My wife is in my arms

Chapter 206 The Troubles of Happiness XIV

Jiang Yiren, wearing light-colored pajamas, clenched her right hand into a fist, with the index finger of her fist resting between her rosy lips.

She looked at the scene that appeared in the room where she kept her musical instruments with cold eyes. At a certain moment, without realizing it, she opened her lips and bit her index finger to ease the unspeakable shock in her heart.

I learned from Director Han that my husband is very good at playing the piano.

Relying on her husband's talent in writing lyrics and composing music, she already had a rough judgment in her heart. However... when such a judgment was played out before her eyes, Jiang Yiren was still deeply shocked.

now.

It should have been past nine o'clock in the evening, and it was already pitch black outside the window. But this is just people's understanding of the night. In fact, as long as you stand on the windowsill, you can still see the lights on in the homes on the opposite floor.

In front of the piano, her husband sat on the chair that she had just moved to the living room for him. At first, her husband put one hand on the piano keys. Jiang Yiren thought he was going to show off his piano skills, but as his fingers pressed on the piano keys and tapped lightly a few times, he then put his other hand on them.

Everything has changed.

A soothing and beautiful melody sounded in the room. Gradually, each note revealed a poignant emotion, so gentle that it seemed to touch people's hearts, and the longing it presented seemed to travel through time and space.

When the tempo quickens, it becomes like a hymn to a journey through time and space, transcending the limits of time. As his fingers play, every note dances, as if expressing an infinite reverie about the past and the future.

As the music faded, all the love and longing were intoxicating like a dream, especially... This was the first time Jiang Yiren saw her husband playing the piano, and he indeed showed a different temperament from before.

At this moment, his eyes were focused and deep, and he had an elegance that she had never seen before. Jiang Yiren found it hard to associate her husband at this moment with the husband who had given her the cold shoulder not long ago for a trivial matter.

Especially when he was playing the piano, he was obviously still himself, but in Jiang Yiren's eyes, he looked handsome and elegant.

He was wearing casual clothes today, but if he had changed into the suit and white shirt he wore that night, his lethality would have been even more shocking.

When Shan, the little boy who had just taken a bath, heard the sound of the piano, she immediately ran in. Just as she was about to say something, Jiang Yiren covered her mouth with her hand and made a "hush" sound at her.

Xiaozi Shan nodded immediately.

Then he looked at his father, his bright big eyes blinking.

His fingers were still dancing, the rhythm was not fast, but the appearance of each note seemed to depict the beauty of love that traveled through time and space like a dream with a dreamy melody.

Until the piano sound completely disappeared, Jiang Yiren didn't know what words to use to describe her current mood... Until now, she finally understood Director Han's evaluation that "it is simply an audio-visual feast."

Isn’t it an audio-visual feast?
Compared with the songs played by those top pianists, the song played by her husband is not only beautiful and soulful, but one can also clearly hear the meaning of the song from the song.

The sound of longing travels through time and space, through the heart, and even through eternity... Even though Jiang Yiren has not heard many pianist concerts, her husband's music seems to have such a magical power that people can understand the meaning after listening to it.

"What's the name of this song? Did you compose it?!"

Seeing this side of her husband, Jiang Yiren was both happy and angry...but she didn't dare to show her anger.

Since she was forced to come back, she learned that her husband can compose music, write lyrics, and has good acting skills. Now he can even play the piano so smoothly. As for this song, Jiang Yiren dares to say that it is another piece of pure music that is not inferior to "The Street Where the Wind Lives".

Because of this, Jiang Yiren seriously suspected that her husband must have other hidden talents. When this thought came to her mind, Jiang Yiren inexplicably felt like a note with the words "silly woman" was stuck on her forehead.

He is so powerful, but he has been hiding it for ten years. Jiang Yiren no longer wants to burn him to pieces, but wants to uncover his intuition and see what he really thinks.

What kind of soft rice can be so delicious that such a talented man loses all his fighting spirit and is willing to put all his energy into casinos, alcoholism, and rewarding his soft rice wife.

"dad"

Xiao Zishan threw herself into Zhang You's arms and said admiringly, "You are so handsome." "Don't say that anymore. If she wasn't handsome, would your father have been able to marry your mother? Obviously not. She married me just for my looks."

Zhang You held Xiao Zishan in his arms, bent down and kissed her rosy little face, then turned to look at Jiang Yiren beside him and said, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"..."

Jiang Yiren pursed her lips.

She was more than satisfied, she was extremely satisfied. After a while, she said, "From now on, please teach Xiao Zishan to play the piano at home on Saturdays and Sundays."

"You want to learn?!"

Zhang You lowered his head and whispered in Xiao Zishan's ear.

Hearing her father's question, Xiao Zishan's originally excited expression suddenly froze. She spread out her hands and looked around before asking softly, "Are you tired?!"

“Learning is always tiring.”

Zhang You said with a smile.

"Then I still..."

Just as Xiao Zishan was about to say something else, Jiang Yiren's face turned cold. She stared at Xiao Zishan coldly and said, "What else?! Tell me! What else, Zhang Zishan, do you still have any ambition? Your father plays the piano so well, and you, as his only daughter, have no talent for singing, but you don't even want to learn the piano. When you grow up, people will ask you what you can do!? You won't say you can't do anything, right? If that happens, you will be laughed at to death by outsiders."

“Let’s learn it!”

Zhang You rubbed Xiao Zishan's head and said, "Your mother is right. As the daughter of a singing queen, if you can't sing well, you can blame it on not having singing talent. But if you really can't do anything, it's easy to be laughed at. And even if you want to learn, I can't teach you for the time being. I have to send you to interest classes to learn the basics first. When you are almost there, I will teach you other things. Take your time. There is no rush. Once you learn the piano well, even if our family is unlucky and bankrupt in the future, you can open a piano training class and have no worries about supporting yourself."

Just when Zhang You was persuading Xiao Zishan.

I don't know who shouted, but the voice was quite loud.

"Who played the piano just now? It was so beautiful. Can you play it again?"

Followed by.

Someone actually stood at his window and shouted, "It's really nice. Who played it? Play it again!"

Zhang You ignored the shouts. He put Xiao Zishan down and stood up from his chair. When he passed by Jiang Yiren, she smiled and asked, "You haven't told me the name of this song yet!"

"Love Across Time and Space"

Reaching out and lifting Jiang Yiren's fair chin, Jiang Yiren did not resist, but her expression was a little unnatural. Zhang You replied, "Woman, remember, only love can transcend time and transcend the vicissitudes of life."

Done.

Zhang You retracted his hand and was about to step out of the instrument room when he heard Jiang Yiren's faint voice behind him, saying, "I feel that pure love can only be exchanged for pure domestic violence."

"boom"

Zhang You's head hit the wall without him noticing. He rubbed his head with his hand and looked at Jiang Yiren who was also looking at him. He said angrily, "Don't put everything on me. I didn't hit you."

　Make up for the previous two days

　　
　
(End of this chapter)