Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 165

Through the hazy moonlight, Zheng Hongyi seemed to see the boy sitting on it during the day, playing the piano with his fingers up and down.

Confused, helpless, hesitant.

Just, why?

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Chu Jingran woke up on time at eight o'clock in the morning, got up and dressed, folded the quilt and opened the window, brushed his teeth and washed his face. It took a total of 10 minutes, no more than one second, no less than one second, when the second hand pointed at [-]:[-] In a moment, the door was opened from inside.

Downstairs sat down at the dining table. Zheng Hongyi, who was having breakfast, heard the noise and raised his head slightly to see the young man walking down the second floor in warm-colored home clothes. Sitting at the table farthest from him every day.

Seeing the young master sitting at the dining table, the servant brought breakfast immediately.

After the other party went downstairs, Zheng Hongyi's eyes have been paying attention to every move of the person not far away. He noticed that the moment the servant approached, the whole body of the boy with narrow eyes was vainly stiff, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he trembled slightly. , that looks very much like a small animal that has been invaded and threatened by fear.

The servant left, and his stiff movements were slightly slowed down. Chu Jingran's eyes moved down to the breakfast in front of him. The soft and sweet corn porridge with poached eggs and a glass of warm milk.

Following his previous habits, Chu Jingran ate breakfast with a silver spoon and chopsticks, a spoonful of porridge, a mouthful of eggs, and a mouthful of milk, chewing slowly, with standard and methodical movements.

Seeing the action of the person not far away eating, Zheng Hongyi withdrew his gaze. From the moment he saw the photo of the other party playing the piano, he made up his mind to take him back to his side. Zheng Hongyi also thought about what this son went through, how could Being raised by a woman has autism and social phobia, but these problems just disappear in a trance, and he only cares about those hands.

In Zheng Hongyi's heart, he would be willing to take the time to understand and deal with things that are in touch with music, and the other party's hands can be in touch with music, so he would spend a lot of money to hire doctors to treat people, but only limited to this.

He will not spend too much time to understand the other party's condition, habits, and behaviors. For him, there are doctors for these. Time wasted on such insignificant things.

【I know why this body always looks malnourished. 】

【Um? 】

【hungry! 】After speaking, Chu Jingran put down the milk in his hand and got up. He couldn't get enough to eat every day. Can he grow his body?

Just halfway through the meal, Zheng Hongyi felt that someone not far away had put down the chopsticks and silver spoons in their hands, wiped their mouths with the warm towel at hand, then got up silently and went back to the second floor.

What should be a warm breakfast in an ordinary family looks extremely awkward at this moment, because from the beginning to the end, the father and son did not exchange a word, or even the simplest look in their eyes. In the eyes of the two, each other seemed strange. Air-like existence.

Here, Zheng Hongyi took it for granted and didn't feel any discomfort at all. He raised his eyes lightly and saw that there was nearly half of the corn porridge in the porcelain bowl and more than half of the milk in the glass, and the only person who had finished eating was that one. Fried golden poached eggs.

There was a slight pause in the movement of the hands, so, does the other party like to eat poached eggs?

77. Only Dad is Good in the World 4

Putting aside the thoughts in his head, Zheng Hongyi got up after breakfast and entered the piano room not far away.

As an internationally renowned pianist and composer, Zheng Hongyi's musical talent is unquestionable, unlike the embarrassment that others rarely produce after becoming famous, almost every once in a while, Zheng Hongyi can always compose one after another astonishing works, Let countless people admire.

Of course, the efforts that Zheng Hongyi has put in behind the ten thousand entrusted goals are beyond the imagination of others.

For example, when the inspiration strikes, he is often sleepless, does not eat or drink, and desperately races against time, hoping to make a perfect work before the inspiration fades away. Often, after the song is completed, people have to go to the hospital regularly I was in a coma for a while in the intensive care unit.

Another example is that in order to find the moment of despair, he crossed thousands of miles of desert alone. Under the scorching heat, his whole body was dehydrated and he was semi-conscious. He created the most climax of his life "Wang" because of severe hallucinations. If it hadn't been for the camel team that happened to be rescued just before he was about to die, there would have been no musical genius named Zheng Hongyi in this world long ago.

In recent years, although Zheng Hongyi has been able to produce new works from time to time, he has never produced a more outstanding work than "Wang". Although some people say that one time is enough for the peak of life, Zheng Hongyi himself is in this situation. Extremely dissatisfied, to the point where he is squeezing all his cells all the time, not enough, not enough.

Different from previous practice, today's Zheng Hongyi is revising in the piano room