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Ke Xiaoding went to see Chen Ling with a simple and clear purpose: to show his loyalty and hug his thigh.

When Chen Ling saw someone, he was slightly surprised, and said, "So it's you." He remembered seeing this kid in the morning, and he had a good impression of him, after all, no one could control such purple hair well.

Ke Xiaoding said respectfully: "Yes, Mr. Chu, I'm Ke Xiaoding, and Mr. Bai asked me to come and find you."

Seeing that Ke Xiaoding's eyes were shining, Chen Ling almost jumped to his feet and hugged his thigh, so he didn't feel disgusted, but thought it was a little cute.Dong Chen was also like this before, with his purpose clearly written on his face, trying to please him if he wanted to help, and pretending to be good if he wanted to coax others.Such a good child, there is no burden to play with.

Chen Ling smiled and looked at Ke Xiaoding.

If you don't look at the purple hair, Ke Xiaoding's conditions are actually quite good, completely different from the boy who was caught in a scandal more than two years ago.He has grown taller and wider, and it's okay to wear clothes. If he really wants to show up in only a vest like now, those who are still wearing him don't know how they will feel.

Ke Xiaoding has been used to dirty things for the past two years, and being stared at by Chen Ling as if looking at something, not only did he not feel anything, but he became more active: "Mr. Chu, what do you want for lunch today? I'll get it to you later Do."

Chen Ling felt that time was really a magical thing, it could completely change a person's appearance.He didn't answer Ke Xiaoding's question, but asked slowly: "Ke Xiaoding, do you still want to play the piano?"

Ke Xiaoding was stunned.

Chen Ling didn't speak any more, but casually flipped through the documents that Bai Cheng had sent over.

The only sound left in the room was the rustling of papers being turned.

This was not the first time Ke Xiaoding had seen Chen Ling.

When he saw Chen Ling for the first time, he was hiding in the toilet and crying.

Chen Ling asked him why he was crying, and he choked up and said, "I just want to continue playing the piano." I didn't expect that there would be so many messy things.

Chen Ling just said "Oh" and didn't express any comments.

As if he had found someone to confide in, he talked about how his small restaurant was smashed, how he was coerced and lured into signing a contract, how he was almost forced to sleep with someone, and how he lost his throat. , his eyes were also swollen from crying, and he raised his head with tears in his eyes, but only met Chen Ling's cold gaze.

As if everything he said didn't matter at all.

In fact, all of that had nothing to do with Chen Ling.

He just wanted someone to help him.

Ke Xiaoding originally wanted to forget this unpleasant memory and try to please Chen Ling in front of him.Anyway, after so long, people like Chen Ling should have forgotten him, right?

Unexpectedly, Chen Ling didn't forget, and even brought up "playing the piano" on his own initiative.

Thinking of his embarrassing situation at that time, thinking of his previous hopes, Ke Xiaoding felt like a fire was burning in his heart.He even felt that Chen Ling called him here to laugh at his innocence back then. So what if he kept himself clean, so what if he would rather die than obey, so what if he gritted his teeth and persisted. Didn't he get splashed with dirty water in the end?

He knew that he couldn't blame Chen Ling for the current situation.

He and Chen Ling were not related, and there was nothing about him that Chen Ling liked, so how could Chen Ling be blamed for not helping him.

Ke Xiaoding, do you still want to play the piano?

After two years, Ke Xiaoding's eyes were still watery when he heard this sentence.He was quiet for a long time before he squeezed out an answer from his throat: "I think, I think."

Ke Xiaoding looked at Chen Ling fixedly.When he saw Chen Ling for the first time, he knew that this man could change his destiny. At that time, he even thought that if it was this man, he would be willing - if those disgusting guys were replaced by this man, it would be okay. of.

It's a pity that Chen Ling didn't like him.

Ke Xiaoding's nose was sore: "I want to play, but is there anyone listening to me now?"

Chen Ling said, "Yes."

Ke Xiaoding suddenly raised his head and stared at Chen Ling.

Chen Ling smiled and said, "I'll listen." He stood up and motioned for Ke Xiaoding to follow him.

Ke Xiaoding followed Chen Ling silently, looking at Chen Ling's straight back.

Chen Ling took Ke Xiaoding to a door.

Ke Xiaoding looked at Chen Ling in confusion.

Chen Ling said, "Open the door."

Ke Xiaoding's heart twitched, and he stretched out his hand to turn the doorknob.

Everything in the house quickly appeared before his eyes.

This is like a normal lounge.

But there was a piano on one side of the lounge.

This is the highest floor of the Xingyao Building. The floor-to-ceiling windows are large, and you can see half of the city.The sun shines in, illuminating the room brightly.But the place where the piano is located is dim, so dark that it is reassuring. Only a light on the wall is on, which makes the white piano emit a faint light.

Ke Xiaoding fell in love with it almost at first sight.

Chen Ling asked, do you still want to play the piano?

Chen Ling said, he listened.

Ke Xiaoding's heart skipped two beats.He walked over in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself sitting in front of the piano with tears streaming down his face.

Ke Xiaoding raised his head and met Chen Ling's smiling eyes.The bitterness and grievances of the past two years disappeared in an instant, so what if he was notorious and everyone shouted and beat him, his hands were still there, and he could still play the piano, there was nothing better than this.

He didn't play the piano for anyone, just because he liked it.

He has liked it since he was a child.

It's just that in that devil's den, he must not show any of his strengths - otherwise, his whole body will become a tool of the devil.

Ke Xiaoding tried to press the keys.

He hasn't touched it for so long that he can't even play a complete tune.

Chen Ling didn't say anything, but just leaned aside and listened to him playing, as if he was playing fairy music.

Ke Xiaoding looked sideways and saw Chen Ling standing in the light, his whole body exuding a faint halo, like someone who came out of a dream.Before he knew it, a strange yet familiar movement poured out from his fingertips, and his ten fingers jumped faster and more flexibly, and the unwillingness and anger accumulated for two years became hearty pleasure.

It wasn't until the end of the song that Ke Xiaoding realized that his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

His back was also wet.

Sweat slipped from Ke Xiaoding's eyebrows and onto his eyelashes, making him a little bit dizzy.

He closed his eyes, feeling the aftertaste just now.

In the darkness, Chen Ling's voice reached Ke Xiaoding's ears: "You play very well."

Ke Xiaoding opened his eyes, but his vision was still blurry.He looked at Chen Ling fixedly, and said, "It's been two years."

Chen Ling knew what Ke Xiaoding meant. Ke Xiaoding meant "I haven't played it for two years."It is fatal for a pianist to be away from the keys for so many years.Chen Ling laughed: "It's only been two years, isn't there another 20 years?"

Ke Xiaoding said, "Why?"

Chen Ling didn't quite understand what Ke Xiaoding meant, so he looked at Ke Xiaoding and said nothing.

Ke Xiaoding said, "You were the one who asked someone to sign me in, right?"

Ke Xiaoding's original owner went bankrupt, owed a lot of debts, and "resold" all the artists under his banner.He was also pushed out and sold for a good price.Originally, he was worried that the new owner was another devil's den, so he came to find out for a while, but found that the new owner was more reliable than he imagined.

It's just that everyone seems to have forgotten him. No one talks to him about work, and no one tells him what he will do in the future.He bounced around on his social accounts, thinking that his new employer should come to talk to him—unexpectedly, he found it, but was told that he had the opportunity to "serve" the man in front of him.

Ke Xiaoding was confused.

He stared at Chen Ling, wanting to get the answer: "Why?"

Chen Ling was still so calm: "I just remembered it by accident, so I'll call people's attention." He didn't know if the boy who was trapped in the mud was blackened, so he just mentioned in passing, "I didn't expect that I would really give you away." Signed back."

Ke Xiaoding looked at Chen Ling who took it for granted.

If it hadn't been for these two years of hard work, Ke Xiaoding might still be the same as before, resentful and unwilling, thinking that Chen Ling is obviously capable of helping him but it is cold-blooded to be indifferent.But after these two years of tempering, Ke Xiaoding has already understood a lot of things.

No one is obligated to risk getting themselves in and trying to pull you out of the mud.

It is a rare kindness to be able to "remember by chance".

Ke Xiaoding smiled: "Thank you."

Chen Ling said, "You play well." He looked approvingly, "From now on, this will be yours. I like to take a nap listening to soothing music, and you play it to me at noon every day."

Ke Xiaoding seriously promised: "I will practice hard."

Chen Ling was very satisfied: "That's it." He thought for a while, but he was still too lazy to say too much, and ordered directly, "As for what to eat at noon, you can go to Bai Cheng, and he will tell you everything you need to pay attention to. Ask him to give you the key to my house too."

Ke Xiaoding nodded.

Chen Ling lay down on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, closed his eyes, and basked in the sun comfortably: "I want to sleep for a while."

Ke Xiaoding understood, and began to play "Serenade" for Chen Ling.Even if some things are gone for a long time, they are like seeping into the blood and bones, and they will never be forgotten.

Ke Xiaoding couldn't remember how long he had been playing, but when he stopped, Chen Ling had already fallen asleep, breathing steadily and long.

As if doing something sweet dream.

Ke Xiaoding walked over to close the curtains, turned and walked out the door to find Bai Cheng.

After listening to Ke Xiaoding's words, Bai Cheng said in surprise, "It seems that Chen Ling is quite satisfied with you." Then he readily threw the entire "Precautions" to Ke Xiaoding along with the keys of Chen Ling's house.

And gave Ke Xiaoding a "take care of yourself" look.

Ke Xiaoding: "..."

So Ke Xiaoding, who is also a sleep assistant and chef, officially took office.

This evening, the sky is full of red clouds.

Dong Chen got out of the car with the ingredients in his arms.

These were the vegetables and meat that Dong Chen collected from half a city. After serving Chen Ling for so long, Dong Chen knew better than anyone else how picky Chen Ling's tongue was.But it didn't bother him, after all, he had coaxed Chen Ling for so long, how could he not know what Chen Ling liked?

Dong Chen walked into the elevator confidently and pressed the floor where Chen Ling was.Just as the elevator door was about to close, someone shouted, "Wait! Hey, that handsome guy, can you press it for me?"

Dong Chen looked up and saw a head of conspicuous purple hair.The thing that doesn't match the purple hair is that the man is actually carrying a variety of ingredients in his hands, and it looks like he is preparing to make a rich dinner.

Seeing that the other party was running profusely, Dong Chen freed his hand to help the other party press the door open button.

The other party rushed into the elevator, looked up, and turned to thank Dong Chen: "Thank you. What a coincidence, I'm also going up to the sixth floor."

The author has something to say:

Dong Xiaochen: This person has such a wonderful painting style, he can actually cook?Well, since you call me a handsome guy, I'll help you press it for a while... Hey, why did this guy go up to the sixth floor?