Life in the villa is indeed very comfortable.
Chang Li and Ning Weixi both seem to be in good condition, and Dr.
Nie feels very pleased.
In the past five years, Changli has not been back to the Ning family much.
He mostly lives outside.
When Shu Jingyi and Ning Wangheng divorced, in order to give her son more protection, she took the initiative to divide half of her property into his name.
At the same time, she also asked Ning Wangheng to divide half of his property into Changli's name.
Ning Wangheng agreed.
For many reasons, he also took the initiative to divide some real estate and shares into Changli's name.
In addition, Changli's grandfather and grandmother felt quite guilty towards him because they chose their daughter over him as their grandson, and gifted him a large sum of property.
And his uncles, aunts, cousins, also gave him many valuable gifts for some reasons.
Therefore, even if he does nothing in his life, he can lie on the banknotes and live a comfortable life.
In the past five years, he had always chosen a place with a good climate to live there for a while, and then changed his residence after he no longer liked the scenery and people there.
It is precisely because of this that in just five years, he has seen most of the beautiful scenery in this land.
As a result, his paintings become more spiritual.
Although, his true calling is not painting.
He sat in front of the piano, his fingers dancing on the black and white keys, and the sweet music flowed endlessly, making the quiet night seem to become pleasurable.
In the distance, the deep seawater lapped on the beach, making a dull sound, and the wind kept singing in the air, forming a fascinating piece of music.
The next day, a new song appeared in front of Dr.
Nie.
He picked up the manuscript on the piano and tried to play it.
This piece of music doesn't pay much attention to technique.
It's easy to play, but it's neither easy nor simple.
In short, a person like Dr.
Nie who only has three-legged cat skills can play it beautifully, but it always wastes this piece.
The feeling of the tune.
Dr.
Nie couldn't help but feel proud as he listened to the beautiful music floating in the air, and then he felt a chill rising from his back.
He felt something bad for no reason, then slowly stopped his hand, looked back, and saw Chang Li staring at him.
Looking at the child who was exuding black energy, and then looking back at the piano that had just made beautiful music, Dr.
Nie suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
He smiled coquettishly: "Changli, are you awake?"
How could he forget that this little patient with a bad temper and a lot of rules likes to sleep in very much, and he really doesn't like others to disturb him when he is sleeping.
What time is it now?
Doctor Nie looked at the time and saw it was only nine o'clock.
Ah, it's still so early, no wonder he's so angry.
He couldn't help but show a guilty smile, and knowingly changed the subject and said: "Changli, you wrote the song first."
Chang Li came over.
He didn't speak, but took the manuscript and gently placed it on the piano stand.
Although the sound of the manuscript falling was a little soft, his movements were very fast, and Dr.
Nie could even hear the whistling sound of the paper cutting through the air.
He seems really irritated He couldn't help but give up his seat, and then saw Chang Li sitting in front of the piano, playing the newly written piece of music again.
The smooth music echoed in the piano room again.
Compared with the sound played by Dr.
Nie, this time the sound was much lighter and thinner.
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But just this tone, which is much lighter, instantly gives this piece of music a soul.
It is like the mist rising slowly from the sea, mysterious, hazy, cold, but with a hint of danger.
With Dr.
Nie's skill, it is absolutely impossible to play it.
He would never compare his artistic skills with Chang Li's, so after Chang Li finished playing, he asked: "Do you want to publish this piece of music?"
Chang Li sat in front of the piano and was silent for a while.
The little boy, who had grown up a lot, was wearing blue clothes.
The color of his whole body was cold, like an ice lake.
His long eyelashes blinked, casting light and shadow under his eyes.
Those eyes that had always been cold and distant were like a lake in the Elf Forest, separated by a layer of mist, but it made people unable to help themselves.
Want to explore.
He was only ten years old, but he was so beautiful that one couldn't help but exclaim an elf.
His appearance is similar to that of Ning Wangheng, but his temperament is completely different.
If it were not pointed out deliberately, most people would not be able to tell that they are father and son.
Similarity is sometimes very easy to pick out, but sometimes even if you look hard enough, you may not be able to find it.
This is true for Chang Li, and so is Ning Weixi.
His appearance is somewhat similar to Ning Wangheng, but his temperament and demeanor are closer to Chang Li.
If the color tone of Changli is cold, reflecting the icy lake reflecting the blue sky, then his color tone is warm, reflecting the white clouds floating leisurely in the sky.
He is a very well-behaved baby, so well-behaved that people can't help but be surprised.
He will follow any of your instructions and has no other requirements.
Even if he is thirsty or hungry, he will endure it by himself.
His big, pure eyes with soft light are like the wings of an angel, exuding warmth. of light.
At this time, he also woke up, walked slowly to Chang Li's side, then raised his little head and said blankly: "I'm hungry."
Ah, that was wrong.
After a period of treatment, he has learned to make some reasonable requests to the people around him.
His body was all loose and he fell on the floor twice when he came over.
He looked like a clumsy kitten.
Doctor Nie looked at the piano room with thick floors with a smile in his eyes.
He looked at Changli and nodded, and then said to Changli in a normal tone: "Go have breakfast, your aunt has prepared the vegetable porridge you like. " As soon as he heard the words vegetable porridge, Changli frowned in discomfort.
He glanced at Dr.
Nie, snorted coldly, stood up and left.
Originally, the room where the piano was placed was not suitable for carpeting, but Ning Weixi Xiaotuanzi has been particularly fond of clinging to him recently for some reason.
She also doesn't like being hugged by others.
She would rather stumble around and follow him than stay where she is. , so Changli simply covered the most frequently used rooms in the villa with carpets.
Although he is his half-brother, Changli has a good impression of this little dumpling, and sometimes he even takes the initiative to accommodate him.
Dr.
Nie felt that although there was blood and family ties, it was more likely that Changli had sympathy for this little dumpling who was in the same situation as him, or even worse.
Although he also lacked fatherly love and motherly love back then, Ning Wangheng, who seemed like a human being at that time, still viewed him from the perspective of a father, rather than from the perspective of a love rival like Ning Weixi.
Ning Weixi was even more pitiful than him.
When he came to the breakfast table, he placed his vegetable porridge in front of Ning Weixi.
Ning Weixi happily drank it for him, and Changli went to eat other breakfasts on his own.
After breakfast, the beautiful day officially begins.
Although this breakfast was a bit too late.
Soon, this newly written piece of music was sent out.
Art journals that often publish his works soon saw his work, and the piece quickly became popular in the art world.
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It is not difficult to play.
Even beginners can play a short section.
Its melody is also very beautiful.
Even people who don’t pay much attention to music will take the initiative to ask its name after hearing it.
Moreover, it is c's works c, a famous music creation master.
Although he has not been famous for long, and although he has not revealed his true identity so far, these do not prevent people from loving and admiring his works, as well as respecting and curious about him as a person. .
And this curiosity has begun to spread to the public.
Who is he?
What country is he from?
What is his age, geometry, and appearance?
The information aroused the curiosity of many people and made them unable to help but explore.
In the past few years, he has published a total of more than a dozen works, and none of these works has been criticized.
Although they carry some similar information that people can distinguish at a glance, they are also different, making it difficult for people to decide which one is the best.
Some of them are like lakes under the moon, some are like the mist in the forest in the morning, some are like the wind that blows through spring and autumn through the four seasons, and some are like the quiet tree in the valley under the cliff.
Open bluegrass.
They all represent natural melodies, but they also make people feel that what is hidden behind the melody belongs to the will of the creator.
They guessed that the person who composed these music was probably a lonely person.
Because the scenes described in his music have always been thin and distant, like standing in a mirror and looking outside, deserted and separated by an illusory world.
They guessed that the person who composed these music was probably an aloof person.
Because what is imagined through music is often a picture of standing in the clouds, looking down at all living things, but everything is the same.
They speculated that the person who composed these music was probably a person with mental problems.
Because they don't feel much human happiness in this music.
In short, they had too many conjectures that were never confirmed.
As time goes by, the weather slowly changes, the wind on the face becomes more and more fierce, and the roaring sound waves are like the sound of drums, hitting people's eardrums time and time again.
It's time to get out of here.
Changli decided to move to another place to continue living.
As for whether to notify Ning Wangheng and Ye Rumei, he has never proactively contacted them in the past few years.
At first, Ning Wangheng would take the initiative to contact him once or twice, but then he was immersed in the tenderness and didn't bother to contact him at all.
He didn't care about his young child at all, as if he had never had such a son.
According to age, Changli is still in elementary school, while Ning Weixi is younger, he is even in kindergarten.
But just two children at such a young age actually traveled through most of the Flower Country without their guardians being completely absent.
Originally, Dr.
Nie was thinking about contacting the two children's maternal parents and asking them to take away custody of the two children, but after some testing, he gave up.
Although the Shu family wanted to compensate Yu Changli, Changli had very big ideas and was unwilling to pay attention to them.
Therefore, the Shu family gave up after transferring another asset to his name.
As for Ning Weixi's maternal family, they didn't dare to confront Ning Wangheng at all, and they didn't care at all what kind of life Ning Weixi was living.
As long as their daughter is still favored and their family can still receive the support of the Ning family, that is enough.
As for Ning Weixi, a hot potato, they didn't want to pay attention to it at all.
So when Changli and Ning Weixi went to a place where it was like spring all year round, basically no one knew about it except the people who took care of them.
They had been to the city they were heading to before, but that time they came alone.
This city is known as the Flower City and is home to a variety of flowers that can only grow in the warm season.
Ning Weixi didn't seem to like the strong smell of flowers, so she looked a little disgusted.
Changli didn't like it either.
Although there was no emotion or anger on his face, he could tell from his cold attitude that he was not very happy now.
On the way to the house, they met a girl selling flowers.
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This girl is not very beautiful, but her whole body is filled with a lively atmosphere that makes people unable to help but smile.
She is like a sunflower growing toward the sun, and her whole body is filled with the smell of sunshine.
She looked at the two children walking towards the resort on the other side and couldn't help laughing and bent over.
She walked forward briskly and handed the flower basket filled with fresh flowers to them: "Children, Do you like it?"
The flowers in the flower basket are very fresh, and it can be seen that they are newly picked.
Ning Weixi, who had regained some vitality, stretched out her hand curiously, tapped a drop of water on a petal, and then saw the drop of water teetering on the petal, and then rolled to the ground with a ticking sound.
Of course, the word "tick-tock" came from his imagination.
With his hearing, he couldn't hear the sound of water falling to the ground.
When the girl, who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, saw his actions, her eyes suddenly sparkled with cuteness.
She said excitedly: "You are so cute, can you let me touch your head?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Weixi raised his hands and held his head.
Obviously, he didn't want this girl to touch his head.
The girl was also impressed by his actions.
She couldn't help but want to laugh like a barbell, but she held it back, and then said in a weird tone: "Children don't like my sister touching your head. , then let me pinch your face, okay?
My sister likes cute kids like you the most."
With that said, she already stretched out her hand to pinch Ning Weixi's face.
Her hands with pink nail polish reflected the surrounding flowers and reflected pink light in the sun.
They looked healthy and beautiful, just like her smiling face
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