Chapter 137

Huo Zheng was dazed, his eyes were dim and he looked terrified.

Does he look happy now? Are you happy?

Although his hands were able to play the violin again, he felt so much pain that his whole body was shaking.

He was neither happy nor cheerful, his mind was confused and he had lost himself.

He suddenly realized that something was wrong with his condition. This was not his love for music, but his obsession with success.

Yan's mother struck while the iron was hot and continued, "If a musician doesn't know how to live well and doesn't understand happiness, then he won't be able to bring wonderful music to others and pass on happiness to others, and he won't be a successful musician. You have to learn how to live first, so that you can have a brighter and better future. Only then can you become a musician with positive energy who can bring happiness to others."

Huo Zheng seemed to be hit on the head by someone.

He has studied music for so long, but he doesn't see it as clearly as an outsider.

He stood there, silent for a long time, and the dark power that enveloped him gradually disappeared.

He seemed to be gradually waking up from his madness, and his eyes gradually returned to normal.

Suddenly, he squatted down, holding his right hand in pain.

Yan's mother sighed helplessly, "I'll call the doctor over!"

Huo Zheng's arms swelled to twice their original thickness due to all this.

The doctor prescribed him some ointment and told him not to move his right hand anymore, otherwise it would become completely useless sooner or later.

Huo was sitting on the bed, looking dazed.

He thought back to how he had been before and felt that he must have gone crazy.

Why would a disabled hand suddenly become strong?

Where did Jin Chaochao go? Why didn't she come to see him?

Send the doctor away.

Mother Yan walked up to Huo Zheng and said, "Xiao Huo, you only have one life. The young lady said that you must be patient in doing anything. If you are eager for quick success, it will only backfire."

Huo Zheng looked up at Yan's mother, "Where is she?"

Yan's mother sighed, "He's injured, he's being nursed back home."

Huo Zheng thought of that day when she held his hand and they both fainted.

Could it be that her injury had something to do with me?

"Can I go see her?" Huo Zheng asked.

Yan's mother hesitated for a moment and felt that it was not a good idea to run between the two places.

So he decided to take Huo Zheng to live in Fu's house, where there happened to be a guest room.

In the evening, Fu Tingyuan hurried back.

After getting off the car, he went straight to Jin Chaochao's room.

Jin Chaochao slept all day long.

Seeing Fu Tingyuan coming back, she smiled, "You're back!"

She was like a well-behaved child, with her arms open, waiting for a hug.

Fu Tingyuan hugged her tightly. He had been feeling uneasy all day, and only after holding her in his arms did he feel better.

He was sure now that this was love.

Love her in all her aspects, worry about her, and feel sad for her worries.

"Chao Chao, did you have a good meal at noon?" Fu Tingyuan picked her up from the bed.

Jin Chaochao shook his head and only ate two bites at noon.

Without him feeding her, she couldn't eat anything.

Fu Tingyuan touched her head, his eyes full of heartache, "How can you sleep all day? I'll take you for a walk in the garden."

Jin Chaochao listens to him very much.

He put her shoes on and took her hand and went downstairs.

When the nannies at home saw this scene, they all smiled knowingly.

The young master and his wife finally looked a bit like a married couple.

Walking out of the villa, Jin Chaochao looked at the lush and green garden in front of her and felt a sharp pain in her head.

She stumbled and nearly fell.

Fu Tingyuan hugged her waist...

Jin Chaochao only felt her waist tighten, and her whole body fell into a sweet embrace, her heart pounding.

She looked up at Fu Tingyuan's face which was so close to her.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the tip of the man's straight nose, his long slanted eyebrows, and his lips of just the right thickness...

There was her delicate figure in his dark eyes.

She didn't quite understand it, but she liked it very much.

She raised her hand, stroked his high nose with her fingertips, and curved her lips sweetly, "You look good!"

All Fu Tingyuan could see was the girl's beautiful face.

Her skin is white and delicate, as smooth as milk, and her sparkling eyes are as clean as clear water even though she is full of ignorance at this moment. When she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, like a flower grown in the fairyland, delicate and gorgeous.

Fu Tingyuan could clearly hear his own heart beating in his chest.

One, two, three...

"Bang bang bang!" Very powerful.

He hugged her and bent down to kiss her on the lips.

That's a kiss of love!

Jin Chaochao closed her eyes and let his kiss fall.

The light of the setting sun fell on the two of them, and the world seemed to become a witness to the love between the hero and the beauty.

"I'm back!" Jiang Li's happy voice sounded from behind.

Fu Tingyuan and Jin Chaochao let go as if by reflex.

Jiang Li, carrying his schoolbag, stood not far away, biting his lips, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He quickly laughed and said, "I'm hungry!"

Having said that, he ran into the kitchen.

Fu Tingyuan coughed, looked at Jin Chaochao and pointed to the distance, "Madam, let's go for a walk over there!"

Jin Chaochao's cheeks felt hot and she didn't know what she was doing.

But what is certain is that she likes this man very much.

Mother Yan brought Huo Zheng back to the Fu family.

Everyone looked at him with curiosity.

Jiang Li, in particular, felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he saw Huo Zheng.

Jin Chaochao stood beside Fu Tingyuan, her eyes full of confusion.

Huo Zheng could clearly feel the change in this girl's personality.

He wanted to say something to Jin Chaochao, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know how to start.

Fu Tingyuan spoke first, "Since you're here, just stay with everyone. If you need anything, just tell Mom Yan. We're a big family here and everyone is very friendly."

Fu Xiaoan stared at Huo Zheng, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became. "I think I know you!"

Huo Zheng has seen Fu Xiaoan play the violin.

But he is no longer the genius he once was.

But it doesn’t matter anymore. From the moment he decided to move on, he should face the past calmly and acknowledge its past glories and lows.

"I've seen you too!" His thin face was expressionless.

Fu Xiaoan walked forward and said with a smile: "The teacher often mentioned you to me during class, saying that you have a very good song. It just so happens that I have also tried to write a song recently. Can you help me take a look?"

When it comes to music, Huo Zheng can be considered her predecessor.

It was after drinking Jin Chaochao's tea that she suddenly became enlightened and had a better understanding of music.

But Huo Zheng is a genius who became famous at the age of twelve.

It is an existence that she can never reach.

When Huo Zheng first arrived here, he felt very uncomfortable.

I thought it would be difficult to get along with strangers.

On the contrary, at this moment he felt everyone's kindness.

Yan's mother first took Huo Zheng to the guest room, "You will stay here for the time being. Jiang Li is next door. You are of similar age. If you feel bored, you can talk to him."

Huo Zheng nodded.

Although this place was unfamiliar, it gave him a more comfortable feeling than the Huo family before.

It's not just the environment, but also the atmosphere where people get along with each other.