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Xue Qingning did follow Li Wei downstairs, and Li Wei also told him that he was going to pick up Gao Shan, saying that Gao Shan got lost buying ice cream, and after picking him up, he would come back and bring Xue Qingning an ice cream.

There are two stairs in the hotel, Li Wei's elevator went downstairs first, Xue Qingning wanted to go with him, so she took the one on the right.But Li Wei went to the underground parking lot. The first floor of the elevator in Australia is underground, and the elevator buttons on the first floor of the main hall are usually the largest. The symbol is represented by G, which means Ground.

Xue Qingning subconsciously pressed the G floor, then came to the hotel lobby with a dazed expression, looked around for Li Wei, and walked out through the gate.

There are only people coming and going outside the hotel, and seagulls everywhere.

On the streets of Melbourne, those sharp-billed seabirds fall in groups in the streets and alleys. Since no one hunts them, their ancestors have never been harmed for generations, so they are not afraid of people at all.

After a while, the seagulls flew away in front of the hotel. He followed the birds' flight path and saw them land beside a little girl with bread in her hand.The blond-haired little girl tore a small piece of bread and threw it out, and was taught in a low voice by her mother not to feed the birds.After a while, more and more birds gathered around the little girl, and one even flew to her head, scaring her so much that she threw away a whole piece of bread she was holding.

After the little girl left, Xue Qingning went over to pick up the piece of sliced ​​bread, tried to tear a piece, and indeed attracted a flock of seagulls.

Flocks of seagulls fly together like a sea of ​​clouds, and when they fall, they fan the wind with their wings, bringing the smell of the distant sea.The sound of birds came and went, and when he finished feeding the piece of bread in his hand, he found himself in a small street square.

He doesn't know any people who come and go in strange places.

Xue Qingning was not too flustered.After a moment of silence, I don't know why I remembered the way I bought a ticket from home and fled many years ago.At that time, I didn't know where I was going, whether I could survive, or what the future would hold.But he didn't want to admit defeat, and he didn't want to give in.

There is a fountain on the side of the street. As the evening approaches, the fountain sprinkles yellow water droplets like white wine in the setting sun.Xue Qingning was sitting, so quiet that the seagulls gathered at his feet and would not fly away, when he suddenly heard the sound of a piano.

There is a street public piano in a small square on the streets of Melbourne. When the weather is fine, social volunteers will roll it out for children to play, and take it back at night.At this time, there was an Asian man with black hair and black eyes beside the piano, sitting there playing the piano.Xue Qingning listened carefully for a while, and suddenly she was sure that it was a Chinese.

Because he played "At Least You" by Sandy Lam.

On the street in a foreign country, a handsome man with Asian appearance was dancing with his fingertips beside the piano, and the notes were like butterflies flying around his fingertips.

The sound of the piano was crisp and sweet, and Xue Qingning finished listening quietly.At this time, a blond lady who was selling flowers on the roadside and was about to close the stall came towards him. The lady was about thirty years old, wearing a plaid sky blue kerchief on her head, and holding a handful of scentless flowers in her hand. Bai Baihe wrapped it in cellophane and handed it to Xue Qingning.

The snow-white blooming lilies look beautiful with their emerald green leaves and dots of purple forget-me-nots.

Xue Qingning glanced at the blond lady selling flowers, shook her head, organized her language and said briefly in English: "Nomoney."

The lady shook her head and said briskly in English: "I'mnearly close. Nocharge, Beautyflowersforyourbeautyeyes (I'm about to close the stall. No money, these flowers are for you, for your beautiful eyes)."

The lady smiled and stuffed the flowers into his hands, and gave him a slight salute by pulling up the corner of her skirt.The cute little woman hummed a song, pushed the flower cart and left in a good mood.

Xue Qingning hugged the bouquet innocently, just as the piano sound ended there, he got up and went to hold up the bouquet and dedicated it to the man playing the piano.

The man probably didn't expect this to happen, and was briefly stunned.He is about 30 years old, and he is rare and handsome among Asians.He has black hair like black ink, clean facial features, and those dark eyes alone seem to have the power to see through people's hearts. The whole person is like a landscape that has stepped out of a literary movie.

Xue Qingning: "For you. For your piano sound."

After he finished speaking, he stopped for a while, wondering how to ask him the way back after borrowing flowers to present Buddha.

The man suddenly smiled, his spring-like eyes were slightly bent to look at the young man in front of him full of tenderness.He also speaks authentic Chinese, his voice is like a clear stream flowing through the mountain stream: "Hello, my name is Jiang Ling."

When Xue Qingning heard this familiar name, she suddenly raised her head and opened her eyes wide. For a moment, she thought she had heard it wrong.How could I see this person here?Is it the same name or a coincidence?

He stared at the man in front of him silently and somewhat warily, and didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Ling, who was holding the flower, smiled and asked him: "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

Xue Qingning didn't know what to say, should he ask if he was the one she knew, but so what?

He lowered his eyes and said silently, "I'm hungry."

This is the truth, when he came out, he was going to have dinner with Li Wei, but he missed the meal, his stomach writhed and he was almost too hungry.

Jiang Ling felt that he was a little funny, so he lowered his eyes and smiled. He got up and closed the piano cover in the middle of the street.Only then did Xue Qingning realize that Jiang Ling was half a head taller than herself. Although he is not strong in his 30s, he is handsome and beautiful, but he also has the calm temperament that ordinary men should have: "Thank you for sending me flowers. In order to repay, please allow me to treat you to dinner."

They walked to eat. Jiang Ling, who was holding flowers along the road, was walking on the streets of Melbourne. When he met a worker who had just got off work, he took out a lily to give away.

I also give it to beautiful ladies when I see it, and I also give it to a child who is smiling and passing by.Gradually, the bouquet of flowers in his hand gradually became less and less, and after sending them all out, the two happened to arrive at the door of a French restaurant.

Jiang Ling said that this shop has an appetizer, small bread, which is very delicious.It is made with fresh sea urchin and soaked in bread, then fried in butter, and finally smeared with sturgeon roe sauce.One bite into the mouth, it is so delicious that the tongue will melt.

After sitting down and tasting the appetizer, Xue Qingning took a sip, her indifferent expression froze for a moment, and then her brows and eyes softened a bit.

Looking at the child, Jiang Ling thought he was very cute, and asked with some joy in her heart, "How old are you?"

Xue Qingning only ate, and did not answer questions from strangers.It's actually quite strange for him to look at it this way. He can run away from home, and he can also sit and eat with strangers, but he won't pay attention to people he doesn't know well.

Seeing that he didn't like to talk, Jiang Ling didn't force and talk too much.

When dessert was served after the meal, he chose a light cream meringue ice cream cake for him in proficient French.Watching the child eat, he held a cup of warm lemonade to warm his hands, and looked out the window at the gradually drowsy sky with a pair of soft eyes.The setting sun covered his face with a soft light like a veil, like the kind of beauty that can only be photographed by old-fashioned cameras. Just thinking about it will amaze him for a while.

Jiang Ling is that kind of very good-looking man, not to say that he is handsome or delicate, but purely beautiful.So whatever he does looks kind of pleasing to the eye.

Xue Qingning was a little sharp-eyed and noticed that there was a scar on the sleeve of his clothes after get off work. It seemed that the full length should be large, and it was covered under the clothes, so it was impossible to see what caused it.

Jiang Ling noticed his gaze and touched the scar on her wrist: "Do you care about this?"

Xue Qingning: "..."

"It was my stepmother who beat me. She wanted to cut off my whole arm because..." Jiang Ling smiled helplessly, "Because I played her son's piano."

Xue Qingning suddenly felt heart palpitations, and looked at him silently without saying a word.

Jiang Ling suddenly blamed himself, feeling that he shouldn't talk about this kind of topic with a child during dinner: "I'm sorry, don't worry about it, it's all in the past."

He quietly waited for the child to bow his head and finish eating, put down the glass of warm lemonade in his hand, and asked softly, "Are you full?"

Xue Qingning nodded.

The corners of Jiang Ling's lips turned up: "Then I'll take you back."

It was already dark when we left the restaurant, and the night wind was a bit chilly.Seeing that Xue Qingning was wearing thin clothes, Jiang Ling took off his milky white trench coat and put it on for him in case he would catch a cold.Judging by taking off his coat, he is actually not that strong. In his 30s, he is still skinny. He has been squandered by fate and time but refuses to admit defeat.

Xue Qingning refused: "I don't need it."

Jiang Ling still covered him up, and walked on the road in only unlined clothes: "Young people are no better than us, they are easy to get sick when they get cold."

The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel not long after driving, Xue Qingning thought, if she goes back by herself at this time, Li Wei might be very worried and angry with herself.

Seeing that the child was silent, Jiang Ling asked, "What's the matter? If you have any difficulties, please let me know."

"...You." Xue Qingning looked at the hotel on the opposite side of the road outside the car with a light gaze, "Why didn't you come back when you recovered from your illness."

The car was silent for a long time as if no one was there.No one spoke, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.After a long time, Jiang Ling put her hands on the steering wheel, and even so, she unconsciously curled her fingers. This is the habit of professional players: "You recognize me."

"I've recognized it a long time ago." Although Xue Qingning was looking out the window, she was only looking at Jiang Ling's expression through the car window.In the reflection of the glass, Jiang Ling's face looked a little blurry, maybe a little sad, but it was like an illusion, "They miss you very much."

Jiang Ling smiled and said, "They... shouldn't include Li Wei, right? Li Wei should hate me very much."

Xue Qingning was noncommittal, and after another moment of silence, he turned his head. The moment he raised his eyes, Jiang Ling felt as if he saw a lush deer.He said in a youthful voice, "I used to think about what kind of person you would be."

Jiang Ling looked at the young man with those black eyes like ink paintings: "Then what kind of person do you think I am?"

"You are a..." Xue Qingning said flatly, "A good person."

Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, as if he was amused by him.He thought to himself that this is really a child, and feeding him delicious food, dressing him and sending him home would be the best person for him, so there was no more hostility.

His world is too simple, pure and clean. Facing such a child, Jiang Ling can't speak other words or lie. He raised his head and leaned on the chair to look at the roof of the car: "It's not that I don't want to go back together. It's just... Li Wei He won't let me go back."

Xue Qingning said softly: "Why?"

"Because I betrayed them...and almost destroyed the entire RL club." Jiang Ling said softly, as if sighing helplessly.