At the booth, the host played a video.

In the video, it is a video of Nan Qiao's mother, Qiao Ran, being interviewed when she returned to China to join the vaccine development program.

The video is short, only a short one-minute video.

After the playback, the face that made Nan Qiao extremely familiar was frozen on the screen.

The auction host said in a heavy tone, "This is Ms. Qiao Ran, a famous medical scientist in the empire, she was infected and passed away in the process of studying the M9 vaccine last month, and the Sheng family specially sent this relic of Ms. Qiao Ran to Huaguo, Ms. Qiao Ran has devoted her life to medical development and charity, this relic ...... It is undoubtedly the most precious and meaningful auction item of the night. ”

Nan Qiao clenched her fists tremblingly, and the Sheng family disposed of her and her mother's relics.

It's not because of any charity, it's that they are thieves and don't dare to keep their things.

After the host introduced the lots, the bidding began to be announced.

"The reserve price is 30 million, and the minimum price increase is 1 million for each sign."

"Thirty-five million!"

"Forty million!"

……

Nan Qiao watched the price get higher and higher, and his heart became tighter and tighter.

After bidding for more than seven million, she reached out and grabbed Huo Yunxiang's sleeve, and her voice was choked and trembling.

"Please help me...... Buy it. ”

Huo Yunxiang held her hand, only to find that the girl's hand was inexplicably cold.

However, the cards were raised in time.

"100 million."

This price, plus the price he called, no one else present asked for the price anymore.

The elk necklace was successfully photographed by Huo Yunxiang.

Huo Yunxiang held the girl's somewhat cold hand, a little worried.

"Little Joe?"

The freeze-frame photo on the screen was replaced by the next auction item, and Nan Qiao gradually came back to his senses.

"I ...... I'm fine, it's the necklace...... I love it so much. ”

Ji Shen also found out that she was not in the right state and said.

"If you're uncomfortable, forget about playing the piano."

"She went." Huo Yunxiang clasped her hand tightly and refused on her behalf.

"I want to go." Nan Qiao looked at him and said seriously, "I want to play a tune." ”

Huo Yunxiang saw that she insisted, and let go of his hand.

Ji Shen took her to the place where the piano was placed, and said softly.

"You can just play it, mainly to let people listen to the timbre."

Nan Qiao nodded and sat silently in front of the piano.

After a long time, a beam of light came through.

Ji Shen stood aside and whispered.

"You can play."

With the sound of the piano, the entire auction hall fell into depression and despair.

Obviously in the bright hall, but his heart was led into a dark hell with the sound of the piano.

It was filled with pain, anger, despair, and death.

No matter how much you struggle, you can't be freed.

Nan Qiao's whole body fell into the painful memories before death, sitting in front of the piano with a tense back, and a pair of hands danced quickly on the black and white keys.

Every sound played also plunged the audience into suffocating despair.

Ji Shen was the closest, and when he heard it, goosebumps all over his body appeared, and he was so depressed that he was about to lose his breath.

When the last note fell, the hall fell silent.

All of them were instantly freed from a suffocating despair.

The host was curious and asked.

"Excuse me...... What kind of tune is this? ”

Nan Qiao narrowed his eyes, tears came out of his eyes.

"Requiem, dedicated to ...... The undead who died from the M9 pandemic. ”

Dedicated to the deceased mother, and ...... Herself.