Four Hundred and Nineteenth Inexplicable

The atmosphere was slightly stagnant.

After Alena said "It's good for you", she fell into a brief silence, and a subtle embarrassment slowly flowed in the air.

Although the scene was not funny, Ronan felt the urge to laugh, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

However, Ronan could feel the warmth from Taylor's eyes, and he also realized that now is not the time to watch the show, with a smile on his lips, he took the initiative to explain, "Alena is a professional violinist, and regularly performs with different symphony orchestras. Collaboration, every performance, evening dress is a must, so, she should have no time to tell the difference."

For the performance of the symphony orchestra, the performers and the audience are required to wear formal clothes. For Alena, the evening dress is basically equivalent to work clothes.

It is precisely because of this that most women always care about the evening dress that always sighs, as if the evening dress of the high school prom is unforgettable, but Alena belongs to a small part-because no one pays attention to their daily attendance Work clothes, no matter how beautiful they are, have become a habit.

Alena raised her eyes and glanced at Ronan, as if a little surprised, why Ronan had to explain—she didn't care about other people's gazes.

Ronan smiled back at Alena, his slightly bright eyes seemed to say: Calm down, I'm just being polite.

The corners of Alena's mouth raised slightly, drawing an arc, but it was obviously a superficial smile, and complained in this way: Am I not calm enough?

ha!

The smile in Ronan's eyes surged up like this, he nodded slightly at Alena, pursed the corners of his mouth, and responded.

Taylor, as if she was isolated in this way, could feel an invisible aura, constructing two worlds between the three of them. She was also wondering, why did Ronan explain to Alena?

He raised his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of sadness, and glanced at Ronan again, but Ronan didn't notice at this time, Taylor quickly calmed down, and then took the initiative to ask, trying to bring the topic back, breaking the A sense of isolation, "It turns out that Alena is a professional violinist, no wonder the aura is different, so, how did you know each other?"

After a pause, Taylor looked back and forth between Ronan and Alena for a moment, "Because you really don't look like you just met this cooperation." There was a touch of ups and downs in the words that I didn't notice , but it is hard to tell exactly what emotion it is.

If it is a company matchmaking cooperation,

That is a business partnership, no less but no more, but now the tacit understanding between two people is not that simple.

Hearing the question, Ronan and Alena's first reaction was to look at each other and exchange glances. Alena pursed the corners of her lips to look noncommittal, while Ronan slightly raised the corners of her mouth to look meaningful, and anyone with a discerning eye could understand it. It can be seen that there should be their own stories between these two people.

But they didn't mean to share.

There was a slight pause, and the exchange of ideas between the two sides made Taylor feel alienated again, completely isolated from the air wall.

There is a sense of frustration, suffocating.

Ronan seemed to be able to sense the change in the atmosphere, and then turned his head to look at Taylor, "We met once before, and for a short while, this cooperation is the official meeting."

Take it lightly.

"But I have to admit that this cooperation, my pickiness and troubles, really made everyone suffer a lot. In order to dedicate a wonderful performance, we almost walked side by side while cursing each other, the ugliest and worst The face has been shown, and there is no need to continue to hide."

Saying that, Ronan looked at Alena again and exchanged a glance.

"So, it's really very familiar now."

However, standing in the hustle and bustle of the party, Alena always maintained her habitual posture, even facing Ronan, "I don't think this is the most difficult and painful cooperation. All the conductors are like tortoises, every minute of cooperation is a kind of torment.”

Fried turtle? What a weird description.

There was a smile in Ronan's eyes, and Alena's merciless complaints did not make him flustered, but hit him straight back, "So what do you think of tonight's performance? Can the quality of the final product be enough to satisfy the audience?" People are satisfied."

"I wouldn't say satisfactory."

"But you wouldn't say it was unsatisfactory either."

"You're quibbling."

"You're avoiding."

You come and go, you show your sharpness, and bystanders can even feel the sword, Taylor is completely dumbfounded, and has no idea how things happened to this point. He always feels that he can't keep up with the pace of development. "Now, what's the situation?"

However, the most amazing thing is that, despite the unyielding tit-for-tat, Taylor can vaguely feel the tacit understanding between the two, which is a tacit understanding that outsiders cannot interfere with, even if Taylor is standing beside the two. , forming a triangle position, but was completely excluded.

Alena also noticed her "gaffe". Such a naive way of arguing is definitely not her usual style, especially at parties, when all directions are in sight, she often habitually armed herself, layer upon layer. Gu hides his real appearance, but at this time, when the third party is present, he is completely oblivious to the bickering.

No, absolutely not.

Alena just stared at Ronan calmly, her round almond eyes showed no special emotion, but she could feel the sharp edge revealed.

Ronan was slightly embarrassed—the four eyes met so directly and frankly, his heart was beating like a drum, and his emotions were surging. Keep calm under the scorching gaze.

"What do you need me to face?" Alena still spoke, "I didn't avoid any questions." Secretly, Alena gritted her teeth, feeling overwhelmed.

When facing Ronan, she is always like this, the fluctuating emotions are slightly stimulated and then lose control, this feeling is too strange and frightening.

Ronan also let out a deep breath in his heart. If he persisted, he might be the first to be defeated. "I want an honest answer...how is the performance tonight?"

The first half of the sentence, I thought it was a straight line of confession in a love movie, but the second half of the sentence made people stumble. What is this?

Simply inexplicable!

Even Taylor, who was standing next to him, was stunned and couldn't believe his ears: What the hell did I hear?

But the problem is that Alena is not surprised at all, but takes Ronan's question for granted.

"Can you bear the truth?" Alena didn't answer directly.

Ronan looked at Alena calmly, gave the answer with his eyes, showed a smile, and waited quietly for Alena to give a real answer.