After transmigrating into Ke Xue's world, I became a gin wife

Chapter 20
Lin Yi entered the villa, and she saw another little girl who was seriously practicing the piano.She played very well, but not as good as his uncle.And tonight I came to listen to his uncle's last song.

At this time, the little girl approached me naively, winking at his uncle while saying witty words.His uncle explained to her helplessly, which made the little girl let go of her curiosity and exploration of me.Then began to concentrate on rehearsing for the evening performance.

Until dusk fell, I stood by the window and saw Conan and Mori Kogoro and his group.It just occurred to me that this seems to be an important plot as well.But, in fact, these plots will not have any impact on me, on tonight's performance.They are just the guests and audience tonight, not the protagonists.

As soon as I went upstairs, Kogoro Mori, who saw Lin Yi, and his group were surprised when they saw me.

"Sister Lin Yi, why are you here?" Conan asked curiously.

"Haga asked me to come, he invited me to enjoy tonight's performance." This is not a question that cannot be answered.

After dealing with these guys in front of me, I found a corner by myself, flipped through the book, propped my cheek with one hand, and flipped through the contents of the book with the other.It was as if a deep gap had been opened with the people in front of him.I heard the suspicious voices of Mori Kogoro and his group, the dissatisfaction of Shitura's people, Haga's consolation, and even Conan jumped up in front of me, trying to get my attention, but I didn't give them a single look .

Gradually, they seemed to have forgotten me, and they were talking casually about what happened 30 years ago, relatives who died one after another, until I mentioned the curse of the violin, I looked up, not looking at people, But that piano.

That violin has been around for more than 300 years and has gone through countless owners. Kyousuke Haga is his current owner.That's right, although this violin is now in Shitura's house, its owner is Haga Kosuke. 300 years of time, the influence of countless musicians, is enough for a piano to produce a trace of spirituality, but only a trace of it.It senses that the Shitura family has blood close to Haga, so the Shitura family can play it at home.But people other than the owner are not allowed to pull it up in public.So, every time a Shitakuya wants to take it out for a public performance, various situations arise.This is probably the musician's proud spiritual will accumulated in that piano.

I don't allow people I don't recognize to play inferior tunes on the stage I'm proud of.

This is probably the reason why this piano recognizes Haga as its master.

Because just after Haga killed Genzaburo and set fire to the house, I went into the annex with them. In front of the flames soaring into the sky, I saw Haga pouring water all over himself. Before rushing into the flames to save Mrs. Ayane, Facing Mori Kogoro and his group, he actually looked at me and said with a smile: "I have this personality." I don't allow any flaws in my performance.

I seemed to see the immature young man I met when I was collecting and painting on the streets of Paris 12 years ago.On the surface, he is gentle and elegant, but when he plays, he is extremely serious and proud.

During that month, I was painting in various places in Paris, and he was with me, playing the violin beside me.It's obvious that there is very little communication between us, and it's obvious that my attitude towards him is extremely indifferent, even turning a blind eye to him, but he still follows me relentlessly.

I don't even know which street in Paris I will be on the next day, but he still finds me.Even sometimes, when he came over, it was almost dark, but he still chose to play a song at the place where I was painting, even though I ignored him, packed up my things and left.

It wasn't until the last day that I took the initiative to say the first sentence to him, but told him that I was leaving and don't follow me.He was silent for a long time, but he still said to me as gently and politely as he did for the first time: "I see in you a soul similar to mine, the same loneliness, the same genius and pride. I am with you as if I were with you. The me in the past. But, it’s still different, you don’t need me, and you don’t need my company, at least not my company.”

That's why I think that human beings are really strange creatures, always looking for their own shadows in others, but unwilling to face themselves.

In the end, I drew him a painting as payment for playing music for me for a few days, although I didn't ask him to do it, but I think his music deserves this payment.

There was no figure in that painting, but he smiled happily after seeing it. He said that he saw the music flowing, he saw his soul flying, he saw it. . . .The happiness and warmth of embracing with his family in the past was a dream he would never see again.

He said it was the best gift he ever received after his parents passed away.

"It's fine if you like it." I said coldly.

I packed my things and was ready to leave for my next trip.

His voice came from behind him again, and he said, "If we can meet again, I want to play a song for you."

"If we can meet again, yes. As a reward, I will weave another dream for you." I remember saying that at the time.

As a result, this encounter did not materialize until ten years later.

He recognized me at a glance, but it took me a long time to recall this strange young man from my memory.

The first thing I said when I saw me was: "Is the agreement in the past still valid?"

I nodded.

But this time, what he wanted was no longer a painting.He wanted a real dream, a dream that would sink him into it and never wake up.He is more tired of this world than he was back then, and he no longer has any nostalgia for this world.The current him is only supported by the last bit of obsession.

He said that he wanted to exchange the last song he played in this world for the fantasy dream I wove for him.

I don't know why he was so sure that I could do it, just like I never knew why he chose to follow me after only meeting me once.That's why I think human beings are really amazing creatures.

But I went with it, even though the show was going to be long before I could appreciate his ending.Probably, the human soul will always arouse my curiosity.

(End of this chapter)