quadruple sleep

Chapter 270 It’s all your fault

Hang Si couldn't control himself.

This was the first time that she had been so desperate and crazy but couldn't control herself. The sound of the violin was nothing at first when it penetrated the ear, but soon it was like a knife entering the ear, and the pain traveled down the ear canal and reached the brain.

She saw Lu Nanshen's hand, with distinct joints, controlling her hand to adjust the sound slowly and quickly. But soon the hand in front of him changed. Blood flowed down the pale fingers, staining the gaps between the fingers. There was a noisy sound in his ears, followed by a loud bang. Hang Si felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and his ears were squeaking. There was a sound, and then there was a blank.

It was like falling into a silent world, but she could surprisingly hear sounds, quarrels, and the uncoordinated sound of violins from time to time. There was a picture in front of her, as if embedded in a broken mirror. One of the pictures was enlarged in front of her. A man and a woman were arguing fiercely. The ground was a mess. She was huddled in her room, even if Even with the door closed, one could still hear the vicious quarrels.

She held the violin tightly, but was very careful not to let it make any sound. What I am thinking is, calm down, calm down...

Another picture broke into Hang Si's eyes. She was in a dark room, and everything was quiet. She played the violin slowly, and the melodious music enveloped her. She greedily enjoyed the comfort and quietness.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of a key opening the door. Her hand shook and she stopped playing the violin. Soon the disheveled woman carried her over and asked her, "Why are you playing the violin?" Do you still want to make music like us? And finally? Are you looking for a man as useless as your father to spend your whole life? Are you going to ruin your dream with your own hands as a procrastinator? The thing I regret most in my life is marrying your father and having you! Why should I have burdens like you?
Then I would hold her and cry, apologizing to her. I don’t want to hurt you by saying these words, but my life has been ruined and I don’t know what to do.

Then there were endless arguments, throwing things and even getting into fights.

Another image came into her eyes. Late at night, the woman walked to her room, touched her head, and said in a choked voice, I'm leaving.

The woman got into the car and left without looking back, not even taking her usual violin. She cried, with unspeakable fear in her heart, and stumbled after the woman's violin while chasing her. In her heart, the violin was the most important thing for a woman, so she didn't want it anymore?
The last scene was of her sitting in the car, with the violin on the seat beside her, and the man driving the car very fast, almost crazy.

Then came the scene of the car crash. From that day on, her ears could only hear nothing for a long time.

When Hang Si started smashing the violin like crazy, Lu Nanshen didn't stop him, he just let her smash it and yell hysterically. Jiang Yu, who was outside the door, was really shocked when he saw what was going on behind the scenes. When he saw Lu Nanshen standing there motionless, he thought he had been frightened. Without saying a word, he pushed the door open and rushed in.

But Lu Nan shouted deeply, "Don't come in."

But it was too late. Jiang Yu's feet were as fast as his hands. When Lu Nan let out a deep drink, he had already opened the door and stepped in. Hang Si, who was going crazy, suddenly turned his head when he heard the noise. Jiang Yu was trembling with excitement the moment his eyes met hers.

What kind of gaze was that? It was mad and hateful. When it was staring at the door, it was like two knives. Even from a distance, Jiang Yu could clearly feel the sharpness. Suddenly, there was only one thought in his mind: How scary! As soon as the idea came up, Hang Si rushed over. This time it was Jiang Yu's turn to be unable to move. His brain was reminding him to quickly exit and close the door, but his heels felt like they were nailed on and his eyes were staring at the boss.

Seeing that her fingers were about to touch him, Lu Nan, with quick eyes and quick hands, stepped forward and grabbed her back, thus avoiding Jiang Yu's face being scratched to pieces by Hang Si.

"Get out!" Lu Nanshen ordered loudly.

As if his acupuncture points were relieved, Jiang Yu could move, then turned around and ran away. Hang Si wanted to chase, but was unable to do so because Lu Nanshen's waist was tight, so she turned her target to Lu Nanshen.

Raising his hands to hit him, push him, and grab him, he roared at the top of his lungs, "Why are you forcing me? Are you happy to see others in pain?"

Lu Nanshen allowed her to act rudely, but he refused to let go and kept hugging her. Hang Si's arresting force was very strong, and soon Lu Nanshen's neck was scratched several times, making it bleed. Hang Si kept crying, "I can't... I can't do anything. I'm just a loser. I can't hold or play the violin!"

With red eyes and an irrational beast, he shouted at Lu Nanshen again, "Why do you want me to pick up the violin? Why! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

Lu Nanshen saw the vulnerability and helplessness behind her tearful and angry eyes, and his heart ached for a moment. He still didn't say anything, but hugged her tightly. No matter how hard she struggled, he still held her motionless, preventing her from breaking away from his arms.

In this way, until Hang Si's frantic mood eased, Lu Nanshen's grip on her relaxed slightly, and he raised his hand to gently stroke her back, comforting her step by step. Hang Si didn't cry or make a fuss anymore, but her whole body was like a lamp burning out. She murmured, "I can't do it, I can't do it at all..."

"Hanghang, you can do it, you have to believe me." Lu Nanshen comforted softly, "You are just too anxious, that's all. So what you have to do now is slow down and follow my rhythm."

Hang Si shook his head in his arms, feeling very sad, "I shouldn't play the violin, and I shouldn't live in this world. I have no value at all in their eyes." Xu exhausted all his strength from venting just now, For a moment, her whole body went limp.

Seeing this, Lu Nanshen hugged her back to the sofa. She leaned there, her face flushed with excitement, but her lips were very pale. She looked at the fragments of sunlight outside the window, as if looking through the sunlight to a place far, far away, far enough to go back to her unbearable past.

"That night, my mother sat on the edge of my bed and raised her hand to touch me. She rarely touched me so gently. I wasn't actually asleep at the time, but I didn't want to open my eyes. I liked her hands, they were so gentle. Just like when you play the violin.”

Hang Si's voice was choked when he said these words. These words were meant for Lu Nanshen to hear, but it was as if she was saying them to her now.