Di Wanguo was even more embarrassed. He coughed dryly and said: "It doesn't matter. By the way, you can go back and take care of Shi Lun. I know what he wants to see most now is you. I still have some things to be busy with."
"Oh, okay, goodbye uncle..." Lin Kexin got up and walked back to the ward.
Di Wanguo sat there quietly, feeling a mixture of joy and sorrow in his heart. He was happy that Cui'er had never forgotten him, but he was worried that Cui'er was still brooding about what he had failed her back then and refused to forgive him.
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While thinking about it, Di Wanguo took out an oval-shaped object the size of a fist from his pocket. There were two small round holes on it. It looked like it was old, but its appearance was unusually smooth. Di Wanguo had always
They all carry it with them, but they have never used it in the past twenty years...
At this time, Mother Lin was sitting on the bedside listening to TV. Her son Lin Kezheng had already gone for a walk. Because that dangerous woman Yu Xiaolu had died, the bodyguards outside had also been evacuated.
For several days in a row, the director of the hospital brought a team to see her, and every time he told her that it was inevitable to regain her sight, and reassured her that her recovery was going very well, so Mother Lin felt relieved.
The desire to regain her sight is getting stronger and stronger, and she thinks that it will not be long before she can see this colorful world again, her precious son and daughter, and those who help her, especially her future good son-in-law.
Di Shilun, she really wanted to take a good look at them.
But everything is unknown, so the last few days are the longest days she feels...
At this time, a set of notes suddenly floated in from the window. As soon as Mrs. Lin heard it, she was immediately attracted. She touched the TV remote control on the bedside and turned off the TV. She quietly listened to the low and slightly empty music.
beautiful sound.
It was a classical "Farewell" wind piece. At the beginning, Mrs. Lin was still humming along. Now it is rare to hear the music she liked when she was young, so her mood suddenly became particularly relaxed and happy.
As the song reached its climax, Mother Lin suddenly trembled all over. She gently got out of bed, touched the door with her bare feet, opened the door and walked out!
Is it him?
Mother Lin couldn’t believe her intuition!
Although my eyes can't see yet, the more I do, the more sensitive my hearing becomes!
In fact, the music being played now didn't have much special features, but it made her feel so much. What really shocked her heart was the instrument used to play it!
It is a kind of pottery from ancient times, called round xun. Nowadays, there are very few young people who know how to play xun. Only those who have studied professionally will know that kind of thing.
Moreover, the xun she specially bought for him back then was a defective one. Because the position of the holes was not reasonable enough, when the playing reached the climax, there would be a unique out-of-tune sound.
Back then, every time he played for her affectionately under the moonlight, she always felt mesmerized, especially the slightest stray note, which made her feel that he was her rightful man, a unique man.
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Although many years have passed, that feeling has re-emerged in her heart with the current song "Farewell"!
Is it really him?
Mother Lin walked along the corridor, cautiously heading towards the direction where the music was coming from. Unfortunately, after the farewell song ended, it stopped playing...