I raised my eyebrows: "She plays the violin, so it's normal to have calluses on her fingers."
Bai Ming'an shook his head: "That's a beginner.
Qin Yin has been studying piano for many years and is also very famous abroad.
A violinist of her level should not have calluses on her hands."
I did notice this when I shook hands with Qin Yin.
I had gone to large concerts with clients before, and I had also heard colleagues in the industry talk about calluses.
In fact, practice makes perfect.
Any musical instrument performer who masters precise angles and techniques after practicing day after day will not easily develop calluses.
So the better the musician, the cleaner their hands will be.
But what I find strange is how a lay disciple who has been raised in a temple since childhood knew this.
She couldn't help but glance at him suspiciously: "You understand quite clearly."
Bai Ming'an said subconsciously: "I know someone who also likes to play the violin."
He was only halfway through the sentence when he suddenly stopped and changed the topic, "This is not important.
The point is that there are too many doubts about Qin Yin."
Something that could be called gentleness clearly flashed through his always cold eyes just now.
I'm curious, who is that person he's talking about?
After thinking about it, Song Li said, "I have a way, maybe I can test Qin Yin's reaction."
He raised his head and looked at me, "However, this requires Ning Ning's cooperation."
I raised my eyebrows, always feeling that what he said was not a good idea.
It was late at night and the sound of rain gradually disappeared.
I followed Song Li's instructions, got dressed and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the stairs.
I don't know if it was because of the suburbs, but the late night in summer was cooler than before.
I rubbed my bare arms in an attempt to generate heat, but out of the corner of my eye I noticed a graceful figure walking towards Bai Ming'an's room.
I was in a blind spot and she couldn't see me.
She moved very carefully, and her steps were as light as snow.
When she held the doorknob with her long black hair hanging down, she stretched out a hand to push her hair behind her ears, revealing a beautiful and soft face in the thin moonlight.
It's Qin Yin.
Why is she looking for Bai Ming'an so late?
Seeing her open the door and enter the house, the figure disappeared behind the door.
I waited for more than ten seconds, but couldn't bear the inner struggle and walked over directly.
When he opened the door, he saw two figures overlapping each other.
Qin Yin was below and Bai Ming'an was pressing on her, holding her wrist with one hand.
Hearing the sound, both of them looked at me.
Qin Yin immediately pushed Bai Ming'an away, stood up and held the snow-white skin exposed in front of her black nightgown, lowered her head and said, "I, I feel a little tight in my chest.
Mr.
Bai is checking me." "" I glanced at Bai Ming'an, who had a cold face, mockingly, "Really?
I've known him for so long, I didn't know he would still treat people."
He usually looks cold and ascetic, but he didn't expect to turn into a wolf at night.
Bah Bai Ming'an frowned slightly: "It's not what you think."
I looked at him sideways and hummed softly.
A man and a woman were alone in the same room.
The woman wore so little clothes and even said "check her chest."
What did he think I should think about?
Bai Ming'an's dark eyes moved slightly and said to Qin Yin: "Miss Qin is fine, please leave."
Qin Yin suddenly raised his head, a strange color flashed across his beautiful face, and soon calmed down.
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With a gentle smile on his lips, he stood up and turned his head.
At this moment, a bright light came from behind me, revealing blood all over his body.
Like a dress.
I deliberately let my hair down, and my long black hair hung down on my chest.
Even my feet were bare without shoes.
Qin Yin didn't pay attention just now, but now she was surprised to see my appearance clearly.
She subconsciously took a step back, and her chest under the black nightgown rose and fell violently twice.
"you" I looked confused, looked down at myself, and walked inside again: "What's wrong with me?"
Following my movements, Qin Yin turned pale and shouted: "Don't come over" I raised my eyebrows and quietly exchanged a look with Bai Ming'an.
Bai Ming'an stood behind her, blocking her retreat, and asked lightly: "Miss Qin seems to be very scared."
Qin Yin shook his head: "No, I just" The maid who heard the commotion came over and turned on the light in the room.
The dazzling bright light made me squint slightly, but I saw the mute maid pointing at me with great horror.
He said "Uh-huh" twice, rolled his eyes, and fainted.
Qin Yin seemed to be greatly frightened.
She turned around and threw herself into Bai Ming'an's arms with an ahhhhh, her fingers tightly holding his white shirt.
Hearing the strange noise, Ye Minglang also walked in.
He couldn't help but be surprised when he saw a few people in the room.
His eyes stayed on Qin Yin and Bai Ming'an, who were in disheveled clothes, and their expressions were even more exciting.
Finally, he looked at me and finally showed a trace of familiar disgust: "Ning Huan, what do you want to do dressed like this at night?"
I moved my head away from the two people who were stuck together, stretched out my hand to lift up the too-long skirt, and said flatly: "You have to go to bed, and you can't sleep with your clothes on.
I found this skirt in the room, so I took it."
Come on as pajamas.”
After saying that, he looked at Qin Yin coldly: "Miss Qin won't mind."
Qin Yin's clear face was flushed, and she seemed to get up from Bai Ming'an's arms with great reluctance.
There seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes: "Miss Ning, there is something you don't know."
I raised my eyebrows: "What?
Are these Miss Qin's clothes?
I'm so embarrassed.
How about I take them off and give them back to you now?"
I tried to go back to the room to change clothes, but she stopped me: "Miss Ning, please stay."
I had already reached the door.
Song Li, who had been hiding on the left side of the door, blinked at me.
He was holding a large flashlight in his hand.
He was the one who illuminated the light just now.
I stopped in my tracks, but didn't turn around, I just turned my head slightly.
From this perspective, Qin Yin and I are 50 or 60% similar.
The method Song Li said was for me to wear a red dress and look like a female ghost in red, and come out to stimulate Qin Yin.
When I first saw the female ghost in red, her most striking features were a red dress, long black hair, a bloodless face, and a pair of red eyes.
I have white skin, let down my hair, and put on red clothes.
At first glance, I look exactly like the female ghost in red.
Looking at Qin Yin's reaction, he also knew that the effect was good.
Qin Yin stared at my face for a few seconds, then smiled bitterly and said, "I thought I saw Xiaoxian just now."
I immediately asked: "You mean, your dead sister Qin Xian" Qin Yin nodded and said in a leisurely tone: "My sister committed suicide because she had a quarrel with her boyfriend and couldn't think about it.
She was wearing a similar red dress on the day she died."
She choked up and said, "Xiao Xian likes red the most.
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She said that it is the color of blood flowing in the body.
It is warm and surging and represents people's survival
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