Chapter 137 Similar to Love (1)

When Yinyin woke up, she felt a little grateful for her current situation. She originally thought she would be locked up in a cell, but she was locked up in a very ordinary room, and she could move freely while lying on the bed. Frankly speaking Yinyin has some psychological shadows on the cell. It's not that she has never been in the cell. Even though she was in amnesia and abnormal conditions at that time, she would still have lingering fears as long as she thought about it, because she couldn't help but remember why she was locked in.

  Suddenly remembered something, Yinyin realized that she was locked up alone, so where is the ghost? Before she lost consciousness, the two of them were still together, but Yinyin thought that if Yunmeng was there, there shouldn't be any danger for Guisha. The most important thing is to figure out her own situation first... So she got off the bed and went around. After looking around, it is indeed no different from an ordinary room. The key is where is this place?

  There is nothing to see in the room. So, Yinyin opened the door with the mentality of trying. Unexpectedly, it was not locked and no one was guarding it. Yinyin felt a little puzzled, and walked a few steps out of the room, only knowing that it was a mansion, but there was no one nearby... Driven by curiosity, Yinyin decided to explore.

  All the way down, no one found it, as if Yinyin was the only one in the entire mansion, and the entire mansion was big or small.

Just as Yinyin was very confused, a beautiful and familiar melody sounded. Yinyin was surprised at first, and then immediately surprised. She seemed to hear that this melody came from someone, and she subconsciously accelerated her steps towards the sound of the piano. Go to the source...

However, when Yinyin walked to the source of the sound of the piano, she couldn't hide her disappointment, because the person playing was not the one she knew well. The person playing in front of her was sitting in the pavilion by the artificial pond, separated by Another layer of tulle turned her back to the person who couldn't see clearly, but a woman was right, so Yinyin knew that it was not that person, but the familiar melody came from this person.

With curiosity and doubt, Yinyin slowly approached the pavilion step by step, a gust of wind blew the tulle, making the man's face looming, but it was only the profile of the face; the sound of the piano continued, and the man seemed to be playing with some selflessness. , Even Yinyin didn't seem to notice it, so Yinyin picked up the tulle, walked into the pavilion, and gradually moved from behind the person to her side, seeming to want to see her face clearly.

Just when Yinyin was about to see the person's face, a string was disconnected and the sound of the piano stopped instantly. Yinyin was scared to stop by the sudden sound of the broken string, as if she was awakened from a dream, before she realized it. When his behavior seemed a little rude, he stared at the person's profile blankly, waiting for criticism like a kid who did something wrong.

  After a while, the man turned his head to Yinyin and said, "I wonder what the princess thinks of my piano?"

Yin Yin was stunned and stared at the person, not because this person knew who she was. She didn't know the person in front of her, but her voice seemed familiar, and she was sure that this person not only knew who she was, but she was also very concerned about herself. Some understanding, out of politeness, since people ask questions, they want to answer, so Yinyin replied: "It's beautiful, and it's very similar to the tone played by someone I know."

  That’s why Yinyin thought it was that person, but later she realized that the timbres of the two were only similar, but not from the same person.

Hearing this, the corners of the lips of the person bend upwards, creating a beautiful arc. The person is beautiful, and this smile is even more beautiful; Yinyin has seen a lot of what can be called an'absolute beauty', like Wen Wenxian Han Ji, decent Xiang Qin, knowledgeable Lin Wei, and playful and cute Yan Ruxue, they are all beautiful, no matter in mind or appearance, and Ling Menghan, it can be said that she is the most beautiful among the five. One, her beauty is otherworldly, like beauty that does not belong to the mortal world; but the person in front of her has a beauty that is not inferior to the five of them. Compared with none of them, the person in front of her has a special and charming beauty. It was like the beauty that would make most men obsessed, Yinyin thought so in her heart.

   "Oh? Then who is that man from the princess?" the man asked with a thin lips.

  For some reason, just listening to that person’s voice, Yinyin felt as if she couldn’t resist, and naturally replied: "A friend."

  "Friends? What kind of friends?" the man asked again.

  "This..." Yinyin was a little unable to speak, one is because the person asked the question too suddenly, and the other was that Yinyin herself didn't know how to speak.

Just as Yinyin was embarrassed and didn’t know how to speak, she just heard the person say again: “Don’t mind, I just want to meet the person you mentioned who has a similar tone to me. After all, such coincidences are rare, but if the princess I will not force it if it is inconvenient to say."

  Instead, Yinyin felt a sense of being unreasonable when she said that. She obviously felt that the person in front of her had misunderstood. She opened her mouth to explain, but where should she start to explain? Can the relationship with Feng Qinghan be made clear only by explanation? Suddenly, Yinyin was stunned, and she seemed to realize that there seemed to be a feeling of entanglement between herself and Feng Qinghan, and that feeling was just a betrayal to the person in her heart. Is it really just a friend? Yinyin only thinks about this problem now.