Chapter 203: Fog

Qin Yang walked into Mengdie Bar, glanced at table 35 habitually, but paused slightly.

For some unknown reason, Qin Yang hadn't seen Zhuang Mengdie for a while, but today he saw her again.

Zhuang Mengdie was obviously also waiting for Qin Yang, and Qin Yang just walked in, and the eyes of the two met in the air.

Qin Yang smiled and nodded, Zhuang Mengdie raised the wine glass in his hand as a greeting.

It was almost nine o'clock, and Qin Yang didn't go there, but went directly to the backstage to change clothes.

After changing his clothes, he came out and ran into Jiang Li head-on. Qin Yang greeted him with a smile, "Sister Li."

Jiang Li smiled and said, "Here we come."

Qin Yang hummed, and asked casually, "How is Sister Sha's leg injury?"

"It's okay, but it's still being raised at home for the time being. If you have such a cut, you need to remove the scar after it forms, otherwise it will be ugly..."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "It's good that people are fine."

Jiang Li said with lingering fear: "I was watching from the audience, and I was almost scared to death. Fortunately, I was fine, and thanks to your rescue, otherwise, it would have been embarrassing."

Qin Yang said with a smile: "It's been so many days, sister Li, don't talk about it."

Jiang Li smiled and looked at the calm Qin Yang: "You became famous that day, Da Huo, I don't understand why you don't want to reveal your identity..."

Qin Yang said with a smile: "Because I want to play in Mengdie Bar quietly like this."

"You, if it becomes popular and you come here to play again, won't the business of this store be much better?"

Qin Yang joked casually: "Then when I play the piano, the price will increase."

Jiang Li covered his mouth with a smile and said, "If you are really famous, you don't need to come to the bar to play, and you can make a lot of money by playing anywhere."

Qin Yang looked at the time: "It's time, I'm going to work first."

Jiang Li hummed: "Go!"

Qin Yang stepped onto the small stage, sat down gracefully, and began to perform gracefully. As always, after playing for a while, Qian Xiaojuan brought a glass of drink with a smile.

Not mojito, not pina colada, but a glass of very simple orange juice.

"On the 35th, your beautiful customer is online."

Qin Yang smiled. He had told Zhuang Mengdie before that when he was playing the piano, he actually didn't like drinking or alcoholic beverages. A glass of orange juice was enough, but Zhuang Mengdie didn't listen to him at the time, and changed the mojito to It became Pina Colada, but I didn't expect to switch to the orange juice I wanted today.

Qin Yang played with peace of mind, and soon it was eleven o'clock. Qin Yang bowed gracefully and ended today's performance.

He went back to the dressing room and changed back into his own clothes. When he came out, he saw that Zhuang Mengdie was still sitting on the seat, so he walked over.

Sitting down in front of Zhuang Mengdie, Qin Yang smiled and said, "Why are you free to come here today?"

Zhuang Mengdie rested his chin on his hand, half of the bottle of wine in front of him was drunk, his eyes were hazy, and he said with a wry smile: "Some things happened recently, I've been busy all the time, and I don't have time to come here, how are you doing recently?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "I'm fine."

Zhuang Mengdie suddenly smiled and said: "That's right, you are just a student, so there is nothing to worry about."

Qin Yang glanced at the wine bottle in front of her, and said softly: "Are you in a bad mood? You drank so much."

Zhuang Mengdie hummed, raised his pretty face slightly, and said softly, "I'm tired."

Qin Yang said with concern: "It's getting late, since you feel tired, go back to bed early, get a good night's sleep, and maybe you'll feel better when you wake up tomorrow."

Zhuang Mengdie stared at Qin Yang with bright eyes: "Are you caring about me?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Yes, aren't we friends? It's normal to care about each other."

Zhuang Mengdie bit her lip, and looked at Qin Yang expectantly: "Can you accompany me to the riverside?"

Qin Yang froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "I think you need a restful sleep now."

"It's useless."

Zhuang Mengdie shook her head lightly: "I'm mentally tired, not physically tired. Physical tiredness can be recovered through sleep, but mental tiredness can't. Since Brother Ming left, I haven't even found anyone to confide in..."

Hearing what Zhuang Mengdie said, Qin Yang had a lonely expression on his face, and couldn't help but soften in his heart, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go."

Zhuang Mengdie's eyes lit up: "Are you really willing to accompany me for a walk along the river?"

Qin Yang said with a straight face: "Well, I'm going to abduct you and sell you."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled: "Then you must find me a good house and sell it for a good price."

Zhuang Mengdie stood up, carried her small bag, and followed Qin Yang out. Qin Yang smiled and said, "You live not far from me. I drive, so you don't have to drive." Come on, I'll take you back later."

Zhuang Mengdie was slightly taken aback: "Did you drive?"

Qin Yang hummed: "Wait for me for a while."

Soon, Qin Yang drove the Buick and stopped in front of Zhuang Mengdie. Zhuang Mengdie glanced at the car curiously, and then sat in the passenger seat.

"Whose car is it?"

Qin Yang smiled: "Mine."

Zhuang Mengdie was stunned for a moment. She had met Qin Yang many times, but in her heart, Qin Yang was just a work-study student, but suddenly he drove a car worth 300,000 yuan and claimed it was his own. It surprised her.

Qin Yang naturally saw the astonishment and astonishment in Zhuang Mengdie's eyes, but he also explained more, just said: "I play the piano here, more for practicing piano skills and gaining experience in live performance, not just for making money. "

When Zhuang Mengdie heard it, he immediately understood, and the smile on his face increased a little: "I underestimated you, you are still a hidden rich second generation."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "You're really wrong, I'm not a rich second generation."

Zhuang Mengdie said with a smile: "You are not the second generation rich, so what's the matter with your car, don't tell me that someone gave it to you?"

Qin Yang said with a smile: "That's right, not only someone gave me a car, but also someone gave me a house."

Looking at the smiling Qin Yang, Zhuang Mengdie suddenly felt that he couldn't see through the young man in front of him.

At first, she just thought that Qin Yang was more stable than ordinary people. Later, when she got drunk, she felt that Qin Yang was very capable and super able to fight. Other than that, he seemed to be just an ordinary student, a young and old man who was super capable of fighting. She was a freshman, but now she feels that she is wrong.

The young man in front of him seems to be covered with layers of fog. When you uncover one layer, when you think you can see through him, he will show you another layer of things that you have never seen before.

"Give you a house, so you don't live in the school now?"

Qin Yang hummed: "I live in the community opposite the school, and I prefer to live alone."

"live alone?"

Zhuang Mengdie's eyes fluttered: "Is it because you have too many secrets and you don't want others to see them?"