Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 166

While reading the music score that had already appeared in its embryonic form last night, during the movement of the pen, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps passing by the door, and almost subconsciously, the tip of the pen slightly stopped on the staff.

For nearly ten seconds, there was a slight sound of the door opening from the end of the outer corridor, followed by the sound of closing the door.

This is... the boy entered the piano room.

The simple wall clock hanging on the porcelain white wall in the piano room is pointing at ten o'clock at the moment. Sitting in front of the white piano, Chu Jingran raises his hand, his soft fingertips fall, and the same song as yesterday overflows again. open.

Outside the piano room just across the door, Zheng Hongyi stood where he was, listening to the sad and helpless tune so quietly, without saying a word.

[Host, is it really useful to say nothing here? What if Zheng Hongyi doesn't understand? 】

[The side mission has failed. 】

【…】I know it even if you don’t tell me.

Chu Jingran's fingers kept rising and falling, and he glanced at the door unintentionally, and said softly: 【He will understand. 】

In the eyes of ordinary people, musical notes are inanimate things, but in the eyes of those who really love music, they are flesh and blood, joys and sorrows.

Every player who loves notes, consciously or inadvertently, will integrate the most real feelings and thoughts in their hearts into the music, and pass it into the ears of every listener through jumping ups and downs.

People can lie, but notes can't. Therefore, it will convey the most authentic information and the most authentic heart of the player to the ears of the audience.

Now the player is Zheng Lixin, and the only audience is Zheng Hongyi.

Finally, when the pointer pointed to eleven o'clock, the movement of Chu Jingran's hands stopped, and Zheng Hongyi outside the door heard the sound of the piano room suddenly stop. Just when he was puzzled, the door of the piano room that had been closed was thrown from inside When it was opened, the young man's slender figure appeared in front of his eyes.

Sensing the 'stranger' in front of the door, Chu Jingran who raised his eyes was startled, and reflexively took a big step back, and almost bumped into the cabinet next to the door during his frightened movements. The little face, which was slightly pale due to some malnutrition, faded even more pale under the scare.

Zheng Hongyi's thoughts, which were still immersed in music just now, withdrew his mind, looked at the small face not far away that was comparable to the wall, and frowned slightly, "Are you afraid of me?"

Chu Jingran didn't speak, just looked timidly at the man opposite him with flustered and helpless eyes.

In his heart, he knew that this man was his father, and he would not do such disgusting and annoying things to him, but in his mind, everything that happened in the past two days was tumbling uncontrollably, and in this tumbling, his whole body And trembling uncontrollably.

Although it took him back for nearly three months, Zheng Hongyi hardly looked at this so-called son. Taking this rare opportunity, he saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him for the first time.

The young man's appearance was extremely delicate, with bright eyes and a fine nose, red lips and white teeth. His complexion was very fair, which was different from the healthy white, but the porcelain white that had not been exposed to light for a long time and was bored alive.

At this moment, his black and white eyes were frightened, and his eyes were timid, like a plush rabbit that suddenly found a predator and was frightened, panicked and at a loss.

Looking at such a son, Zheng Hongyi, who has always been cold and hard, suddenly softened his heart, his frowning eyebrows relaxed a little, and his tone was rare and soft: "You play the piano very well, why don't you want to play it in front of others?" ?”

Chu Jingran, I'm deaf, dumb, and sick.

The person on the other side didn't answer, Zheng Hongyi just looked at the person not far away, and the two of them seemed to be in a stalemate.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the frozen air caused the scenes of fear in Chu Jingran's mind to roll quickly, and the uncontrollable fear made his eyes uncontrollably accumulate a little bit of saltiness. He wanted to leave this room, but the man But it happened to block the door of the room, leaving him nowhere to go.

Zheng Hongyi just looked at the person not far away with a white face, tears flickering in his frightened eyes, who was about to cry, and countless thoughts passed in his eyes.

He remembered the first time he saw the boy, although he also resisted his approach, but he didn't have such intensity and fear, but why after three months of treatment, the boy's illness not only showed no signs of improvement, but became more and more serious up?

After suppressing the deep thought in his eyes and fixedly looking at the person not far away, Zheng Hongyi turned and went back to his piano room.

In the piano room, Zheng Hongyi just stood behind the door, looking at the corridor outside through the small window on the door.

After waiting for nearly 5 minutes, a trembling little head finally appeared in the piano room in the innermost corridor not far away.

The other party seemed to be observing everything around him, his eyes half covered with mist were vigilant and frightened, blinking and blinking, and the long eyelashes were like rows of small fans, extremely cute.

After a full minute, the other party walked out with his feet lifted.