The little girl, who hadn't been praised for a long time, smiled and narrowed her eyes, but couldn't help but confirm again and again.
"Um."
Xiao Jin flew around the little girl and the piano several times.
There seemed to be sparkling light spots falling as the wings flapped.
Beautiful and unreal, like a dream.
The little girl's eyes followed the flying little gold, and her wide-open eyes seemed to have fallen into spots of light, shining brightly without any dimness anymore.
...
"Can you play a song for me?"
Xiaojin stopped in front of the little girl.
The long and slender wings trembled slightly, shining brightly.
"Um!"
The little girl has a big smile on her face.
She responded loudly.
...
Xiao Jin sat on the piano cover, looking ready to listen carefully.
The little girl saw it as soon as she raised her eyes, and her eyes curved into crescent shapes.
"Duo~"
The little girl pressed her fingers and the piano sounded.
Her performance began.
...
After the song ended, the little girl and Xiao Jin looked at each other and smiled.
"Xiao Jin, do I play well?"
Then, the little girl asked anxiously.
"Xiao Jin?"
There was a bit of doubt in the ethereal and illusory voice.
"Um."
The little girl had crooked eyebrows and a cute smile, "You are covered in gold, so you are called Xiao Jin."
"Oh~"
Fei Chong subconsciously looked at his whole body, "Is it shiny gold?"
"Well, it's very beautiful."
The little girl's eyes seemed to have fallen into stars, twinkling and shining, "Super beautiful."
The flying insect looked at the light in the little girl's eyes and thought, she is the one who shines.
However, "Xiao Jin."
It whispered once, and then its eyes curled up, "It sounds very good."
"My name is Xiao Jin."
"Well, Xiao Jin."
The little girl called again, happy that her new friend liked the name she gave it.
…
Listening to the little girl calling his name, Xiao Jin felt some strange emotions in his heart.
It doesn't know how to describe it, but it feels a bit like opening its eyes and seeing colorful colors for the first time.
The darkness fades and light emerges.
Then, green, blue, red... various colors filled its field of vision.
It opened its eyes wide and just stared blankly.
I can't explain the emotion.
I just feel that the sun is shining warmly on my body, and it warms my heart all the way.
…
"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin!"
"Um?"
"What's wrong? Are you in a daze?"
"Sorry, I was a little distracted."
"It doesn't matter."
"Xiao Jin, you haven't said anything about my performance yet?"
"Good to hear."
"real?"
"real."
"really?"
"really."
"Really really really?"
"Really, really, really."
…
Xiao Jin never got bored and answered similar questions from the little girl again and again.
The little girl was finally satisfied.
"Xiao Jin, you are so kind."
"Thank you."
"Um?"
"It's been a long time since I heard my mother praise me for playing well."
The little girl lowered her eyes and kicked her feet. Her bright look was no longer and her tone was full of depression.
Xiaojin flew to the piano keys.
Looking up, it saw the sadness in the little girl's eyes.
"I like the piano very much."
"The piano sounds very nice."
"The mother who plays the piano is also very beautiful."
…
"My mother was so happy when I played a complete piece for the first time."
"She said I was a genius."
"She said I will be more powerful than her in the future."
…
"I like my mother to praise me, and I like the way my mother smiles when she listens to my playing."
"I practice piano very hard."
"However, I can obviously play many pieces of music completely."
"My mother seldom praises me anymore."
"She always said I was wrong here and wrong there."
"One time... my mother even hit me."
Even though it had been many days since that incident, "my mother also apologized to me."
The little girl's eyes were still red.
"I know."
"Actually, it's my fault."
"I was so annoyed by what my mother said at that time."
"No matter how I play, my mother says it's wrong. She says I should play it this way or that way..."
"I am so tired."
"My fingers are sore too."
"The playing is getting worse and worse."
"I couldn't control my temper all of a sudden."
"At once-"
"I couldn't help but vent my anger on the piano."
The little girl pursed her lips and lowered her head a little more.
"I played it randomly."
"It made a lot of noise."
"I didn't pay attention to my mother's voice telling me to stop."
…
"Mom is very angry."
"I have never seen my mother so angry."
"I'm scared."
As if remembering her mother at that time, the little girl shivered.
…
"Mom asked me to get off the piano bench."
"And let me stretch out my hand."
"I'm very scared, but I dare not disobey my mother."
"Mom hit my hand hard several times."
"It hurts."
The little girl held her hand, as if the pain from that day still remained on it.
"When my mother slapped my hand for the first time, I cried."
"Mom grabbed my hand and beat me."
"I cried so much."
"Later, my father heard the noise and came in, so my mother stopped beating me."
"My mother later hugged me and apologized."
"I……"
The little girl bit her lower lip and said incoherently, "I don't know."
"My father advised my mother at that time, how can I practice piano if my hand is broken?"
"Mom anxiously picked up my hand and looked at it."
…
"Is it because I can't practice piano that my mother won't like me?"
The little girl was a little confused and a little sad.
She didn't want to think this way, but she couldn't help but doubt it.
…
Xiao Jin tilted his head, looking even more confused than the little girl.
"……I do not quite understand what you mean."
It has not been long since it came into this world, and even though its learning ability is amazing, there are still many things it does not understand.
"Feel sorry."
The little girl was obviously very sad, but it didn't even understand why she was sad.
It's a little frustrating.
The little girl was the first human to see it.
He gave it a name and played such a beautiful song for it.
It really wants to help the little girl.
…
"ah?"
Finding that not only Xiao Jin's eyes but also the light on her body seemed to be dimmed, the little girl waved her hands in panic, "It's okay."
"If you don't understand, you don't understand."
"I'm just talking casually."
The little girl explained anxiously, "Mom is very good to me."
"I just get angry when I don't practice well."
"That's also my fault."
"I've never been able to meet my mother's requirements very well."
"I disappoint my mother."
"Maybe... I'm not as talented as my mother said..."
The little girl's hands touched the keys.
The extremely familiar touch made her feel a little strange.