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Mu Nian was silent for a while, as if deliberating whether to tell him or not.

But seeing his eyes that were too similar to Gu Yuheng, and thinking of his asthma and the way he played the piano, her heart softened.

She couldn't help but sighed, a little helpless: "Because of my identity, it's a bit special, you may not have known me in the past, so you don't know some things about me."

"Are you famous?" Yu Wenqing asked knowingly.

"No, it's just that the people around me are very famous. Without them, I wouldn't be where I am today." Mu Nian smiled frankly, "So no matter what others say about me, don't believe it."

"Are all powerful people so humble?"

"Ok?"

"Actually, I lied to you. I searched your name yesterday. I thought I would get compliments like piano masters, but I didn't expect that they were all related to carved porcelain and wealthy families."

Mu Nian was a little surprised.

Although she had thought that the boy in front of her might be pretending not to know her on purpose, she never expected that he would tell the matter so frankly.

She laughed: "Why did you tell me?"

"Because I think that if you are honest with me, I will be honest with you. Teacher Mu Nian, I know your identity, and I know that getting close to you will bring me benefits, but to be honest, I don't want any benefits. I think we are good friends like brother Yuheng and I, and we can listen to each other's concerns."

"You said, Yuheng regards you as a friend?" Mu Nian was a little surprised.

"Yes, he told me that I seldom get to his heart. Although I am his student, I am also his friend. If he can, he wants to be with me forever."

This sentence.

It was Gu Yuheng who said it himself.

So when this matter was mentioned, Yu Wenqing's eyes were slightly sore.

That Gu Yuheng who was so kind to him is already dead.

The brother Yuheng who was so gentle and caring for others no longer exists.

Mu Nian seemed to have thought of this as well, for a moment he lost the thought of eating, and lowered his head in silence.

Yu Wenqing calmed down, and then looked up at Mu Nian again: "Teacher, let's eat something first, otherwise some things will not taste good when they are cold."

"Okay." Mu Nian finally came back to his senses.

After the two had eaten together, Yu Wenqing went into the vinyl record room again, picked two and paid for them.

Mu Nian noticed that all the records he chose were Leslie Cheung's records.

"Do you like Leslie Cheung very much?" Mu Nian asked.

"I like it." Yu Wenqing said with a smile, "I really, really like Leslie Cheung, I especially like his passing dragonfly, and me and Silence is golden, they are all very nice."

"I would also like."

"really?"

"Well, when you pass by a dragonfly, I will accompany you on your wandering journey."

Yu Wenqing did not expect that Mu Nian had heard Passing Dragonfly before. After all, this song may not be very familiar to many Leslie Cheung fans, but she was able to speak out the lyrics. Obviously, she had listened to this song often before.

The two left the snack street and returned to Yu's house.

Yu Wenqing was very careful, kept the vinyl record in her room, and hung it in the most conspicuous place.

He likes Leslie Cheung so much that he can't bear to throw away even the appearance of vinyl records.

Mu Nian watched him busy, but he was thinking about Gu Yuheng.

Gu Yuheng also likes Leslie Cheung.

I especially like the song "I", and once said that he also wants to make brilliant fireworks that are different from other fireworks in the world.