All kinds of complicated thoughts were intertwined, and in the end, Mr. Joseph Fantasia's reaction was to sit there obediently, at the mercy of the little girl, without saying a word.

It stands to reason that the scene was a little awkward, and Mr. Vantacia was like a piece of wood, unresponsive to Shaida's blows. But this time, Shaida didn't feel too much anxiety and uneasiness, because the two of them were close enough that they could easily feel each other's breathing gradually becoming relaxed and steady.

There is nothing more honest than the instinctive reaction of the body.

Shaida gradually put her mind at ease, firmly believing that her previous conjecture must be correct.

The man in front of him, but Gray's father, must have loved Gray deeply, and he was also the person he should strive to love and respect.

All the previous nonsense was gone, and only an ordinary old man with all his aura and hard shell was left in front of him.

Mr. Joseph Fantasia stretched his muscles and found that the pain in his spine caused by the long hours of sitting at his desk and writing had indeed been significantly reduced, as if he had been sheltered by magic. He looked at the wooden stick in the little girl's hand that had nothing unusual except for its strange shape, and felt that the country of the east was really as mysterious and legendary as the legend.

It's a pity that I don't know much about the country of the east. Mr. Vantacia's style is entirely rooted in the native land of Nishinokuni, deeply rooted in the fertile cultural soil of his upbringing and familiarity. It's not uncommon to have a collection of styles in the country of the east, but it's just too little.

Even in retrospect, most of them accompanied Marlena a long, long time ago. When Marlena was there, it was like heaven to go anywhere, and after Marlena was gone, she didn't like to travel too much.

It seems that in the future, I should also go out for a walk, such as to visit the country I don't know anything about......

The girl in front of her has a faint sense of fertility on her body for some reason, which makes people's hearts unconsciously open.

"Do you like music?"

Shaida was startled by the sudden breaking of the silence, and it took her half a day to react - it was Mr. Fantasia who was asking herself.

Communicating in silence at such close proximity, I realized that Mr. Fantasia's voice was so good, low, mellow and natural, like a melodious cello.

Gray's voice is also very good, but it is a kind of good sound that is seared into the bottom of my heart, because I think he is the best in the world. Gray didn't deliberately practice his voice, all the tempering he went through was all in body language, so the silent Gray was even more beautiful. Mr. Vantacia's voice was different from Gray's, it was a very pure beauty, which could only be felt by overcoming the fear and prejudice in his heart.

"Hello...... Like! Shaida replied with some panic.

It's not about pleasing each other, Shaida really loves music. Music is one of a dancer's best friends, and what real dancer wouldn't love it?

"May I dedicate you a song?"

Xia Ida didn't expect such a proposal, and was a little flattered, and quickly nodded.

Mr. Vantacia stood up, stepped aside, and chose the violin from the wide array of instruments. Although not deliberate, his manners and diction are elegant, and there is a very gentlemanly instinctive respect for women, which makes Shaida feel very admired.

"It's a piece of music I just wrote today, maybe you can help me with a review?"

Shaida wasn't very good at polite words - "tasting" or anything, and she didn't think she had that kind of connoisseurship. But Mr. Fantasia's compositions, which she is very much looking forward to listening to and appreciating, are yearning in every sense of the word.

Fortunately, both men were people who did not like polite words, and Mr. Vantasia did not need her to speak gracefully and appropriately like a noble lady to begin his own playing.

The performance is not formal, but simply pours out the melody with an instrument, like a dancer dancing casually in civilian clothes. But if there is a wonderful soul in the dancer's body, even if it is danced casually, it can generate a great attraction.

Mr. Vantaxia's violin has such a magical power, as in the early autumn when he met Gray Vantacia in the school garden, and he sat on a bench and made random gestures with his arms.

Shaida was immediately captured by the beautiful melody, which sounded simple and clean, but it was not simple at all, and when you listened carefully, there seemed to be a lot of it in it. Even, the melody gives people a sense of familiarity, although it does not evoke the image of hometown, but it has a core very similar to hometown - vast, rustic, with the smell of sunshine and greenery.

Originally, I thought that Roman Christopher's music was already the pinnacle of beauty, but I didn't expect that the simple performance I heard this morning actually had a stronger shock. You know, only the melody played by the violin is not comparable to the maturity of the music composed by Roman on various instruments, but the level and connotation of this melody are no worse than any piece I have ever heard!

Xia Yida suddenly realized what was the strength of a master.

For him, "form" is no longer even important, and every note has become a part of his body. They are close friends who understand each other, trust each other, and trust each other, so that through his hands, they will continue to convey the beautiful melody like the voice of God.

When will the god of dance be able to give me such a trust?

And, what kind of melody is this......

Just as watching Gray dance is like seeing through a crystal pure heart, this melody inevitably contains everything about the creator.

Mr. Joseph Fantasia himself seems serious and even a little cold, but the melody is broad, full of tender love and concern, like the bright sun pouring down on the earth.

This kind of love may be silent, but it actively tries to get close to you, tries to give you warmth, and does not expect that such a gift will be reciprocated.

This person is really different from what his eyes seem!

At the end of the song, Shaida's mind still echoed with that beautiful melody, and the aftermath lasted for a long time. When she came back to her senses, she didn't even realize that she had burst into tears.

Mr. Vantaxia, with his violin and bow in hand, looked at her with some bewilderment, as if he had no idea that she would react in such a way.

"Thank you...... Like. It was a long time before he finally spoke.

I guess I like it...... This is what it looks like -

Anyone who is obsessed with music can understand that this is the kind of person who really listens with his heart.

"It's me who should say thank you...... It's really good, it's really good......" Xia Yida felt a little out of shape, and hurriedly wiped the tears on her face with the back of her hand, "I don't know why, I think of home again, and I think of many familiar things......"