Elbe's brain spun suddenly, and his eyes wandered.

It was the first time she went to the castle as a child before she was reborn, and in front of her was a huge glass mirror, which was very clean and reflected the sunlight.

In the middle, it has the feeling of a dance room, with a burgundy floor of solid wood, and a Pleyel French original piano near the left of the center, with a pure black texture, like a black swan with a raised neck, which looks low-key and luxurious.

Elbe's fingers gently stroked the white keys, the keys were slightly cool, and they felt good to the touch, an illusion of nobility from the inside out.

"Want to play it?"

The scene glowing with warm light suddenly rippled, and the noble and cold voice rang in my ears at first glance, like a long-sealed memory suddenly being opened.

The floodwaters that opened the floodgates poured out in an instant.

Gu Nancheng smiled and sat sideways on the velvet stool in front of the piano, the pleasant sound of the piano flowing from under the white and slender fingers, like a little elf, circling around her body.

"Such"

Gu Nancheng's unique crisp breath entwined up, pulling Yi Bei's fingers, the knobby fingers wrapped around the outside of her entire hand, light and powerful, pressing the keys one by one.

The sun that had just risen in early summer shone in through the window, and the dust drifting in the air was clearly visible. It seemed that Gu Nancheng's side face was even fairer, like a god.

Yi Bei couldn't listen to what he was playing, and his mind was full of Gu Nancheng's gentle eyes and confused smile at that time.

The fingers are not obeying, completely following the rhythm of the heart, and one by one, flying like a butterfly.

What is Elbe in Gan!

Bai Wanxiang's writhing waist suddenly stiffened, pulling at the old injury, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and the movements of his feet and arms became more and more difficult.

As long as you are a discerning person, you can immediately see that she has long been exhausted, and now she is trying to keep up with the rhythm of Elbe.

White fingers still fluttering on the keys.

The hour hand resumed, the memory disc was reversed, and the flashes of light flashed for a moment.

In an instant, Elbe's slender white fingers pressed hard, and the ten keys screamed together, and the cuckoo, which was crying blood, rushed straight to the roof from under the slender hands like bamboo.

To the north, the Garden of Thorns was designed by the disciples of the original Tuileries designer of the Philibert de l'Orme.

North North, I want the blessing of the sky, the earth, the sun, the stars, a light year.

Gu Nancheng's face was suddenly crushed, and it melted with Luo Zijin's slightly smiling face, falling apart, scattered in the rippling memory.

Bai Wanxiang was like a dancing doll with too much clockwork, falling to the ground with the last sound of the piano and slamming the marble tiles.

The hair was in disarray, his breath was unstable, and his apricot eyes, which were still showing off his might just now, lost their luster in an instant, and he stared at the ground hatefully.

For nearly a minute, the sound of the piano did not disperse, and everyone present was shocked and stayed in place.

Elbe's hands trembled, resting on the pure white and precious and translucent keys, as if he had found oxygen in an instant, and gasped slightly suppressed.

Beads of sweat fell down his sideburns and hit the keys, making a splash.

The elk-like eyes suddenly crossed a trace of startle, as if they had not yet recovered from the memories they had just had.

"Second Miss Yi Family!"

The first to react was Lin Chengshu, whose thin and slightly wrinkled face suddenly had a touch of admiration from the inside out.