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Lao Ma comprehensively analyzed what they said, and then gave his own suggestions, after all, he was also on the scene, and he was also one of the important parties.

The carpet-like search work unfolded again, Ma Weiguo personally went into battle to keep an eye on every detail, he cheered up, tirelessly, and never gave up until he found his son.

On days without Ma Weiguo, Xiaoya would feel lonely, these Ma Weiguo had already thought of it, so before leaving, she asked Xiaoya's consent to arrange a piano teacher for her.

He could see that Xiao Ya had an extraordinary talent for music, and her wonderful singing voice made mortals feel ashamed.

Ma Weiguo once thought that she must have been a different person before she was disfigured, but he didn't know how to be different, which was an intuition that made him a miracle in the stock market.

Xiaoya spends a long, long time practicing the piano hard every day in the old house, and she loves every beautiful note that this big guy makes, and she often indulges in it.

Even the piano teacher was amazed by the extraordinary learning speed and extraordinary talent of this young girl.

Xiaoya did not doubt every story Ma Weiguo told her in the past, because she liked the piano so much, and every time she looked at the beloved Teacher Shen on the wall, she thought that one day she would become an excellent pianist like her teacher.

She likes this quaint and warm old house, she likes everyone in the old house, they treat themselves like relatives, especially Aunt Lin, always shush the cold and ask for warmth, every day to make how delicious food for her, care and love her meticulous and comparable to Ma Weiguo.

She loves it and thinks it's her home, with its gray walls, green tiles, deep alleys, green trees, cats, beaches, sunsets......

It's not just the old house at No. 135 Jishan Road, she likes all the elements that contain Gulangyu, she feels that all the lost memories are just her past life, and it is enough for her to be with these people who love her and the things she loves for a lifetime in her present life.

Her days were simple and happy.

Until one day she met Abu.

The sunset rock is magnificent, with a fiery red sky, golden rocks, and an unobstructed view of the sea.

"Why am I so grieved,

The wind of love blows through the plains of Provence,

Blowing through the ancient manor of Ninevi,

but it does not blow into my sorrowful heart......

My youth, crushed by pain,

Even if you look up at the towering oak trees of Gulangyu Island,

Nor can I let you,

Far from the silhouette of my youth......

There is no love between the tower and the oak tree,

The only ones that are the same are the Louvre and the Sunlight Rock

Blood-dripping sunset,

And the guitarist singing,

Ethereal and melancholy love ......"

With the salty sea breeze and the scent of gardenias, a burst of sad and magnetic singing and the beautiful melody of the guitar floated in the cool evening of Gulangyu.

A boy was sitting on a rock playing and singing to himself as if no one was around, and it was evident that he was completely enchanted by his own singing.

Xiaoya didn't bother him, just sat quietly and listened carefully, she liked the scene in front of her, and she also liked this sad and beautiful song.

She felt that this scene was so warm, melancholy and familiar, like some kind of indescribable shock and emotion in her life.

The boy sang over and over again, until he found that the fairy was coming, and the boy looked at her in a daze, and asked a little shyly, "Are you......?" Their legendary Mazu? ”

Xiaoya smiled sweetly: "Mazu is at sea, and I am Aimeya." ”

"Ameya...... What a beautiful name, I can't imagine that there are such beautiful girls on this island......"

This time, a red cloud floated on Xiaoya's cheeks.

"Oh, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to be offended, the compliment just now was involuntarily heartfelt." Seeing that the fairy lowered her head shyly, the boy quickly apologized.

"That song you just sang is so good, what's your name?" Xiao Ya diverted the topic.

"My name is Abu!"

Xiaoya laughed again, and the boy named Abu thought, "Her laughter will definitely dissolve all the troubles in the world!" ”

"I'm asking what's the name of that song?"

"I, I haven't thought about it yet...... I just improvised and sang...... "The boy scratched his head in embarrassment.

"That's called "The Love of the Iron Tower and the Oak Tree", what do you think?"

"Great, why didn't I think of that?" Abu cried out for joy.

"'The Love of the Eiffel Tower and the Oak Tree', dedicated to the beautiful Miss Ameya!" Abu cleared his throat and began to pluck the melodious chords.

"Why am I so grieved,

The wind of love blows through the plains of Provence,

Blowing through the ancient manor of Ninevi,

but it does not blow into my sorrowful heart......

My youth, crushed by pain,

Even if you look up at the towering oak trees of Gulangyu Island,

Nor can I let you,

Far from the silhouette of my youth......

There is no love between the tower and the oak tree,

The only ones that are the same are the Louvre and the Sunlight Rock

Blood-dripping sunset,

And the guitarist singing,

Ethereal and melancholy love......

Ethereal and melancholy love ......"

In this beautiful song, not only the clouds in the sky are drunk, but even the sunset is drunk, it can't bear to leave, lingering on the horizon for a long time.

Abu told Xiaoya that he was a wandering singer, and his biggest dream was to travel the world by singing his own original songs, and he wanted everyone in the world to hear his singing.

"Xiaoya, do you think my idea is stupid?"

"How can it be, Abu, people with ideals always live more meaningfully!"

"Then Xiaoya, what is your ideal?"

"I ...... I don't know Abu, I'm an amnesiac patient, and all the past is a blank in my head! Xiaoya's clear eyes dimmed.

"Xiaoya, don't feel bad, I believe that your illness will be better one day! It's like I once had a magical dream in Provence, in which a goldenfinch told me that when the gardenia blooms, I would see the legendary beautiful Mazu, and I didn't think I would really see it! ”

Xiao Ya smiled sweetly again, her black grape-like eyes regained their luster again, and her long black hair was gently fluttered by the sea breeze.

"Abu, I'm just an amnesiac person, I can't be Mazu!"

"Maybe you were Mazu before you lost your memory." Abu said earnestly.

"Abu, it's impossible for Mazu to lose her memory." Xiaoya also said seriously.

"Xiaoya, the fishermen say that people who see Mazu can get happiness, and I will definitely be happy, right?" Xiaoya was asked by this stubborn boy, and she didn't know how to answer him.