Bone erosion crisis: Young Master Lu, don't come here unharmed

"Oh, that..." Sheng Zhixia looked up at Lu Muchen, belatedly made up for her gaffe, and deliberately asked, "Grandma... which song do you like the most?"

Grandma didn't answer, as if she wasn't paying attention to her question at all, but was waiting expectantly for her performance.

However, Lu Muchen's eyes were staring at her, still condescending, there was no emotion change on his face, and there was no hysterical order in his voice, only calm: ""A Maiden's Prayer", can you do it?"

Sheng Zhixia was inexplicably flustered. Of course she knew that Grandma Lu liked this song the most, but she answered too quickly just now, as if... She peeled herself off and put it in front of Lu Muchen.

Taking off Chu Yuan's coat, she seemed to admit that she was Sheng Zhixia.

As for Lu Muchen, he didn't lose his memory, he still remembered that this was grandma's favorite song, did he also remember how she played the piano back then?
remember?
So what?
It was just a momentary absence, Sheng Zhixia nodded, and replied: "I will, the teacher just taught me."

Whether it's a lie, a deception, whatever, this road is so difficult, she has no choice but to keep going.

"Xia Xia, hurry up, grandma is looking forward to it." Grandma Lu was still holding Sheng Zhixia's hand, with a happy face, she didn't even look at her grandson, she just looked at Sheng Zhixia.

Sheng Zhixia pushed the wheelchair to go to the piano, but she had trouble moving and couldn't get on the piano bench. She was about to support the wheelchair to get up, when Grandma Lu said behind her: "Xiao Chen, Xia Xia's legs are not convenient, what's wrong with Xia Xia's legs? Is it? You go and help her! Xiaochen!"

The old man spoke as if he was teaching someone a lesson, and before he lost his energy, he patted Lu Muchen again, as if he was extremely disappointing, and she had to teach him a lesson.

Lu Muchen was still holding Lu Baoer in his arms, and was urged by his grandmother to put his daughter down first, but Lu Baoer still hugged his leg and refused to let go, crying clearly: "Dad, I can also play the piano, why must auntie play? Does grandma not like me?"

The four-year-old girl can't speak coherently, especially Mandarin is not good. Now she talks to Lu Muchen in English.

Grandma Lu swept over, and the old man was very unhappy and said: "Good boy, why don't you speak our Jincheng dialect? You can't understand it, it's gibberish. Xiaochen, you have to teach her, we Jincheng people, traditions can't be lost , I don’t even know how to speak the words of my ancestors, I don’t like such children.”

Grandma Lu's speech is very capricious, her capriciousness is even written on her face, and she will say anything.

Sheng Zhixia didn't know what to do anymore, Lu Muchen hugged Lu Baoer aside, and comforted him: "Crystal, don't make trouble. Listen quietly."

In front of his elders, Lu Muchen was a very filial person, obviously he did not love his daughter as usual, he followed grandma's order, walked forward in two steps, picked Sheng Zhixia from the wheelchair, and put him on the piano bench superior.

This sudden intimacy made Sheng Zhixia uncomfortable for a moment, and she didn't even dare to look at Lu Muchen.She has too many flaws today, and if she reveals a little emotional change, she is afraid that she will not be able to hide her identity.

If Lu Muchen really loved her, if Lu Muchen remembered countless details from the past, would he have recognized her?
Even in the process of getting along with him, she tried her best to avoid being similar to Sheng Zhixia, even trying to be different in her handwriting, eating movements, and speech pauses.

At this moment, Sheng Zhixia regretted a little. She shouldn't have played and sung the song "Insects Fly" in the semi-finals.There may be nothing special about many things individually, but when they are all connected together, it is dangerous.

Many clues were woven into a net, which actually caught her firmly.

Sheng Zhixia put her hands on the black and white piano keys, and took a deep breath. She had to calm down, calm down, and not be led by emotions, and not let her heart defense be breached just because of Grandma Lu.

Thinking of this, Sheng Zhixia has already started to play, the keys are up and down, her injured foot is on the pedal, the notes are jumping at the fingertips, the memory seems to return to the long past.

"Ah Lu, what do you think of when you hear this song?" Sheng Zhixia, a girl who was still immature in those years, asked.

Lu Muchen doesn't play the piano very much, he only listens to her play, and makes random comments: "I think of genius pianists, such as our Xia Xia, who play really well."

Grandma Lu was there at the time.When there is a third person, they never call each other by nicknames, only the closest two people have exclusive nicknames.

When she was a girl, she turned her head helplessly to look at Grandma Lu, and said coquettishly: "Grandma, look at Lu, he doesn't understand at all, he talks nonsense. I'm just playing the piano to a cow."

Grandma Lu was in high spirits at the time, with few silver strands in her hair. After listening to her acting like a baby, she smiled and said: "Xiaochen doesn't like these piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings, but he is right. This piece is originally It was composed by a talented Polish girl Badatjewska, and Xia Xia fully played the essence of the piece when she played it. Youth is so beautiful, but so short.”

If a young girl laments the shortness of youth, it seems hypocritical, but it is much more convincing if it is lamented by an old man.

"It's a pity that Badatjewska, a talented girl, passed away unfortunately when she was 24 years old. Most of her works are unknown and have little influence. Only this "Girl's Prayer" has become a world famous song." Grandma Lu Sighing, she laughed again: "It's great, Xia Xia is the best at your age now, carefree, innocent and cute, our little Chen is lucky, Xia Xia is the cutest little girl."

In fact, Shen Yelin was there at the time, and Shen Yelin was only two years younger than Sheng Zhixia, with an unhappy expression on his face: "Grandma, what's so great about being able to play the piano? I'm still the cutest little boy in the world!"

"The cutest little boy", this stalk was laughed at by Sheng Zhixia for several years before, Shen Yelin doesn't know if he remembers it?

As soon as she plays the piano, she forgets herself and wants to make mistakes on purpose, but her fingers don't work. The piano has already been carved into her bone marrow. Just like dancing, there is an instinctive reaction when she touches it.

Sheng Zhixia was quickly immersed in the performance, and a word came to his mind - fate.

The creator of this piece was a young girl pianist who died more than 100 years ago at the age of 24.

And she, Sheng Zhixia, also died on the last day of her 24th birthday.

Is it fate?

After she finished playing a song, the girl's prayers came to an abrupt end. Grandma Lu was the first to applaud: "You are awesome, Xia Xia, you are still so good! Grandma likes listening to Xia Xia playing the piano the most."

Grandma Lu's tone of voice is very similar to that of the past, but there are many differences. It seems that it is difficult to disperse her attention on multiple people, and she can only pay attention to one person at a time.

Sheng Zhixia smiled: "Thank you grandma."

"Your leg is useless?"

Lu Muchen's voice suddenly sounded from above his head.

Sheng Zhixia looked up instinctively, he was standing beside her like a pillar.

It's still so ugly to speak.

Sheng Zhixia put away her sincerity when talking to Grandma Lu, and suddenly opened her arms towards Lu Muchen: "It's useless, I can't move anymore, hug me."