She took a sip from her glass.

People are fairies, who doesn't admire fairies? Don't people also like to use fairies to describe beautiful women?

She's a real fairy!

She is smart and smart, and she can play the piano, so everyone will like it!

Her heart was getting more and more sore, and it hurt more and more, and it didn't hurt like her own.

It turns out that borrowing wine to drown sorrow will really make you more sad.

At this time, she really wanted to get drunk, and she wanted to be so drunk that she was so numb that she was unconscious. But the more she wanted to get drunk, the more she couldn't. On the contrary, his brain became more and more clear, he taught her to play the piano, and his mind was full of pictures of their intimacy.

She poured another gulp of wine into her mouth, choking and coughing.

It took a long time for her to recover. She raised her hand and wiped her face, a stain of water. Is she crying? She shook her head abruptly, no, how could she cry because of an inconsequential person! It must have been her choking tears from coughing, it must have been.

It was getting dark, and she lit the oil lamp in a daze. The flame leaped into several in front of her eyes. She shook her head, a little dizzy.

The sound of the piano wafted into her ears, and it was the same melody that she had heard that day in the temple of the Shan Shan.

She covered her ears, she didn't want to hear it, wasn't it just a piano? Who won't play.

She walked around the house.

"Huh? What about the piano? ”

That day, she said that she asked Ruru to buy her a piano, and the next day Ruru brought back a piano. He also said that it was the best piano in the store, and it could play the most beautiful piano sound. At that time, she felt uninterested, so she threw it aside, and now she was interested, but she couldn't find it.

She rummaged for a long time, and finally found the piano in the most inconspicuous corner of the storeroom.

She squinted and smiled, threw the piano on the table, and looked at it carefully, ignoring the dishes and chopsticks that had been touched.

This piano is made but it is quite high-grade, I don't know if it sounds good to play. She stared at the strings, which she had lost count, and raised her hand to pluck them casually.

Her hand was not small, and the strings were buzzing and shaking, and suddenly there was a screeching sound.

She wrung her eyebrows and pushed the strings away in disgust.

"What a broken piano, and it cost so much silver. The piano seller must be as if he doesn't understand and fool her! ”

Looking at the piano that cost hundreds of taels of silver but the strings didn't sound good, my heart was annoyed again.

Why does she want to play the piano, she can't even read a musical score, what kind of piano to learn!

She doesn't know how to play the piano, she can sing!

She glanced at the strings and smiled, but her heart was sour.

"Who moved my strings and called me to the window,

Flowing water pontoon, you're on the side of the night.

Who leans on my pillow and dreams of the full moon all night,

I thought that each side could only make butterflies.

Who made you and me as quiet as the moon,

You can only meditate in your heart.

The swallow under the eaves flew to you for me.

Who made you and me as quiet as the moon,

Each alone plays the strings,

The curtain of the wind blows and the moon man sleeps.

Who moved my strings and called me to the window,

Flowing water pontoon boat you are on the other side of the night,

Who leans on my pillow and dreams of the full moon all night,

I thought that each side could only make butterflies.

Who moved my string,

The surface of the lake that hides its shadows,

It's hard to predict the depth of the future.

Who made you move my strings,

Moved over and over again,

Awakened the figure of loneliness embedded in the night.

Who made you and me as quiet as the moon,

I can only meditate in my heart,

The swallow under the eaves flew to you for me.

Who made you and me as quiet as the moon,

Each alone plays the strings,

The curtain of the wind blows and the moon man sleeps. ”

……

She sang selflessly, feeling that her singing was full of true feelings, and it was more touching than the sound of the piano.

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