Slag Gong, why doesn't he abuse me?

Huo Qiao watched him quietly. Yin Linchu had never encountered such a scene. In his career, he had only worked hard to expand his power.

After all, professional villains are also classified in detail. He is only responsible for adding obstacles to his career, and does not get involved in emotional aspects.

He knows how to develop organization members, but he is not very familiar with the business of developing objects.

Yin Lin thought for a while: "I'll take you to the piano room."

There is a piano in the piano room, which was bought by Yin Linchu's grandfather for his mother when he was still alive, and it is a bit old.

Fortunately, Yin Rong knew that it was expensive, and the rest of the family hadn't touched it, so he sent someone to clean it up at regular intervals.

Because of the proper maintenance, it has been preserved to this day. Looking at the appearance, it seems that it only adds to the charm of the age.

Although he didn't have any impression of "grandpa" or "mother", he liked this piano at first sight.

These days alone, with nothing to do, Yin Linchu tuned the piano by himself, and the pitch of this piano is definitely of high quality.

"You can play the piano?" Huo Qiao followed Yin Linchu and watched him sit down in front of the piano with his back straight. He lifted the piano cover and put his hands on the keys.

"A little bit."

Yin Lin pressed the keys at the beginning, and the music flowed out along with the keys hitting the string machine.

With his eyes closed, he didn't need to look at the keyboard, his fingers seemed to have eyes to find the next key with precision.

There is no superb skill, and no hand speed to show off skills, just play a piece of music smoothly.

In a mission in the past, he played the villain role as a pianist who was defeated by the protagonist, took away the championship, punctured the conspiracy, and finally lost his reputation.

Although the pianist is a genius who has received high praise since childhood, Yin Linchu understands that no matter how talented he is, he is only superior to ordinary people in some aspects.

It’s true that a pianist’s sensitivity to pitch is super strong, but the coordination of both hands and the physical strength enough to support several hours of recitals also require effort.

Even with the option of system blessing, waiting for the protagonist to grow is long and boring. Yin Linchu has already developed the habit of doing and loving. It is a good way to make up for the gap in the waiting period by practicing the piano.

He spends a lot of time practicing the piano every day. The more he invests in it, the more he can feel the state of mind of the character at that time.

The more he paid, the more he felt that he should not lose to the protagonist.

He has obviously done a good job, better than anyone else...but he knows that he will definitely lose to the protagonist.

There were no surprises in the result of the game. He sat in the audience and watched quietly, like a bystander.

When the protagonist pointed out that it was Yin Linchu who kidnapped him before the competition and threatened him not to participate, he calmly accepted the arrest.

That was the only time I lost my mind due to being too involved. Although I finally controlled myself, knowing that the ending of every mission was like this, I was still a little unwilling.

After that, Yin Linchu continued to accept every failure with a calm mind. He had heard enough bad words when he was ruined, and the words of others would not affect him.

But that was just the surface, and he himself didn't know when he would lose control again.

When his emotions erupted for the second time, it directly led to serious consequences, which put him in the current predicament.

He carefully analyzed the reason why the score was always rising by one point, and the damage he encountered so far was the same as the glass of juice that Huo Qiao gave him, so he couldn't continue playing.

Perhaps this is the difficulty of escaping from this world. He can't feel hurt, so how can he be punished?

To be honest, that score might still be friendship score.

"If you don't like playing the piano, you don't have to play it."

Huo Qiao suddenly reached out and grabbed Yin Linchu's wrist.

He couldn't hear the emotions contained in the music, but his eyes could observe, and he could tell that Yin Linchu was depressed.

The music stopped abruptly, Yin Linchu looked at Huo Qiao in surprise, and reached out to close the piano cover.

"There's nothing I don't like."

He relaxes, "just remembering something less pleasant."

With a smile on his face, he said seriously to Huo Qiao, "I really want to marry you soon, it should be a very interesting thing."

Huo Qiao was surprised by his words, the struggle in his eyes was fleeting, and he solemnly said to Yin Linchu: "Linchu, I want to explain something to you first."

The eyes that stared at Yin Linchu were extremely serious, and Yin Linchu also became serious.

What the performer says must be very important.

"For some reason, there will be many people around me. No matter what you see in the future, you must believe me. We are just acting on the occasion."

Huo Qiao's tone was low, as if he was talking about a matter of life and death.

Yin Linchu blinked, and there appeared, Quotations from a Scumbag!

He hadn't seen anything happen before, so he paved the way ahead of time, labeling all outrageous behaviors as a play on the spot.

Huo Qiao said: "You must remember that the only person I like is you."

How did he manage to say such words in an oath-like tone!Yin Linchu felt that Huo Qiao was really a talent.

I can't see it, the young man declares to his future marriage partner so confidently that he will have many colorful flags fluttering, and most people don't have the quality of heart.

After a long time without Yin Linchu's reply, the look in his eyes became weird, and he couldn't tell what kind of emotion he was holding.

Huo Qiao frowned slightly: "You...would you mind?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Huo Qiao already felt that he was asking too stupidly.

How could anyone not mind?

"It's okay!" Yin Linchu was afraid that he would repent, so he held his hands tightly, his eyes shining, "I don't mind, I can accept as many people as I want, you can rest assured."

He got an answer, but he didn't become any happier.

Huo Qiao regained consciousness from the illusion Yin Linchu had given him before.

Maybe Yin Linchu really wanted to marry him, but it was more likely because he wanted to escape from his current home and longed for a home of his own.

His active promise now made Huo Qiao feel like he was in prison, holding a life-saving straw but treating him as all hope.

Helpless, pitiful.

Huo Qiao's eyes softened, and he pulled out his hand and put it on the back of his hand: "You may not fully accept me now, I can wait."

Yin Linchu didn't understand, he didn't look happy, didn't he support him enough just now?Yin Linchu tried to add two more sentences to make amends, but was interrupted by a sudden voice.

The communicator on the waist beeped twice, Huo Qiao picked it up and connected it, the other party said something, Yin Linchu didn't hear clearly, Huo Qiao responded: "Okay, I'll come out right away."

Yin Linchu asked: "Is there a mission?"

"Not counting."

Huo Qiao glanced at him, "It's the family members of the soldiers who died on the day the spaceship crashed. I'm dealing with compensation matters during this time."

Yin Linchu was slightly surprised: "Then why are you still free?"

"It's impossible to spend all the time dealing with official business, and it's private time to see you, without conflict."

Huo Qiao said.

No, it's not a matter of business or personal affairs.

While dealing with that kind of thing, it is also possible to take into account the issue of developing a relationship with the unmarried partner.

Yin Linchu felt that this was more than just talent: "Comrade Huo Qiao, you are a person who can do great things."

Huo Qiao reluctantly thought it was a compliment.

"The explosion that day was not an accident."

Yin Linchu casually caressed the edge of the piano cover with his fingers, Huo Qiao was silent for a moment: "Yes."

He was secretly surprised by Yin Linchu's keenness, and such vigilance had already been shown before the spaceship lost control.

Yin Linchu tilted his head slightly: "May I know who they are targeting?"

"Zhan Pengjie."

Huo Qiao said an unfamiliar name, seeing that Yin Linchu was confused, he explained seriously, "It was the person you wanted me to protect before the accident.

I've always wanted to ask you, are you familiar with him? "

Yin Linchu's back stiffened, it was a misunderstanding!Please don't bring up the matter of him admitting to the wrong person again, please!