The strings were moving and making sounds. Xi'er gently closed her eyes and sent out her thoughts in the movement of the strings, surrounding the woman who was screaming at the top of her lungs.
She no longer cared about the person who might be her grandmother, because from the moment the string moved, her heart no longer belonged to anyone but the piano. As the piano moved, her heart and her thoughts also
Move with the sound of the piano.
Countless memories flashed before her eyes, the first time she saw her parents, the first time they called her daddy, their joy, the first time, when she pulled her father's hair and made him scream endlessly, her mother was as beautiful as a flower.
Smiling. The first time she let go of everyone's hand and took the first step, her father picked her up and threw her nearly a foot high. Her screams of terror, and the look on her face when her mother beat her father angrily...
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Happiness, it turns out to be so simple. A smile appeared on Xi'er's face. Every day in this world, she is so happy. There is no bright halo, no applause and flowers, but her heart is so sweet.
She would rather be trapped in this situation forever.
What surprised everyone was that the person on the bed slowly calmed down. Not only did she calm down, but she also opened her eyes. She was no longer frantic or lackadaisical like when she took sleeping pills, but was clear and clear.
, although there are still layers of bloodshot eyes, the eyes are already full of energy.
She even opened her mouth when she saw Lu Wan'er in front of her, but unfortunately she didn't say anything, she just kept shedding tears.
She calmly asked Lu Waner to put the medicine into her mouth, and frowned vigorously to show the bitterness of the medicine. Then, she fell asleep peacefully to the music of the piano.
Everyone was happy with her reaction, except Danqing. As soon as the medicine was given to Lu Wan'er, he teleported to Xi'er again and looked at Xi'er who looked calm with a worried look. He waited until the person on the bed drank it.
Yao and Mei Ziqing also came over.
The two looked at each other, and both could see the worry and regret in the other's eyes.
How could they forget that the man who manipulated the magic sound had fifty years of skill, and how could the ten-year-old Xi'er be able to bear the injuries he caused? They were all overwhelmed by Xi'er's ability.
Headed off...
"Brother, what should I do? Do you want to interrupt her?" Danqing asked Mei Ziqing with his eyes.