I can only sleep peacefully beside you (Part 2) Please take me...

The banquet was about to start and President Mu appeared.

He walked straight to the young man in front of the piano, took him by the hand, and introduced him to everyone.

“Thank you all for coming to my birthday party.”

"This is my dear friend, a forgotten pianist. Before the banquet begins, I would like to ask everyone to do me a favor and listen to my dear friend's performance."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, but still applauded in support.

Before his birthday party, he introduced his best friend to everyone so solemnly, and also asked everyone to take time to listen to his performance?

This is no different from announcing to the entire circle that the pianist is his.

The Mu family is in the limelight now, and many people are willing to give him face.

The pianist was a little nervous. He bowed to everyone, then opened the piano lid and began to play.

Sure enough, it was indeed a very passionate piano piece.

The strange thing is, even though I pressed every note correctly, it still made me feel drowsy.

Some people began to yawn behind the folding fans in their hands.

Some of the seated guests couldn't help but slowly close their eyes, with the corners of their mouths curled up, as if they were having a good dream.

I frowned secretly and glanced at the sleeping crowd.

The glamour in the circle is only on the surface. In fact, many people in the circle suffer from insomnia or have no time to sleep due to excessive pressure.

At this time, the pianist's piano sound was like a hook, which easily aroused people's sleepiness. Several bosses in the circle who had to seek medical treatment due to long-term insomnia closed their eyes and made slight snoring sounds.

When the song ended, the room fell silent.

No one moved, whether because they were overwhelmed by the scene before them or because they were afraid of disturbing a deep sleep.

The pianist grasped the hem of his clothes awkwardly, his eyes slightly red.

[Why…I chose a fast-paced song, but it still made me want to sleep. Am I really that untalented in piano? ]

[Mr. Mu even reserved time for me before the banquet. I am not worthy of his expectations...]

His voice began to cry.

So noisy.

I clapped my palms together, and the crisp sound echoed in the hall. Everyone woke up as if from a dream and started to applaud.

The applause also woke up those who had fallen asleep. Their eyes changed from confusion to shock, and they followed suit and applauded.

The applause lasted for a long time.

The pianist's eyes fell on me, his eyes slightly red, full of gratitude.

【Thank you very much to this kind gentleman for helping me out. 】

President Mu also noticed the pianist's gaze. He narrowed his eyes slightly, took a step forward, and lightly put his arm around the pianist's shoulders, as if to calm him down.

In fact, his movements were possessive, and the look he gave me was like that of a ferocious animal warning off an intruder.

Tsk.

…

After the banquet started, as usual, I planned to discuss cooperation first and then find a place to rest.

But what was different from the past was that almost everyone was secretly paying attention to the pianist.

"President, are you also interested in Mr. Mu's?"

“Not interested.”

The boss opposite showed an envious look, "I can see that you don't have insomnia, unlike us, who feel sleepy during the day and can't sleep at night."

"I went to see a doctor, and he said I had a psychological problem and was under too much psychological pressure."

"Don't be ridiculous, but the sleep I just had was the most comfortable sleep I've had in the past half month, even though it was only seven or eight minutes."

"This pianist... is a little scary."

The boss looked in the direction of the pianist.

At this time, some people around the pianist and Mr. Mu couldn't wait to come forward and talk to them, and there were also guests around who were secretly paying attention to their movements.

"The pianist just played a fast-paced song. If he had played a lullaby, I can't imagine how comfortable I would have slept."

He looked eager, "I wonder if Mr. Mu, the pianist, is willing to accept the offer."

The other CEO shook his head. "What are you thinking? CEO Mu's insomnia is very serious. How could he loan someone out? And look at the look in CEO Mu's eyes."

His eyes were ambiguous.

The CEO nodded in understanding, "This is indeed inconvenient. I wonder if this guy will release a piano album later. I'm willing to support him."

Others laughed, "It's not your turn."

Nowadays, many people suffer from insomnia. If the pianist's sleep-inducing effect is really that good, I wonder how much money he can make by recording it into audio and selling it.

I glanced in the direction of the pianist and Mr. Mu, then looked away.

Could this pianist be another mermaid?

Mermaid, can you play the piano?

…

By the end of the banquet, everyone present knew that this pianist was Mr. Mu's personal pianist and naturally would not accept other offers.

At present, the pianist has no plans to sell the recorded piano music, but he will hold a concert later and hopes that everyone can come and support him.

So far, this pianist is a rare Raider with the ability to have a large-scale direct impact.

Therefore, the team will continue to pay attention to him.

[Many people asked me if I would like to be a private pianist. Is my piano playing recognized by everyone? ]

[…They just used my piano music as a lullaby, I knew it…]

[So many people suffer from insomnia? 】

[Perhaps... using my piano music to heal people and save them from the trouble of insomnia is also my value. ]

So noisy.

The pianist had a lot of psychological activities going on, and each sentence entered my ears one after another.

Looking at him across the crowd, his slightly droopy puppy eyes were looking forward brightly, as if he had found the value of life. He looked very attractive.

I don’t know if he felt my gaze, but he turned his head to look at me, and the moment his eyes met mine, his eyes lit up.

[Ah! It’s a kind gentleman! I haven’t thanked him yet! ]

But obviously, there is no way to leave now.

Taking this opportunity, I rubbed my ears and walked towards the garden with my assistant.

How strange.

This is the first raider who doesn't carry a system, but I can still hear his inner voice.

Is it that my ability to judge people has evolved to such a specific level, or is he playing tricks?

My assistant and I were walking in the garden. The night breeze was cool. I was thinking while my assistant was walking quietly beside me. It seemed that the only sounds in the world were the chirping of insects in the summer night and our footsteps.

This pianist seems to have the ability to make all piano pieces he plays make people fall asleep.

What if his abilities are not limited to piano music?

Or, even more daringly, what if his ability is to manipulate sound?

He manipulated the sound to make everyone drowsy, and also sent his voice to my ears, making me mistakenly believe that this was his inner voice.

It seems possible.

At least, I did notice him.

While I was thinking, I heard footsteps again.

The footsteps were disorderly and came straight towards me.

I turned around and the assistant stood in front of me, blocking the boy who was stumbling towards me.

The boy raised his head, revealing a pair of deer-like eyes.

He is the young master of the Chen family.

I don't know why, but he also came to this banquet.

When he saw me, he froze in place, like a small animal spotted by a predator, his body trembling slightly.

It can be seen that he seemed to be trying hard to smile, but his face was stiff as if it was frozen, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something and no sound came out.

Young Master Chen's social disorder has become so serious.

No wonder when the Chen family was in turmoil, Young Master Chen didn't let him go out.

So why did it come out this time?

"Where's your brother?"

He opened his mouth and squeezed out a few words with difficulty, "Hello, hello, brother is at the banquet."

His voice was so soft that if it weren't for the silence around him, one would have been unable to hear what he was saying.

After saying this, as if all his courage had been exhausted, he lowered his head, and the hair covering his neck slid slightly to the sides, revealing a white and slender neck.

He only came up to my chest, and from my angle he looked soft and fragile, so soft that I could hold him in one hand.

The thin body and overly innocent facial features can easily arouse sadistic desires.

I suddenly remembered the guest with a similar build to him whom I met in my friend's bar.

She wore low-waist ripped jeans and a short off-shoulder top, revealing her round shoulders and slender waist.

It is completely different from the Young Master Chen in front of him who is dressed tightly.

As he thought about this, he suddenly seemed to muster up the courage, raised his head abruptly, and said to me stumblingly,

"Boss, I have liked you for a long time, please take me."