But now she held on to him relentlessly, especially since she was so close to him.

Although the two have always been inseparable, they have never been as close as this.

Speaking of which, they have been acting together for a long, long time.

If Wu Di hadn't been injured and needed care this time, he would never have come to live with Ji Mengyao.

"I just went outside to smoke a cigarette."

"You stole my sister's cigarettes again!"

Ji Mengyao forcibly turned Wu Di's face, which did not dare to look back, and looked at him with angry eyes.

The two looked into each other's eyes at a very close distance. Ji Mengyao didn't feel unnatural at all, but Wu Di's body became even stiffer.

Suddenly she began to sniff him like a kitten.

"Mengyao, you're too close."

Wu Di spoke slowly, as if he was not used to being so close to each other.

Ji Mengyao didn't listen to her at all and patted his shoulder:

"You're lying! You don't even smell like cigarettes!"

"I"

Now Wu Di was stuck.

But he remembered Shen Yiyue's instructions and he definitely wouldn't tell her to go to Ning Yu and the others to consult about the birthday gift.

The two of them suddenly came to a stalemate.

Ji Mengyao looked at him, and he also looked at Ji Mengyao blankly.

"Humph! If you won't tell me, forget it."

She seemed to give up suddenly, let go of Wu Di, fell back, and lay down casually on the sofa, looking like a drunk girl.

Wu Di then breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he had gotten away with it.

"Remember to cover yourself with a blanket. It's a bit cold at night."

He spoke softly to Ji Mengyao.

"What do you care? Go to sleep!"

Ji Mengyao looked as if she didn't want to listen, turned her back and faced the back of the sofa.

After a few seconds, she unhappily pulled the blanket that Wu Di had just given her over her.

Wu Di seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't organize the words, so he gave up and went back to his room to sleep.

Only after Wu Di's door was closed did Ji Mengyao turn around.

He no longer looked drunk as before, but instead looked a little depressed. However, it was obvious that he was sober.

She leaned back on the sofa again, staring at the thin moonlight coming in from the window in a daze.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

In another apartment.

Shen Qianqian had already fallen asleep in her room.

In the living room, Ning Yu turned the volume of the electric piano to a very low level and played a song silently.

Shen Yiyue was also listening nearby.

Both of them should still remember what was about to happen before Wu Di came, but were interrupted by Wu Di.

Everyone understood it tacitly and no one mentioned it.

"Xiaoyu, what is this song called?"

“It’s called Moonlight.”

Ning Yu was playing Claude Debussy's "Moonlight", not Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata".

"This name is very appropriate. I feel like the moonlight is about to fill this room."

Shen Yiyue held her chin and appreciated the music seriously. She didn't know whether she was appreciating the melody Ning Yu was playing or her beautiful figure.

Her silver hair in the ambiguous dim light seemed like the moonlight in Shen Yiyue's heart.

Shen Yiyue couldn't help but smile happily and felt very satisfied because at this moment there was no one else in the world to disturb them.

There were only her and Ning Yu.

She played and she listened.

It slowly came to the end, and when it was over, the room returned to its peaceful tranquility like water.

"Are you going to sleep, Xiaoyu?"

It was already very late, and perhaps because they both drank a little bit of wine, neither of them seemed to be sleepy.

"How about I give you a song?"

Ning Yu seemed to have thought of something. She tucked up her silver hair by her ears, turned around and said to Shen Yiyue with a smile.

"good."

There was no reason for Shen Yiyue to refuse. As long as she could hear Ning Yu's performance, it didn't matter what kind of music she played, especially since it was specially played for her.

Ning Yu gracefully placed her fingers on the black keys of the piano, and a deep sound slowly rang out in the room.

Then follows a series of gentle and delicate movements, creating a graceful melody between the black and white keys.

Clear and soft, it seems to soothe one's soul.

It's Debussy's "Girl with Flaxen Hair".

These are tracks that have never appeared on Blue Star.

If the apocalypse hadn't happened when I traveled through time, I might really be able to become a plagiarist and enter the entertainment industry.

Just like what is written in those online literature.

Shen Yiyue was listening carefully to this song which was specially given to her and she was almost distracted.

My heart seemed to be warmed by the notes and I felt very comfortable.

It was as if he was communicating with Ning Yu through musical notes and listening to what she said.

Not words but better than words.

"What's the name of this song given to me?"

It was not until Ning Yu had finished playing for a long time that Shen Yiyue asked, wanting to know the name of the song specially written for her.

"The Girl with Long Black Hair"

Ning Yu changed her original name without blushing or beating her heart, and silently said sorry to Debussy a thousand times in her heart.

I hope he doesn't open the coffin lid and beat himself up.

"You made this up, didn't you, Xiaoyu?"

When Shen Yiyue heard the name, she suddenly felt shy. She asked the question but her face turned red.

The light in the room wasn't very good, so it wasn't very obvious.

"Does it sound good?"

Ning Yu ignored Shen Yiyue and asked directly.

"Yeah, sounds good."

Shen Yiyue answered honestly, lowering her head slightly and somewhat afraid to look at Ning Yu.

"This is for you because it's as beautiful as you are."

Ning Yu said with a smile.

"ah"

Shen Yiyue's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly. She didn't expect Ning Yu to speak so bluntly.

Even the words I wanted to say just now were stuck, as if I had lost the ability to resist.

But I always feel something sweet, as if I got something I wanted.

Ning Yu didn't say anything. Shen Yiyue lowered her head shyly and didn't dare to look at her.

After a long while, she raised her head. Ning Yu was still looking at her quietly, her amber eyes as pure and clear as ever.

"Thank you. I like it very much and I am very happy."

Ning Yu turned off the electric piano and slowly stood up.

“You can listen to it as many times as you want in the future.”

"good."

"It's getting late, go to bed early, good night."

"Good night."

A few days later.

Lin Hao suddenly contacted Ning Yu through a special method.

The two met again in the empty apartment.

This time Lin Hao also brought a laptop, as if he wanted to show something to Ning Yu.

"It seems you have made some new discoveries?"

Ning Yu sat on the chair and looked at the lit laptop screen.

"Yes, I have solved part of it now."

Lin Hao opened the command line tool in his laptop and began typing a series of commands.

Then a long string of incomprehensible characters began to flow, as if being parsed.

After a while, the characters stopped flowing and an executable program seemed to start running.

An audio player popped up, and a male voice sounded: