Chapter 121: Shi Yifu, comeback?

The piano room of Liu Miaomiao's home in California Sunshine Community at night
Liu Miaomiao sat in front of an ivory-white Steinway grand piano.

The piece to be played suddenly changed from the lively and cheerful "Girl's Prayer" to the epic, uplifting and heavy "Exodus", and Liu Miaomiao was completely unable to adapt.

This adaptation is not only in terms of fingering and rhythm, but also in terms of the soul.

Isn't "A Girl's Prayer" a good choice for a happy and lively school anniversary? How depressing it would be to play "Exodus" instead...

Liu Miaomiao chose "Girl's Prayer" as the performance piece, not because she wanted to openly show her love as her mother thought, but because she thought the song was very suitable for the atmosphere of the school.

During last year's gala, she had already thought of the music to be played at this year's gala.

"Practice it again."

Liu Miaomiao sighed and turned the music sheet on the piano stand back to the first page. She had already put the music sheet of "Girl's Prayer" filled with her notes into the drawer.

Just as the grand prelude flowed out from Liu Miaomiao's fingers, two beams of white light from xenon lamps suddenly shone in from the window. Then, a familiar whistle sounded, and the iron gate of the villa opened with a "swish". Liu Miaomiao knew that her mother had returned.

"Just pretend you didn't hear it."

Liu Miaomiao gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and continued playing the piano. Before she finished a song, the nanny knocked on the door.

"Miss, the Madam and the Master want you to come over."

What is coming will always come.

"Ok."

Liu Miaomiao got down from the piano stool, adjusted her skirt, and then came to the door of her parents' room. Usually, she could run around the house without any rules, but not today. When her mother was angry, she had to follow the rules.

Liu Miaomiao knocked on the door gently and counted her breaths: once, twice...

The response came during the third breath. It was the mother's voice: "Come in."

Liu Miaomiao walked into her parents' room obediently and closed the door behind her.

The master bedroom is a suite, and right at the entrance is a small living room and study. Liu Miaomiao sat down opposite her parents, looking at them across a mahogany coffee table.

"Tell me, what's going on between you and that boy." Ji Ruyan wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and looked at Liu Miaomiao with her arms crossed.

"Nothing serious." Liu Miaomiao lowered her head and murmured, "Just an ordinary classmate."

"You two are so close to each other, ordinary classmates? He feeds you food with his own hands? And in public?"

Ji Ruyan's voice suddenly rose. Liu Miaomiao's father Liu Yue, who was standing next to her and was timid, quickly smiled and said, "Be gentle, don't scare the child..."

Before he finished his words, Ji Ruyan glanced at him and made Liu Yue shut up.

I don't know why, my mother is quite open-minded about most things, but when it comes to dating, she's like an old-fashioned person. It's the 21st century, and in France, people can get married at the age of 15, but at the age of 16, I'm not even allowed to hold hands with a boy.

No matter how much she thought about it, Liu Miaomiao still didn't have the courage to say these words to her mother.

"It's because you spoiled your child too much that she became a bad kid. We've been telling her since elementary school that she's not allowed to fall in love too early in middle school, but she still turned a deaf ear to us. If I hadn't seen it by chance this morning, I don't know how long your good daughter would have kept it a secret from us."

Seeing that the spearhead was directed at him, he was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and continued:

"Don't be so angry. We all know what kind of person our daughter is. Maybe the man is outstanding. Have you gotten to know that boy?"

"I understand." Ji Ruyan shrugged and said to Liu Yue, "It's Lu Mingfei, Miaomiao's junior high school classmate."

"Lu Mingfei?"

The moment he heard the name, Liu Miaomiao's father was also stunned.

He also had a deep impression of this name, not only because Lu Mingfei's grades were always at the bottom of the class, but also because every time there was a parent-teacher meeting, Lu Mingfei's parents were always late or simply didn't show up, making him an "alternative model" in the parent circle.

But this kind of negative student should have nothing to do with my daughter. How come he is dating my daughter?
"Miaomiao, let me tell you, this boy is not good enough. He is not a good match for our family..."

Liu Yue said hurriedly.

It's not that he looked down on Lu Mingfei. Liu Yue was considering a very realistic issue. The innocent love of youth may make each other forget the constraints of class and family background.

But as we get older, can love still conquer all?

There is a reason why the ancients said "a match made in heaven".

Liu Yue could accept that his son-in-law's conditions were slightly worse than his own, but he could not accept that the gap was too big.

Liu Miaomiao put her hands behind her back and finally couldn't help but speak:

"You are prejudiced! You have never met him, so how do you know what kind of boy he is?"

Ji Ruyan, who was sitting opposite her daughter, frowned and said coldly: "See, you are finally willing to admit it."

"Lu Mingfei and I are just ordinary classmates. What do you want me to admit?"

Liu Miaomiao bit her lip and looked at her toes, wondering what she wanted to have to do with him! If she and Lu Mingfei were really in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, she would definitely admit it openly.

"Since you are just ordinary classmates." Ji Ruyan pushed the frame of her glasses and said, "Then in the future, you should not have too much contact with him in school."

Liu Miaomiao was stunned: "Why, why is this..."

"If you are just ordinary classmates, then the contact should be limited to ordinary classmates. I will report it to the school. If we find that you and that boy have crossed the line again like you did this morning, we will talk to his parents."

Liu Miaomiao looked at her mother's serious expression and knew that she was serious about what she said. No one could convince her of her seriousness.
Seeing her daughter gradually falling silent, Ji Ruyan pursed her lips and stopped using the same tone as before. Instead, she changed to a gentle voice:

"Miaomiao, I hope you can understand that mommy is doing this for your own good..."

Adults are always like this. Their starting point is always “for your own good”. Of course, it is very likely that it really is “for your own good”.

But what is good for you may not necessarily be what you want.

Liu Miaomiao didn't want to respond, or perhaps she didn't have the courage to respond, so she just nodded silently.

"Go back to your room. You're tired today, so don't practice the piano for now."

"it is good."

Liu Miaomiao walked out of her parents' room, closed the door behind her, and walked through the long corridor back to her room.

The lights were not on, and the moon broke into the house without the owner's consent, scattering vast moonlight on the ground.

The crescent moon is the waning moon.

Normally, she likes the image of the waning moon, which is curved and looks like a lotus flower.

But tonight, she could only see a large, broken piece of the moon.

Liu Miaomiao felt very uncomfortable and wanted to find someone to talk to, but after opening her phone and opening the address book, she suddenly felt even worse.

There are so many mobile phone numbers, but there are only a few people I can really confide in.

Mingfei? No. Right now, she and Lu Mingfei were at a sensitive time. She was afraid that after making the call tonight, she would not have the courage to keep her distance from him tomorrow.

What about Qiangqiang? It doesn't seem to be appropriate. She doesn't know the situation of her family and may not understand her own predicament.

Liu Miaomiao took a deep breath, and suddenly pressed the down key, scrolling to the number at the bottom of the address book.

dial.

After a few rings, the phone rang:
"Good evening, Miaomiao! Why did you think of calling me?"

Hearing that lively and energetic voice, Liu Miaomiao almost couldn't help crying.

"Yi, Yiran..."

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(End of this chapter)