"Can you play a song for me? I haven't heard it for a long time." Ji Peifeng spoke and broke the deadlock.

There was a piano in the corner. Jiashu thought about it, sat down and touched the keys to play Mozart's "Symphony 40th in B minor".

When she was a child, her family was in good condition. Although her parents refused to give her extra pocket money, they helped her sign up for a lot of interest classes. Of course, Ning Jiashu was fed up with the new and old, and she was fishing for three days and two days to spread the Internet. She didn't stick to any of those interests, but she had studied piano for a few more years. But now she is very busy at work, and she doesn't have time to practice and cultivate sentiment after work. She hasn't touched the piano for a long time. The melody is still smooth, but there is no beauty at all.

Jiashu recalled that in fact, she only played a birthday song for Ji Peifeng's big villa when she first met her. It was because she was not alone in her birthday, and her parents and friends were not around, so she was so lonely.

After he said this, Ning Jiashu felt very ashamed.

The song ended soon, and Jiashu was not sure whether he remembered the score of the last section incorrectly. When he was still recalling, he heard Ji Peifeng applaud her and said softly, "Good."

"I know my level, so you don't have to force me to praise me."

"But I really think it's nice. I feel much better after listening to it. Thank you Jiashu."

Ning Jiashu shook his head, "I have seen your university newspaper on Google, and once introduced the basketball team, saying that you studied piano when you were a child, and you must be much better than me."

"I gave up on the piano since the day I decided to start playing basketball. You know, my fingers are often injured. My mother obstructed me for a long time, but in the end she agreed to join the basketball team. I may not be as good as you now." Ji Peifeng raised the corners of his lips, and his smile stood on his melancholy and handsome face, with a sense of fragility that was easy to fold.

"But I'm so happy, Jiashu, you've searched my name on Google before."

These rich children only say that they know a little bit of everything. In fact, they are proficient. If they really believe his comfort, Ning Jiashu is a fool. She remembers that the Daily Bruin said that Ji Peifeng won the first prize in the United States' Federation Youth Group at the age of eleven. When these young players grew up, as long as they did not lose their memory, even if they closed their eyes, they would be better than her.

Even if he became sick like this, Ji Peifeng still maintained this kind of considerate feeling that made people feel comfortable at any time.

In the dim light, the breathing of both people was silent.

He just wanted to look at her quietly, but Ning Jiashu didn't know what to say.

The quieter and gentler his eyes were, the more she began to blame herself in her heart, and she was almost overwhelmed by guilt.

Since her birth, she has been open and honest in the love field and has never reflected on herself so seriously. No matter how many words others say she is wrong, it is better to see this person really come now. If she had known the ending of today, she would never have received Ji Peifeng's call on that flight to Los Angeles.

After staying for about two hours, Ning Jiashu could no longer sit still. He stood up and said goodbye to the hotel. Before leaving, he told Ji Peifeng politely to take good care of his body and work hard to recover.

"...You can definitely go back to the court," she said.

"I hope that's the case," Ji Peifeng smiled unanimously, "But I'm already twenty-six. Even if I recover from my injury in one or two years, it's difficult to play professional basketball again. Maybe God is telling me that it's time to change the path."

Ning Jiashu regretted it. She didn't know whether she was right or wrong when she came here today. She thought she could get inner peace after this time, but she never thought that this uneasiness would be magnified.

"You are so smart that you can do anything well."

"So that's how you miss me?" Ji Peifeng turned his head and looked at her for a while, shook his head, "Actually, it's not. I'm not that good, but the expectations for others are always too high. I can only work hard to not disappoint them."

The elite education model that Ji Peifeng received since childhood is high-pressure. Their ethnic group is too accustomed to success. Even if it is a little bit of success, it will directly affect their positioning of their own value.

Because of the social environment and the expectations of relatives and friends, these elite students did not give me the right to be mediocre. They tried their best to avoid all the possibilities and risks of failure. Ji Peifeng once wanted to jump out of this environment and choose freely. He started playing basketball and participating in the league.

But this choice still failed. It was not to lose to others, but to himself.

Throwing away the glamorous mansion and sports car, stripping away his confidence, appearance and family background, Ji Peifeng has only fear, collapse, loss, anxiety and loneliness.

"Then do you have something you like? I remember you once said that you like photography. Maybe you can try to learn photography? It's great to make movies and be a director. Don't care about what others think. Peifeng, just like I never care about how others view me. Only I can evaluate right or wrong." Ning Jiashu continued to persuade him.

Ji Peifeng nodded, as if he agreed.

Xu Qiulai was not sure if he was talking a lot of nonsense. Based on the experience of the two of them getting along with each other, the upbringing of children in the upper class, even if many of her words were unreasonable, Ji Peifeng would still respond modestly, revealing his arguments in the middle, and finally appreciating and encouraging her seriously.

"You see, even now, you can't speak out your true thoughts openly. That's the real difference between us. Sometimes honesty is more important than politeness to me. If you think my thoughts are too naive and superficial, why not just say your thoughts straightforwardly? Aren't you tired?"

Ji Peifeng was stunned at first, and after a few seconds, he looked at her and smiled helplessly: "So this is what I like about you."

Free and easy, easy and unrestrained, growing freely, is completely different from him.

Ji Peifeng frowned as he watched her, feeling his heart beating uncontrollably, his chest felt like a glacier was thawing, and it was like a corner of the house that had been closed for a long time, and the light leaked in.

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Ning Jiashu went out and ran away as if he was walking faster and faster. When he came downstairs, he was called by Xia Tunan again.

"What are you running? Will there be ghosts chasing you?"

She paused and looked over, only seeing Xia Tunan talking to a white doctor. Judging from the few words that came from their communication, it was probably Ji Peifeng's psychologist.

"If you want to hear it, come over. Why are you standing so far?"

How could Lining Jiashu be obedient on weekdays? But now, she really doesn't want to argue with Xia Tunan and moves to get closer.

Her hearing was difficult to recognize the professional vocabulary of psychology, and the doctor tried to make it easy to understand so that she could understand it. Although she had already made a judgment in her mind, she still felt a little incredible when she heard the doctor say a series of situations.
Chapter completed!