Chapter 1573 Playing Chopin’s Nocturne for You

Mo Nanjue nodded, turned around, and Mo Beiyan's palm fell on his shoulder. He remained silent before speaking, "Can you do it?"

Mo Nanjue's lips curled up into a smile, "Can I do it?"

"cut."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Mo Beiyan nudged him on the shoulder, "Be careful, don't hold on if your body is not strong enough."

"Long-worded."

"roll!"

Mo Nanjue returned to the car, and Tong Ran was eating breakfast. She had a large plate in hand, and she could finish three-quarters of it, "Aren't you hungry?"

The man had no appetite at all, "Eat slowly."

"Where are we going?" Tong Ran raised his head and smiled, "I forgot, I can't ask, right?"

Mo Nanjue stretched out his hand to wipe away the sauce from her mouth, "We are all dreaming."

"But I just pinched myself," Tong Ran raised the back of his right hand, "If it hurts, it means it's not a dream."

"It hurts even in dreams," Mo Nanjue patted her head, "Stop talking nonsense and eat your food."

"..."

Is this considered strong words?

Tong Ran buried her head in eating, and Mo Nanjue leaned back slightly, staring at her side face for a moment. Her complexion was not rosy, and her body did not gain much weight, but she was much better than before.

He closed his eyes and didn't feel tired at all.

The car drove forward and stopped in front of a store.

The waiter came and opened the car door.

After Mo Nanjue got out of the car, he half hugged and half hugged Tong Ran. She looked around. The environment here was very good and there were not many people. The waiter led the two of them in with a smile, "Please come inside."

After Tong Ran entered, he realized that this was a music bar.

Mo Nanjue took her to the best spot on the second floor. There were various musical instruments everywhere. Tong Ran's eyes turned around and finally landed on the piano in the corner.

Her eyes were stinging and she hurriedly looked away.

That was her dream...and the dream she gave up for him.

Suddenly, the surrounding lights suddenly went out——

Tong Ran only felt that his side was empty. Mo Nanjue had already stood up and walked over. He sat down on the piano bench. The thin orange warm lamp was sprinkled on the top of his head. His whole body seemed to be wrapped. The man's back was straight and pouring.

Inexplicable sadness.

The music bar suddenly became quiet. Mo Nanjue placed his slender and beautiful fingers on the keys, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the music that appeared on his fingertips was like a melody that plucked the heartstrings, which made people fall in love.

He played a Chopin nocturne.

Tong Ran leaned against a soft cushion, holding a cup of warm milk tea in her hand. She stared at his delicate side face, her eyes slightly red.

Chopin's Nocturne... commemorates the dead love?

Is their love dead?

If I water and fertilize again, will it be of no use?

The baby in her belly seemed to feel the atmosphere at this time, and kept moving around. Tong Ran reached out to touch it gently. She had had countless fetal movements in the past few months, but none of them were as intense as today.

She lowered her head slightly and spoke in a very soft voice. No matter whose child it was, Tong Ran felt that this was enough, "Baby, listen, daddy is playing the piano for you."

Just as he finished speaking, his stomach was suddenly kicked. Tong Ran looked at a small bump bulging out of his abdomen and couldn't help but smile, "Baby, do you remember? He is your father."

After being kicked in the stomach again, Tong Ran looked gentle and said, "You are so good, mommy loves you."

A nocturne was originally played perfectly, but the note trembled at the end.
Chapter completed!