated dust, and the people who once cared about me have also left, leaving only an empty shell.

    Ling Ning hugged her knees with her hands and buried her head between her knees.

    ¡°Perhaps she will appreciate this unspeakable loneliness only when she is alone.

    ¡­¡­

    "Umhave you finished washing? It's been a long time since you've been in there"

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but a soft question came from outside the bathroom, which made Ning come back to his senses.

    ¡°That¡¯s it, just wait a moment.¡±

    "There's no need to rush, you can wash slowly."

    Five minutes later, Ning walked out of the bathroom. The light pink silk pajamas looked smaller on her body, only reaching her calves.

    "It's too short!" After a moment of silence, Qingye said with a frustrated look on his face: "I'm going to get mom's pajamas for you. Mine is indeed a bit small."

    "Don't bother, that's fine." Ning stopped Qingye who was struggling. She stretched out with a satisfied look on her face, her plump breasts holding her pajamas tightly, making Qingye beside her feel hot again.  It's really big. If I read it right, this big sister's breasts are bigger than my mother's!

    "Won't you feel uncomfortable?"

    "No, no, it's much more comfortable than being caught in the rain."

    ¡­¡­

    At the dining table, Aoba ate the prepared dinner, a perfectly cooked steak, an omelette, and a large glass of milk. This was her usual dinner.  Even though Ning said she had already eaten, she prepared a glass of milk for her

    Ling Ning put her face in one hand, playing with the milk, and looking at the girl in front of her.

    Looking carefully, she realized that the little girl in front of her was really cute.  The eyebrows are elegant and dignified, and the facial features are as delicate as a doll. Whether it is the cheeks or hair, they are all carefully taken care of.  She has a slightly overly delicate face with oval seeds, and her milky white skin is slightly pink.  Her eyes are lively and lively, a bit like some cute girls in anime. Her broken hair that is slightly above her shoulders falls gently when she lowers her head, drawing graceful arcs in the air.Wire¡­¡­

    ¡®Ah, I really want to hold her in my arms like a pillow.  ¡¯

    "Um, please" Aoba asked weakly, feeling uncomfortable being stared at by that hot gaze.

    "Is my eating appearance ugly?"

    "Ah!? No."

    "?" After a moment of silence, Qingye looked at the untouched milk in her hand: "Don't like milk?"

    "Well I used to like it, but now I don't drink it." Ning swallowed and turned his head to the side.

    Qingye hesitated for a moment and secretly glanced at Ning's plump and towering breasts.  After a moment of determination, she took a big gulp of the milk Ling Ning pushed over.  Wiping his mouth, Aoye asked: "There are orange juice, coffee, and green tea in the refrigerator. Do you want to drink anything?"

    "No."

    "Yeah." Aoba responded in a low voice and focused on dinner.

    After eating, she began to tidy the table and wash the dishes.

    Ning has no intention of going up to help. She is still essentially the eldest lady.

    Even when I came to my grandparents¡¯ house, I was loved and pampered by them.

    Moreover, she has never been good at these things. If she reluctantly helps, she will only become more and more busy. This can be seen from her performance in the office. She was once forced by Xiao Yin to wash the dishes and she just broke it.  Most of it made Xiao Yin dumbfounded.

    "" Watching the girl tidy up the kitchen skillfully, Ning felt a little frustrated.

    I always feel that I am useless Is this an illusion?

    It must be so!  !

    "Go to the second floor, I'll help you prepare your room."

    There are many rooms on the second floor. In addition to the two master bedrooms, library, home theater, piano room, and several guest rooms.

    The decoration style is the same as downstairs, elegant but not luxurious.

    The mahogany floor is covered with carpets, and several oil paintings are hung on the beige walls.

    Under the huge chandelier, the light is not too bright, but very soft.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­

    It was late at night, and just like any other student, Aoba, who had to get up early tomorrow, had already gone to bed.

    Because she could repay the person who saved her, she was very happy.

    Only after experiencing that moment of death did she truly realize what a wonderful thing it was to be alive.  She was extremely grateful to Ling Ning, the person who extended her life.

    In another room next to her, Ning was in high spirits at this time.

    Her room has everything, a private bathroom, an LCD TV on the wall, and a very high-end computer on the desk.

    According to past habits, at the moment she is either fighting hard in the game, chasing new shows, visiting stations a, station b, station m and so on.  But at this moment, she felt tired.

    In the dark night, she walked to the window and slowly opened it.

    It was raining heavily at night, and there was a faint earthy smell in the air.

    The trees in the distance were flying wildly in the wind and rain, and their remaining leaves were withered.

    "What are Rin, Xiaoli and the others doing now?"

    "Xiao Li is probably asleep. After Xiao Yin leaves, she always goes to bed very early. Xiao Lin Lin must be in a bad mood. Maybe she wants to take me back and give me a good beating.  Well not even seconds."

    She walked out of the room gently, closed the door slightly, and came to the piano room.

    In the empty room, the ivory white piano was placed in the center. Compared with the whole room, it seemed a little lonely.

    Close the door and sit in front of the piano.

    She slid one hand over to test the sound. She placed her hands on the keys, and the gentle notes danced around the room.

    ¡­¡­

    In the hazy state of sleep, a burst of low and soft notes passed into Qingye's ears.

    Sitting up from the bed, Qingye was stunned for a while, then climbed out of bed sleepily and walked to the piano room.

    ¡®This is Chopin¡¯s Nocturne, um, Nocturne in B flat minor.  ¡¯ The voice gradually became clearer, and Aoba judged it this way.

    The large and elegant room seems too empty for one person.  Under the dim light, the oil paintings on the wall are a bit scary. Those oil paintings that were obviously normal during the day seem to have come to life The people in the paintings open their eyes wide and stare straight at you

    Aoba walked towards the piano room, turning a blind eye to the weird atmosphere in the corridor at night.  For people who have lived here since childhood, everything is normal.  At this time, her attention was focused on the peaceful notes, the serenade dancing in the night.

    "It's out of tune" Because he has been taught by various music teachers since he was a child, Aoba's piano is pretty good, and he can easily hear a few out-of-tune sounds.Note.  However, although there are a few notes that are out of tune, the piano player has an extremely subtle grasp of the rhythm, gentle transitions, and harmonious connections. It is completely unimaginable that such a person would play piano music that is out of tune.

    Opening the door lightly, she stood at the door and didn¡¯t say anything until the song ended: ¡°Hey, do you like this nocturne too?¡±

    "It's not that I like it, I just learned it when I was very young." Ning put down his hand and replied softly.

    That should be my happiest time, sitting on my father¡¯s lap in front of the piano, and he taught me how to play.  Next to the two of them, their mother always looked at them gently with an encouraging smile.

    ¡°¡­the reads are out of tune;.¡±

    "Haha~ I haven't played for a long time, I almost forgot." Ning smiled sheepishly and removed his hand from the piano.

    Qingye sat down next to her, put his hands on the keys, turned around, and gave her a smile: "Listen to me. I actually like this one better than Chopin's nocturne." His hands moved flexibly.  , under the sound of misty rain, clear and clear notes sounded.

    Ling Ning sat aside and listened quietly.  Compared to her, the music played by Aoba was more joyful, and the beautiful notes created a dream-like atmosphere, like a dream, right before your eyes.

    Ning stared at the face of the girl in front of her. She closed her eyes slightly and smiled slightly. Everything like this was like a dream in heaven.

    ¡®But¡­have you noticed the unwillingness hidden in your heart?  ¡¯

    This song is a wedding in a dreama happy melody with a hint of sadness that makes Ling Ning calm down and listen to it.

    Illusory happiness, false happiness, happiness created by yourself, happiness that deceives yourself.

    When the last note of the wedding in the dream fell, Qingye turned around expectantly and asked the people around him: "How is it, isn't it good?"

    "Well, you can play much better than me."

    "It's a lie."

    ¡­¡­

    "By the way, where are your parents, aren't they coming back?"

    "Well, they went on a trip and won't be back for more than a week."

    "I didn't take you with me?"

    "Of course, I still have to go to school." Qingye turned around slightly and said.

    "¡­¡­how about this"

    ¡­¡­

    "By the way, what's your name? My name is Ling Ning."

    "My name is Qingye, Li Qingye."
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