Han Sheng played the third movement of the moonlight, Presto agitato, again and again, as if the piano owed him millions, and it was extremely intense.

If I had to describe it, I would like to ...... Use the "tide to sound the electric switch, the waves to hit the shore." It's not an exaggeration!

I wish I could calm down, but my heartbeat couldn't be calmed down like a flood with Han Sheng's agitated rhythm.

"Forget it, take a shower!" Half an hour passed, and I made up my mind to keep myself away from the melody that was disturbing melody.

I got up and was about to take a shower, but I paused honestly.

I don't know whether to say that he is powerful or persistent, an allegro piece can be repeated infinitely and again to show a stronger impact than the last, and I appreciate his peak musical attainments from the bottom of my heart.

After freshening up, the third movement of the moonlight continued to bombard, and I could not calm down.

Going downstairs again, I decided to knock on Lan Jian's door to stop Han Sheng's crazy behavior.

"Knock~knock~" I knocked for a long time, but Han Sheng didn't react at all.

"Han Sheng, open the door......" I shouted into the door.

The intense piano sound continued incessantly, muffling my voice, and I even suspected that Han Sheng didn't even know that I was outside the door.

Leaning against the door of the Blue Stream, I sat on the ground and thought about what had happened yesterday evening......

Is it really as Han Qing said? Is Han Sheng really angry because he is jealous?

Will it?

I was so frightened by Han Sheng last night, and when I couldn't find him, I was flustered and thought a lot, and I guessed a lot of different moods about him, but in fact, I still had no bottom in my heart, and the only thing I could feel was that from the back of him running away, I felt the discomfort and pain in his heart.

I suddenly remembered that the "Yin" in the blue night was written......

"Tears are rolling in my heart

Thoughts sprouted two leaves, but they couldn't fly

Growing up little by night, accumulation of emotional breakdowns

The sky is full of darkness, and the clouds cover the sun, so dull."

I instantly understood why Han Sheng kept playing the third movement of the moonlight.

"Han Sheng, open the door......" I held back my tears and knocked on the door again with a choked voice.

Han Sheng still didn't respond.

Suddenly, there was silence behind the end of a reproduction department.

It's not just that the sound of the piano is gone, it's as if time has stood still, and everything is terrible.

Before I could think about it, the sound of the piano began quietly.

"It's ...... Beethoven, the first movement of the moonlight...... I thought to myself.

The melody in C sharp minor was overwhelming, and it seemed to be much slower than usual, and the melody was so slow that I almost suffocated.

A bunch of questions came to my mind in an instant, but I could only sit here silently and listen to him tell through the music.

"I can't see the future, I can't see the past, my eyes are blurred by sadness

I tried to be brave, but my damp wings were still closed

I'm crying, my heart is crying, and the sky is crying

Begin to forget the taste of the sky, forget the feeling of you're forget."

It turned out to be the second half of the blue night "Yin......

In the music, the atmosphere is heavy and hazy, with a melody of sadness, heartache and despair, as if a funeral has been held for one's feelings......

I still leaned against the door of the blue stream, quietly listening to the first movement of the moonlight that was repeated over and over again, and I could only accompany me in distress.

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When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I had fallen asleep listening to music just now, probably because I hadn't slept all night last night, and I was too tired.

Lying on the sofa with a quilt still on his body.

"Is it Han Sheng?"

"Did he bring me?"

"Did he come out?"

"What about others?"

I looked around and kept looking.

I didn't see Han Sheng, so I sighed and prepared to get up from the sofa.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of the piano lid closing in the blue stream.

"It turns out that Han Sheng is still in the blue stream. I thought to myself.

Hearing his footsteps coming out of the room, I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be still asleep.

The footsteps stretched from the room to the living room, and when they came to the sofa, they were still.

I felt a slight heat next to me and slowly approached.

I felt him flicking my bangs......

I didn't dare to open my eyes, but my body trembled slightly, and even my breathing felt rapid.

"He shouldn't find out, right?" I thought to myself.

"You know how angry I am, I saw you and Xihe last night......" He stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking.

"Does he know I'm pretending to be asleep? Is he asking me? Do I need to explain to him?" I started to get nervous.

"Yes, I admit to being jealous and very angry......"

"But...... I'm not in a position to be angry at all. Han Sheng said with a slight tremble.

"Xi He is the most suitable for you, he will be good to you. ”

He ...... He can accompany you to the white head. ”

"I can't even do the most basic, holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son, ......"

After saying that, I suddenly felt a tear from Han Sheng quietly drip down my cheek.

A few days ago, after knowing that Han Sheng had heart problems, I secretly checked some relevant medical information, driven by some of his abnormal behaviors and curiosity about his imminent departure.

I probably know what Han Sheng is worried about.

I also know what he is afraid of and what he is running away from.

According to the 2009 American Heart Association research data, the one-year survival rate after heart transplantation can reach 88% for male patients, the five-year survival rate for male patients can reach 73.1%, and the survival rate for 49% of patients after heart transplantation can reach 10 years.

It has only been more than three years since Han Sheng's heart transplant......

"This heart...... It's not my ...... alone."

"Forget me......" Han Sheng choked for a long time.

Listening to Han Sheng's grief-stricken voice, I don't know whether I should immediately open my eyes and respond at this time, or continue to pretend to be asleep.

But I knew that my emotions had collapsed at the moment, and I held back my strength to keep the tears from falling.

In fact, I really wanted to hold his hand tightly, but at the same time, I also clearly understood that Han Sheng would not accept it.

Because the door of his heart has been closed, and it has been nailed completely.

That's a hurdle that can't be overcome.

If this is his decision, then I will respect him and will not poke it.

If one day he is willing to break through the door of his heart, I will gladly accept it, it doesn't matter how long a person can live or something.

And the heart he cares about, although it is Eshan's, if it were Eshan, I would also want him to be happy, not to mention that Eshan has long been gone......

What crossed it was Han Sheng's own heart. I've heard that love is close. Get in.

It's just that I also understand that now is not the time to say this.

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