Chapter 392: Fortune Is so Tricky (1)

"OK."

Ji Anning nodded, her attention was attracted by the violin music over there.

The movements of the violinist were as graceful as the music he played, and Ji Anning listened attentively.

With his cheeks resting on his hands, a casual smile appeared from the corners of his eyes and mouth, crossing the ten miles of spring breeze, like a budding flower.

Qi Helian gently put down the mobile phone in his hand, imitating Ji Anning's posture, resting his chin with both hands, looking at her softly.

In fact, I can't tell what is good about her, but she looks comfortable.

If he really wanted to say what it felt like, then he concluded that it should be purer than a spring, more elf than an elf, and brighter than the sun.

Maybe it was really the circle he was in, the smog, even if those people just sat and had a meal with him like this, they might have hidden scheming, and every approach was with a purpose.

But this kind of bloody plot of the bad street, he had personally performed it when he first debuted, and he never enjoyed it in the play.

But in reality, I can't help but immerse myself in it, such as now.

But no matter how beautiful it is, it doesn't belong to him, so his eyes really shouldn't stay on her, and he can't indulge himself in such a deep sinking.

Qi Helian stopped all his thoughts, looked away, and spread the napkin in front of him.

Looking at Ji Anning again, she was still staring at the corner, with a smile on her pretty face.

Qi Helian raised his eyebrows, "Do you like the violin very much?"

"No." Ji Anning's thoughts were interrupted, she shook her head and said, "It just brought back a more meaningful memory."

She replied lightly, and she also spread her napkin.

Just when their order came, two identical steaks were served together.

Qi Helian was intrigued by Ji Anning's 'a more meaningful memory'. While picking up the knife and fork to prepare for the meal, he looked at Ji Anning with interest, "Oh? What meaningful memory, can you Do you want to share?"

Ji Anning smiled generously, "When I was young, when I first arrived in Haishi, I once went to the train station alone. There was a huge crowd of people. I was very scared. There was a very beautiful girl standing on the square of the train station playing the violin. , it was Lu Binghua who was pulling, there were many people watching, and some children sang along, I was attracted to it.”

She was also cutting the steak while talking. After she finished speaking, she forked a piece of beef, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed slowly.

Qi Helian's action of cutting the steak suddenly stopped, he raised his head, and looked at Ji Anning with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Ji Anning frowned, stopped chewing, and asked puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing?" Qi Helian returned to a cheerful smile, and continued to ask: "Then what happened afterwards?"

Ji Anning said: "She pulled over and over again, with tears in her eyes, and finally everyone left, and it was just me and her."

"Then what?" Qi Helian held the knife and fork tightly in both hands, and looked at Ji Anning unblinkingly with his long and narrow eyes.

His eyes flickered slightly.

"In the end she left with a dejected look on her face. Before she left, she said to me angrily, 'Women are liars', telling me not to trust women."

Ji Anning said, laughing, "She doesn't seem to know that one day she will become the 'woman' he called."