Chapter 272: Chapter 272

Li Shunan raised his hand, took down the cigarette butt with his knuckle fingers, pressed it in the ashtray and extinguished it, and stood up tall and straight.

The three of them immediately turned their gazes over again, and their movements were very consistent.

Zhao Zifu: "Where are you going?"

Sun Yan: "Stop playing?"

Qi Liangji glanced at the time: "It's only 8 o'clock late, it's still early."

There were often girls passing by, scrutinizing Li Shunan with vague eyes.

After all, with his appearance and figure, he is completely eye-catching.

But he seemed completely invisible.

Li Shunan stood there with a tall body, put one hand into his trouser pocket, and said casually: "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the urging voice behind him, he went straight through the crowd and walked out of the bar.

Qi Liangji stared at his back, feeling something was wrong: "Do you feel that Brother Nan seems to be in a bad mood today?"

Sun Yan analyzed: "Is it because of desire, desire, and dissatisfaction?"

Zhao Zifu kicked him: "Get out of here."

Qi Liangji didn't understand what happened: "So, what happened recently?"

Zhao Zifu recalled it carefully: "Just these two days? Nothing happened. What days have you been?"

Speaking of this, Sun Yan suddenly remembered, and slapped his thigh fiercely: "I see, tomorrow is November 8th!"

Qi Liangji hadn't reacted yet: "November 8? What happened to November 8?"

Sun Yan subconsciously said, "Did you forget last year?"

November 8 last year.

Having said that, the three fell silent at the same time.

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All day Saturday.

Jiang Lingzhi didn't even touch the phone, except for doing quizzes and playing the piano.

Years later there was an international piano competition.

She has been preparing for this competition for a long time.

Jiang Lingzhi didn't dare to slack off, she had to take more time to practice.

Before I knew it, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

She practiced over and over again.

The sound of the piano is smooth and pleasant, and the notes pour out from the fingertips, as if they are completely unaware of fatigue.

Suddenly, the sound of stones hitting the glass came from the window.

Jiang Lingzhi snapped her fingers, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Did she hear wrong just now?

Jiang Lingzhi raised her eyes, sat in front of the piano, and listened for a while.

The atmosphere at night is too quiet, and the slightest sound will be amplified infinitely.

There was a soft "pop", and the sound of stones rolling to the ground was heard again from the balcony.

Jiang Lingzhi's eyes moved slightly, feeling a little strange, she stood up and went to the balcony to have a look.

It was completely dark outside, only the street lamps were dimly lit.

The man was in the light of the street lamp not far downstairs, tall and slender, tall and tall.

With the night as the background, that black silhouette was exactly what she was familiar with.

The moment Jiang Lingzhi saw him, her eyes lit up, and she was immediately surprised, and waved to him.

"Ashu."

She didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear of being heard by the people in the living room downstairs.

In the next second, she ran into the room, took out her mobile phone, dialed a number and went out.

The phone was picked up quickly.

Jiang Lingzhi sat on the balcony, staring straight at the figure downstairs, and said pleasantly, "Why did you come here?"

It's quiet on the phone.

After a short pause, his low laughter came close to his ears through a mobile phone, and his magnetic hoarse voice sounded slowly: "I haven't seen you for a day, it's weird."

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