Chapter 256 Shen Zhuoyan: It’s the truth, but it becomes more and more irritating the more I hear it



Chapter 256 Shen Zhuoyan: It's the truth, but it's getting more and more irritating

Qiao Chuchu looked around, picked up a gray wool sweater, tiptoed to put it on him, and comforted him: "Don't think so, when you are healthy, you can be like him."

Shi Yu looked at her tiptoed feet, his mouth slightly curved, and obediently bent down to put on his clothes: "Well, thank you Miss Qiao for your good wishes."

Shen Zhuoyan: "..." Shi

Yu said again: "Miss Qiao rarely comes to my place, I have something in my heart that I want to say to Miss Qiao, why don't you let your bodyguard go out first."

Shen Zhuoyan: "No."

Qiao Chuchu was stunned, confused Looking at Shen Zhuoyan: "Why not?"

Shen Zhuoyan said with a serious face: "Mr. Pei Yuan specifically told me to stay close to you, young lady. If something happens when I'm not around, I won't be able to explain to Mr. Pei Yuan."

Shi Yu took over the conversation: "Okay, then I won't force it."

He looked at Qiao Chuchu with a smile: "I just happen to have some strength now, why don't I play a song for Miss Qiao?"

Qiao Chuchu was stunned and decisively refused: "You are so weak now, it will be tiring to play a song, so forget it."

[And it feels weird to play a song for me.

Although Shi Yu was weak, his attitude was firm: "I'm not tired. You are the guest. As the host, it is my duty to perform a song for you." He

walked to his musical instrument cabinet with a cane: "Let me play the guqin for you."

The door of the musical instrument cabinet opened automatically.

He reached out to take the guqin with difficulty.

Qiao Chuchu didn't dare to let him move, so she stepped forward to pick up the guqin and put it on the piano table.

Shi Yu looked at her gratefully: "Thank you, Miss Qiao."

His eyes were long enough to draw silk, and his fingertips inadvertently touched her withdrawn hand.

Qiao Chuchu smiled dryly and rubbed her hands: "You're welcome."

She murmured in her heart: [Is Shi Yu trying to win my favor by playing the guqin? ]

[It shouldn't be the case. I can't be sentimental. 】

Shi Yu sat down smoothly, and his slender fingers lightly touched the strings of the zither.

She couldn't help but be attracted by these hands.

Shi Yu's hands were whiter and tenderer than Pei Che's, probably because of his long-term illness.

Pei Che's hands were the most beautiful among the people around her.

Shi Yu's knuckles were thinner than Pei Che's, and each joint was smudged with light pink, like natural rouge.

Even the light blue veins on the back of his hands were embellished.

She couldn't take her eyes away.

[What beautiful hands, as if they were born to play the zither. ]

Shen Zhuoyan couldn't help but lower his eyes to look at his fingers.

His hands were slender, but the joints were large, obviously much rougher than Shi Yu's, and there were thick knots on the palms.

He put his hands behind his back a little unhappily, like a resentful statue.

Shi Yu glanced at Qiao Chuchu secretly, his smile deepened, he plucked the strings, and the melodious sound of the piano echoed into his ears.

All of Qiao Chuchu's resistance disappeared in this instant, and she listened attentively.

Shi Yu played the piano gracefully, like a man who did not belong to this era, and his every move was full of bookish air.

His fingertips danced softly on the strings, and he met Qiao Chuchu's eyes with ease and smiled slightly.

Yunsui and Shi Yeye were listening outside by the door, and they looked at each other excitedly after hearing the sound of the piano!

Oh my God!

This is Shi Yu playing the piano!

Shi Yu even has the strength to play the piano!

Yunsui was so excited that she was about to cry. She patted Grandpa Shi's shoulder hard and said, "I told you that our grandson needs a good fate. You still don't believe me. Isn't this the right fate? He just woke up from a coma and can play the piano for people!"

Grandpa Shi's eyes were red with excitement: "As expected of my grandson, he knows that playing the piano can make a little girl feel good. He has the style of me in my youth! After all, pianos and other things are so useless these days. To pick up girls, you still have to use our Chinese musical instruments!~"

Yunsui glared at him and said, "Is this the point? The point is that our grandson has improved, wants to eat, and even has the strength to sit up and play the piano!"

Grandpa Shi nodded excitedly and asked Yunsui, "Then should I go in and say hello to this little girl?"

"Stop fighting, we can't be third wheel, this is the time for the two children to communicate! Let them eat together later!"

Yunsui wiped her tears, clasped her hands together and thanked Shang Cang: "Miss Qiao came to our house and let her enter Shi Yu's bedroom is destined!"

According to courtesy, she couldn't let her enter Shi Yu's bedroom.

But she was really afraid that Shi Yu would die, so she didn't leave his side.

Politeness is a trivial matter in life.

She let Qiao Chuchu in.

It turns out that every step was destined by God!

Yun Sui wiped her tears and pushed the old man away: "Let's go, let's not delay young people from falling in love, go prepare something else."

Coincidentally, when the song was over, Shi Yu put his hands on the strings and stopped playing.

Qiao Chuchu applauded and praised sincerely: "It's so beautiful!"

Shi Yu lowered his eyes and smiled, looking at Shen Zhuoyan embarrassedly: "Can this bodyguard play? Do you want to play a song?"

Shen Zhuoyan's face has never been good since he saw Shi Yu, and he said with a gloomy face: "I can't play the piano."

Shi Yu tilted his head and blinked: "You can't play the piano either? I have a piano here."

Shen Zhuoyan: "...I can't play the piano either."

He has not been interested in musical instruments since he was a child, so he grew up learning various fighting skills.

Shi Yu suddenly realized, and there seemed to be a hint of secret joy in his eyes: "Some people have developed motor nerves, but are weak in musical instruments. For example, I am better at musical instruments, but my body is weak, not as healthy as you. If I could, I would rather not play the guqin."

Shen Zhuoyan: "..."

Qiao Chuchu comforted him from the side: "You can't say that. There is no one in our family who can play the guqin like you. This is your interest and hobby, so you have been developing it. We don't have any hobbies."

"Miss Qiao is not without a hobby." Shi Yu smiled at her tenderly and praised her, "Miss Qiao can draw, and she draws well. Your painting has been hung in my studio. So far, "Dragon Slayer" is the best work in my studio."

She was stunned by the compliment and lowered her head embarrassedly: "I only have that little ability. If I don't study hard, I will not be able to do anything. After all, I am not good at studying."

Shi Yu walked in front of her with a cane and stretched out his hand to her: "Miss Qiao, don't say that."

Qiao Chuchu looked up at him.

His eyes seemed to reflect a pool of tender spring water: "I have liked your work since the beginning. I can get strength from your work."

She was stunned and didn't know what to say.

Shen Zhuoyan looked at her, then at Shi Yu, and quickly cleared his throat: "Ahem!"

Qiao Chuchu suddenly came back to her senses, stood up and said: "It's getting late, I should go."

Shi Yu's face changed slightly, and he suddenly coughed: "Ahem!"

Qiao Chuchu helped him: "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Shi Yu kept a distance from her and pushed her hand away: "It's okay, it's an old problem, I'm used to it."

He looked at Qiao Chuchu sadly, and said sullenly: "Go away, Miss Qiao, I know I can't keep you, the most I can do for you is... I can only play the piano."

He glanced at Shen Zhuoyan again: "If I were stronger, I could be like this gentleman, and be your bodyguard every day."

Shen Zhuoyan finally couldn't help it: "Why do you always compare with me?!"

Qiao Chuchu looked at Shen Zhuoyan in surprise: "Why are you so fierce?"

Shen Zhuoyan was a little angry: "Because he always compares with me, saying that I am strong and he is weak, making me look like a gorilla beating his chest, and he is a scholar who can play the piano!"


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