Men smell speech, look up at Song Shiyan, desperately shaking his head, to shake the rattle.

"Since you are not mute, why can't you speak?" Song Shiyan, seeing the man's appearance, found it interesting, and asked with great interest.

The man hears speech, silent for a long time, also seem to be thinking about this problem. The sadness in his eyes became more and more intense and pitiful.



Key? Song Shiyan was surprised. Is that the man in black who chased Huo Mingxin just now came for the key? So, what's the secret of this key? Huo Mingxin, why would he give the key to himself? Huo Mingxin, the man with clear and clean eyes like a lake, is not as simple as she thought? So, Huo Mingxin, what is his origin?

Song poetry said a false alarm, leaning on the pillars of the pavilion, gasping heavily. She spread out her hand. It was a key.

Who knows, Huo Mingshen quickly her step, in a hurry, he will be a thing into his hands, and then quickly ran out of the pavilion, into the rain. And that group of fierce people in black, toward the direction of Huo Mingxin left, ran away.

When song Shiyan saw this, his face suddenly turned pale: is it Yan Haoming or Yan duoya? Considering this, song Shiyan is about to leave here.

"Found it!" From the rain, a group of people in black rushed to the pavilion.

Looking at Huo Mingxin's clear eyes, song Shiyan doesn't want to cheat him. Struggling for a moment, she decided to be honest: "my name is..."

The man nodded, then pointed to song Shiyan with a smile.

On the words, asked with a smile.

"Huo Ming Shen, your name is Huo Ming Shen?" Song Shiyan looked at the ground

the man grinned after knowing it. He put his hand into the rain, then squatted on the ground and wrote picture by picture.

"What are you looking for?" Song Shiyan saw that his appearance was somewhat pitiful, so he couldn't help asking.

The man smell speech, in pocket toss and turn to find something, but did not find, anxious he blushed.

"Oh, it's OK." Song Shiyan returned to his senses and forced a smile at the man with glasses. Then he stood in the corner with the piano box on his back. She looked at the man around her, her heart inexplicably relaxed, and she could not help but ask: "I don't know, what's your name?" As soon as the words came out, song Shiyan remembered that this man didn't seem to be able to speak. So, she said apologetically, "sorry, I forgot..."

"What's the matter with you, miss?" Seeing that song Shiyan was in a trance, the man with glasses asked anxiously.

Smell speech, song Shiyan look a little trance. If father really loves his mother, then there will be no appearance of Yan duoya. If in those days, his father had no entanglement with yanduoya's mother, perhaps at that time, his mother would not have died, and perhaps now, his father could live well.

"How happy your mother is to have such a loving man, miss!" The man said with a smile.

"It's not a masterpiece. It's a song my father wrote for my mother when he was young." Song Shiyan saw the man with glasses close to him and unconsciously stepped back two steps to avoid the man's sight. There was a trace of pride in her tone. Just the next second, a trace of sadness appeared on her face. Today, her father and mother are no longer alive, and she is alone, wandering around. She didn't know what she could do to avenge her father and take back the Song family! Nowadays, it seems that it is very difficult for her to survive, let alone revenge?

"It's a beautiful song, miss. Who is this master's work? I'm ashamed that I haven't heard of it A young man with glasses and artistic atmosphere came up to song Shiyan and asked.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, he put the violin box back and began to talk.

She took the violin out of the box, picked up the bow and began to play. The man stood in a corner of the pavilion and saw song Shiyan playing the violin with her eyes closed. Then he dared to look at her secretly.

This pavilion is more remote, so there are only two or three pedestrians in it. Song Shiyan and the man walked into the pavilion and stood left and right.

"In that case, I'll play you one of my favorite tunes as compensation for the offence I just offended you." Song Shiyan said with a smile.

When the man heard the words, a smile appeared on his face, and the chicken nodded like pecking rice.

"You just stood in the rain, do you want to hear me play the violin?" Song Shiyan walked towards another Pavilion in the distance, and asked the man who followed her.

As if she let go of the electric shock, she jumped out of the room. He looked left and right, but did not dare to look directly into the eyes of song Shiyan.

Men smell speech, still silent shaking his head. Then, he slowly extended his hand, and finally stopped in the air, only one palm away from Song Shiyan's hand. Seeing this, song Shiyan couldn't bear it. He grabbed his hand and pulled him up with all his strength.

Does this man really have a brain problem, as others say? No, looking at his symptoms, it seems more like autism. However, it seems that the autistic in her impression will not be so easy to show kindness to strangers. So, in front of this man, what is the situation? Song Shiyan thought in his heart."What's the matter? What's the problem? " Seeing this, song Shiyan asked suspiciously. She did not expect that this man, even more than himself, resisted contact with others.

Before he touched the hand of song Shiyan, he quickly drew back.

The man looked at Song Shiyan and hesitated to stretch out his hand, but his hand

Song Shiyan hesitated and drew back his hand, but saw a trace of incomprehension in the man's clear eyes. Her smile was a little cramped. Seeing this, she had to harden her head and say, "give me your hand and I'll pull you up."

When song Shiyan regained her mind, she was surprised to see the hand that had been stretched out. Because, she really didn't expect that she would reach out to this man after experiencing such a thing! Just now, she must have been haunted!

Just now, he said, "I'm sorry, but I don't know what he said." Then he held out his hand to the man.

"Jingsong, here you are! Your younger brother is crying and is looking for you everywhere. Please come back with me as soon as possible CEN Mu rushed to the park in the rain, and finally found her in a pavilion.

Jingsong is the pseudonym of song Shiyan. When song Shiyan left the overpass, Xiao Hu was still sleeping, so she had to ask Cen Mu to take care of him.

After hearing the rain, song Cen put the key into his pocket.

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