"Please listen to me," Saori smiled and shook his head, his blue eyes flashing with colorful luster, "Although I have only met you a few times, you love this country and your country deeply.
People, you have persevered and fought against the invaders, and I am touched by everything you have done for us. You have the most fiery and pure heart in the world. Only you are our true faith in Lansen. With you,
Only then can we, Lanson, return to freedom."
Leng Ling's eyes were calm, and his pleasant metallic voice was smooth and smooth, "This is my duty and obligation. I am not as great as you say."
"No, Your Highness, please don't say that. You are our spiritual support in Lansen. Only by relying on you can we have endless courage and strength to defend our country. So, please believe in yourself."
The lowered gaze chased the sunlight that was slanting in. Those unexplained and indescribable emotions passed through the beautiful black eyes and disappeared quietly in the golden sunlight.
The thin lips curved into a sour arc in the deserted corner, Leng Ling nodded lightly, "I will do it."
As if he didn't pay attention to the momentary changes in the eyes of the person in front of him, Saori was still very interested.
He leaned forward, wanting to get closer to the cold and arrogant young man. As long as he got closer to him, he would be able to communicate with him mentally, "Your Highness, Valencia is eyeing us, and that person is obstructing it. Although I
I don’t know what his purpose is, but they must be plotting something behind the scenes. The current situation is very unfavorable to Lanson. I just want to remind you to be careful about that person."
Leng Ling's eyes were cold and cruel, and the originally suitable temperature in the room dropped several degrees due to the low air pressure around Leng Ling. "He dares to do this, which means he is not afraid of being discovered. Unless he doesn't continue, otherwise, he will definitely
We will get caught."
Zuo Li agreed, "What you said is absolutely correct, but I didn't expect that person would be him."
Leng Ling clenched her hands tightly and frowned, "Who else knows about this?"
"no one knows."
After a pause, Zuo Li asked tentatively, "Your Highness, do you want to tell Elder Laura about this matter? With his help, maybe we can be more confident. After all, that person has a high position of power, and it is very difficult to bring him down.
"
Leng Ling refused without hesitation, "Don't tell him."
Although Saori was a little surprised, he thought that the fewer people knew about this kind of thing, the better, so he didn't worry too much, "I understand, I will definitely investigate his movements secretly, and as soon as I have any news, I will report it to you immediately.
Report.
"Sorry to trouble you," Leng Ling got up from the sofa and left the study.
Saori followed behind him and sent him out, then returned to the room, locked the document in the desk, and walked out.
In order not to attract other people's attention, Saori's car was parked at the entrance of the national park.
Leng Ling got out of the car, walked slowly along the Central Avenue, and slowly came to the Suwei River.
The banks of the Suvi River in the evening are beautiful and charming. Without the shadow of the war, people are strolling on this ancient bridge with a history of hundreds of years. Or admiring the simple-style classical buildings on both sides of the river.
Groups, or enjoying the intoxicating breeze blowing slowly on the river bank, deeply imprinting the unique beauty of this city in my mind.
That thin and tall black figure walked on the ancient bridge. The aloofness and indifference emanating from him were incompatible with the bright smiles and laughter of the people beside him.
Alone, he hurriedly walked north along the south side of the bridge. At this time, a low and melodious cello sound came to his ears along with the wind on the river. The slow melody seemed to bring back the past.
With the memories, his pace gradually slowed down.
Following the direction of the sound, he saw an old woman playing alone under the statue on the north side of the bridge.
He frowned his forehead slightly, his handsome face, reflected in the halo of sunset, was blurry and dim.
Lowering his eyes slightly, he took a few steps forward and walked up to the old woman.
At this moment, the other party is closing her eyes, and her weathered face covered with criss-crossing ravines only has an intoxicated expression. It seems that at this moment, she is the only one in the whole world. At this moment, she is quiet in her own music world,
Oblivious to everything around him.
The music she plays, which contains deep emotions and the helplessness and sorrow that cannot be expressed, is vividly expressed in the music she plays. Perhaps, only those who have personally experienced these complex and bitter emotions can perform such a heart-pounding performance.
melody.
It wasn't until the soft music of the piano floating across the Suwei River disappeared in the wind that the old man slowly opened his eyes, her blue eyes revealing the wisdom and calmness of her age, "Thank you for listening to my performance.
"
His dark eyes flashed slightly, and his gentle voice said as always, "You're welcome."
The old woman put down her bow and asked calmly, "Young man, if you are not in a hurry, can you listen to me play again?"
Leng Ling nodded happily, "Okay."
The old woman closed her eyes again and played the cello affectionately.
That piece of music, at a certain moment, seems to bring everything to another poignant world, and those things buried deep in the heart are also unearthed.
At the end of the song, the old woman opened her eyes, stared into Leng Ling's eyes and said, "Do you know why I like this song?"
Leng Ling shook his head.
The old woman narrated, "This piece of music is my husband's favorite to play. He used to be a cello player, and he and I met on this bridge. I was standing next to you back then.
From where I stand now, watching him play this piece of music on this cello, the time spent with him is the happiest day in my life."
Leng Ling's eyes moved slightly, and he calmly stared at the old woman in front of him. Her smooth side face exuded a faint soft light under the setting sun by the river.
It can be seen that the old woman in front of her was also a beauty when she was young, but after years of wasted time and baptism, the beauty she once had no longer exists with the passage of time.
"Your husband..."
"He is already gone. For the sake of the country, he gave up the music he loved and went to the war front." The old woman wriggled her lips and gently stroked the brown body of the piano with her skinny hands. "Before leaving, he left the piano behind.
He gave it to me and asked me to wait for him. But I have to wait for twenty years. During these twenty years, I have been waiting for him by the bridge every day, but he has never come back."
