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Mu Nian's face remained unchanged: "Then you can tell me too."

"I……"

"Do you think it's fun to hide from me?"

"No, I was just worried, so I didn't tell you. If it makes you feel unhappy, I will tell you everything in the future, okay?" Yu Wenqing's words were full of pleading.

Mu Nian only glanced at him lightly: "This is the last time, once again, even if you are Gu Yuheng's favorite apprentice, even if you have a constant bond with him, I will not tolerate you in my world , act recklessly."

Yu Wenqing's eyes turned red instantly: "I know I was wrong, I'm just worried about you, I..."

"I don't want to hear any reason." After that, Mu Nian got up slowly, "Today you practice the piece you made yourself, and change the areas that need improvement. I will teach you new chords tomorrow."

Say it.

Mu Nian left.

Yu Wenqing shed tears very spinelessly.

He wiped his eyes with his hand, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he saw Gu Yuheng for the first time many years ago. At that time, Gu Yuheng was also so indifferent to him, and he also shed a lot of tears at that time.

But it doesn't matter, Yu Wenqing thought, as long as he has a pure heart, he won't be afraid of those people who treat him well.

……

After returning to the room, Mu Nian fell asleep for a while.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

She yawned and went downstairs to pour water, but she heard the melodious sound of the piano continuing.

Yu Wenqing was still practicing the piano, and there was already a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, which was slowly flowing down his temples.

Mu Nian was slightly taken aback.

What Yu Wenqing played was not his own composition, but... the moonlight, which was speeded up by [-] times.

The moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window hit him, and he swayed according to the rhythm. The speeding up of the moonlight was a test for Mu Nian, but Yu Wenqing did well.

Gradually, his hand speed became faster and faster.

And he was getting more and more tired, and he couldn't even lift his body.

Mu Nian couldn't hold back, stepped forward, reached out and held the back of his hand: "Enough, Yu Wenqing."

Yu Wenqing was interrupted suddenly, and she was stunned for a long time before she recovered.

He thanked him softly, rubbing his temples with his long fingers.

Just now, he was so fascinated that he even had a feeling that his body and mind had been completely handed over to the piano.

"There are many geniuses in this world, and you are one of them. But since you have enjoyed the bonus of being a genius, you have to endure the disadvantages of being a genius. For example, you are prone to madness, which is how many people die. Next to paper and ink, next to the piano and next to the easel."

Yu Wenqing gasped for breath.

He wanted to nod, but felt that his body was extremely heavy.

Before he knew it, he had actually entered the state that Mu Nian just said was 'besotted'.

"Is there anything bothering you?" Mu Nian asked.

"I..." Yu Wenqing hesitated to speak.

"Is it because of what I said this afternoon? You don't have to take it to heart."

"No, I have something to tell you, teacher."

Ok?
Mu Nian looked at him suspiciously: "What is it about?"

"My parents, is it convenient for you now? Let's go upstairs and talk."

Mu Nian did not doubt that he was there, and nodded: "Go to my room, I happen to have something for you, you can take it back later."

Yu Wenqing nodded: "Okay."