"His father, stripped of his stomach, hanged himself from a big tree. The blood on the ground attracted wild dogs to rob them, and some people even went to dig out their hearts just to boil a pot of medicinal soup. Jory said, fiddling with the coffee in her hand.

Gu Xiaole's hand holding the coffee cup suddenly clenched a little.

Boil a pot of medicinal soup......

"At that time, people carried in their bones the ideas and superstitions of feudal society. Those things are common. Xiaole should be glad that he was born in an era of peace and did not see the darkness and humanity that you can't imagine. ”

Qiao Li opened the sugar bag and added some sugar and milk for Gu Xiaole.

"So, what about the rich kid?" Gu Xiaole couldn't help but ask.

So Jolly continued to tell the unfinished story.

The mother of the rich boy was dragged into a room by those wild beasts.

He heard the terrible voices, and he heard the suffocating screams.

When they came out, the soldiers were disheveled, but their mothers were nowhere to be seen.

After the guys ransacked the house, the rich kid ran to his mother's room.

He didn't see his desperate mother, he saw a three-foot white silk and a body that was starting to get cold.

The rich kid hated those who wore green uniforms.

He saw their flag, a red sun.

Later he joined an organization called the Communist Party.

It was also at that time that he knew that the red sun represented Japan.

Those soldiers are Japanese.

It's a horrible group of devils.

He used his identity as a pianist to play the piano all over China, and then gathered information to provide information about the Japanese to the organization.

Autumn 1941.

In this year, the identity of the pianist Communist Party was discovered by the Japanese.

He was already famous by then.

They demanded that he play a Japanese military song or else he would be executed summarily.

Knowing that he would still be killed even after the performance was over, the pianist agreed.

All the Chinese scolded him, saying that he was greedy for life and afraid of death.

But he didn't know that he had already put down death.

In his heart, he had a big decision.

On the day the performance began, he saw the Japanese officer in the Japanese crowd who brutally killed his father and dragged his mother into the house.

His decision was even firmer.

At the beginning of the performance, not even halfway through, nearby villagers heard one after another, deafening bombardments.

This was followed by black smoke.

They saw that it was a sea of fire.

The pianist sits in the midst of the fire and plays the piano.

The piano is extremely gentle.

The villagers cried, knowing that they were wrong.

When the flames were extinguished, all I could see was patches of ashes and a piano that had been gently kissed and caressed by the flames.

Later, the pianist's son repaired the piano and opened a café on the site of the pianist's original home. So the story of the piano has been passed down like this. ”

Joli took a sip of coffee and looked sideways at the piano, "That piano has a soul." So the owner of the café does not allow anyone to desecrate it. ”

"Can I go play it? I'm not going to desecrate that piano. A string in his heart was inexplicably touched, Gu Xiaole suddenly put down the coffee cup, raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Li fixedly.

Qiao Li raised her eyebrows: "Xiaole classmate can play the piano?" ”

Gu Xiaole lowered his head and nodded lightly for a long time: "Yes." ”

The books on his shelves, the treasures he locked, were all old music scores collected by his grandfather.

Under that big white cloth was a grand piano.

It was given to him by his grandfather, and it is said that he was once touched and played by many pianists.

Playing the piano, bringing the sound of the piano to the world, letting countless sad people listen to those gentle and joyful music, and making them happy and happy, is his dream - grandpa has helped others, and he also wants to help others in his own way.

But after his grandfather died, the family's economic conditions made Gu Xiaole choose to give up chasing his dream.

"I'll ask the store manager." Qiao Li touched Gu Xiaole's head and got up to leave.

After a while, she came back and nodded at Gu Xiaole.

Gu Xiaole turned his head sideways, saw a waiter open the fence, and smiled at him: "Welcome." ”

Moving his lips, Gu Xiaole took a deep breath and got up.

The coffee shop is not big, but it is not small.

When Gu Xiaole came to the piano, opened the piano cover, sat down and started tuning, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the store.

And, of course, Joli, and the store manager who unknowingly appeared and hid in the corner.

The moment Qiao Li saw Gu Xiaole sit down and touched the piano keys with his ten fingers, his temperament became solemn.

As if this was not a young man who had not experienced the world, this was a gentleman who had been baptized by the years - yes, in addition to his solemnity, the elegance in his bones and blood was also revealed at the moment when the sound of the piano spread.

The sound of the piano suddenly came from this cozy little shop.

Everyone listened silently, and as the piano beat its tone abruptly, they gradually changed from a playful look to surprise and then praise.

Even the store manager in the secret also secretly gave a thumbs up to this quiet and serious teenager.

At the end of the song, there was silence at first, and then thunderous applause.

The high-profile young man slowly stood up, and with a shy voice, he clearly uttered words: "I would like to use this song to pay tribute to the former pianist, and the era that was baptized by the fire." Thank you for listening, and thank you for the generosity of the manager...... Thank you also – the teacher for the encouragement. ”

This was the first time Jory had heard that this usually silent teenager had said so many words.

Simply because, he played the piano.

I have to say that the moment this young man met the piano, his temperament became like two people.

It was the sound of the piano that gave him the courage to keep his silence in his heart and let him release his true self.

Jory chuckled.

She was right.

Gu Xiaole was not there that day - he went out to buy vegetables and fruits.

When she went to visit her home, she followed Grandma Gu into Gu Xiaole's room.

First I saw a large white cloth, then the locked bookcase.

After receiving permission, Jolly quietly lifted the corner of the white cloth out of curiosity.

Then she saw the old grand piano.

Turning his gaze again, what was locked in those bookcases was not the four great Chinese classics, not study materials, not world novels, but musical scores.

One by one old piano sheet music—there were many, all of them the only ones she had never seen.

"The piano, and those—they're little Brian's treasure." Grandma Gu said.