When Ye Muyan was young, he was the same as other children.

For example, go to school normally, be overwhelmed by homework and want to cry normally, and memorize words normally day and night.

During the summer vacation when he was ten years old, he sat on the swing in the yard, holding the textbook in his arms, because he was afraid that the sound he made would scare the small animals in the yard, so he recited it silently.

Their house is a courtyard house, not decorated magnificently, with plants planted in the yard, and the tiles of the house are so clean that they shine white.

Such a house can not only allow the elderly to return to their original nature, but also young people can enjoy the current fashion and beauty.

A white luxury car suddenly stopped at the door, and a man who looked only about 30 years old got out of the car.

This man, with a straight body, can tell at a glance that he is married and may even have children, but the charm exuding from him is so great.

Afterwards, the other side of the car door also opened, and a child who was about the same age as Ye Muyan came out, and he was almost carved out of the same mold as that adult.

The little boy was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of short boots.In this era, it is time to walk in the avant-garde fashion dress.

The man went to hold the child's hand, but was thrown away by him. The man had no choice but to hug his shoulders and walked up the stairs together.

Ye Muyan looked at this boy, he had never seen such a good-looking person...

But something was wrong, something was wrong with the boy's eyes.

Ye Muyan didn't look at it too much, because it would appear impolite.His legs were crossed, one hand was holding onto the thick rope of the swing, and he was dangling there.

After the two entered the courtyard, the man looked around and saw Ye Muyan in the corner.

Ye Muyan was a small lump when he was a child, and his voice was slow to develop. At this time, when he opened his mouth, his little milk voice became cute, but he had a bohemian and free tone, a bit lazy and a bit disdainful.

Laziness is because he is afraid of talking too loudly and scaring people, and his disdain is learned from the domineering president in novels and TV dramas. This is the reason why his parents don't let him play with his mobile phone.

"Looking for someone?"

The man nodded, "Well, kid, does Mr. Ye Fan live here?"

Ye Muyan pointed to the door of the main room, "My father is inside."

"Okay, thank you, baby."

The man hugged his son's shoulders and walked towards the door of the main house.

Ye Muyan caught a glimpse of a pair of eyes looking at him from the corner of his eye, and it was the child beside the man.

Those are a pair of ordinary eyes.Mingming's eyes are so beautiful, and his eyes are more like falling stars, but his eyes are so dull that it makes people heinous.

Even the young Ye Muyan could see that there was something wrong with these eyes.

They seem out of place on a child...

When he passed by his side, his eyes were retracted.

Ye Muyan put the textbooks on the swing chair, jumped off, and followed them into the room with small steps.

Father Ye Fan was sweeping the table with a feather duster, humming an ugly song.

Seeing someone coming, he twisted his muscular waist, put down the feather duster, and jumped over excitedly.

"Hello! Welcome... come!"

This enthusiastic attitude startled the man.

The man smiled awkwardly, and stretched out his hand, "Hi, my name is Chu Tian, ​​and I was introduced by Mr. Dai."

"Oh! Mr. Chu, I know, he told me too."

Generally, those who can be found here are introduced by someone.

Ye Fan pointed to the sofa, "Please sit down, talk slowly if you have something to do, don't worry, don't be afraid."

As he said that, his eyes fell on the child next to Chu Tian, ​​and the eager smile on his face disappeared immediately after seeing it!

He picked up the child and put it on the cabinet next to the entrance.

The eyes of the child who was picked up were still calm, so calm that it was outrageous.

Ye Fan smiled again, the tough man smiled very kindly. "What's your name, kid?"

Compared with Chutian, Ye Fan has more signs of aging, and his face is wrinkled when he smiles.After all, before Ye Muyan, he had three sons, and the eldest was in his 20s.

The child looked at Ye Fan, and when he opened his mouth, he spoke in a milky voice, but his tone was unusually calm.

"Uncle, my name is Chu Feng."

"Oh, which maple."

"The maple of wood wind."

Ye Fan thought about it carefully, "Which maple is Mufeng's maple?"

Ye Muyan patted his butt, "Stupid, there's Feng next to the wooden letter! Hey!"

Ye Fan glared at him, "Why did you come in, hurry up and recite the words."

"After memorizing it, I didn't inherit your IQ. Your brain is easy to use."

Ye Fan gritted his teeth when he was told, "I'll deal with you later."

Then, looking back at Chu Feng, "Uncle might do something to you, don't be afraid."

"Don't be afraid." Chu Feng shook his head and said flatly.

Ye Fan carried him down and looked at Chu Tian, ​​"What's going on? Come, sit over there."

Several people sat down on the white sofa, Ye Fan was not in a hurry, and made tea there. "Bao, go get a drink for brother."

"Okay, but he doesn't have to be my brother!"

Ye Muyan brought a bottle of milk from the refrigerator, jumped onto the sofa, sat on his knees, and stared at Chu Feng's face.

Both adults ignored them.

Chu Feng looked over with those indifferent eyes, and met Ye Muyan's childish eyes.

Ye Muyan was still tilting his head at him, but he didn't respond at all, so Ye Muyan turned his head to the other side, shaking his head from side to side.

"Baby, are you crazy?" Ye Fan poured tea, but still noticed his son's unruly behavior.

Chu Tian smiled awkwardly, because since his son was young, no one dared to do this in front of him, and few people even dared to look at him.

And Ye Fan was actually shocked, because not many people could hold his son so close!

Ye Muyan always sat in the corner when he went to school, such a poor baby!

"How old are you?" Ye Muyan asked closer, his voice still lazy and dismissive.

But even if his voice is very soft, it should be powerful, and if he gets so close, the other party will shake at least.

Instead...

Chu Feng replied calmly, "11 years old, what about you?"

Maybe little boys really love to compete, and the items of competition include age.

Ye Muyan didn't answer him, curled his lips, sat down next to him, plugged in the milk straw before handing it to him.

He glanced at the man next to him, who nodded with a smile, and then he took the milk and said thank you lightly.

"Mr. Chu, come, tell me what's going on." Ye Fan said.

Chu Tian looked at his son next to him and shook his head, "Isn't it summer vacation? I bought my son a piano, let him go to the training class during the day, and practice by himself at night.

But within a few days, he became abnormal, often getting up in the middle of the night.

For several nights, we heard the piano.

But my son has just started learning and can't play at that level.

I suspected that he was in trouble, and followed him quietly in the middle of the night.

At first I thought he was possessed by something, but when I followed him, he was just standing quietly beside the piano, and the keys of the piano were moving by themselves... It was as if there was a transparent person sitting there playing the piano ! "

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