The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 457 474: Just thinking of you will make you sad (6)

He didn't move very coherently and tried the pitch on it. He tried it with his left hand, and the sound of the piano poured out from between his fingers.

The not-so-luxury notes kept beating, a little disorganized.

Song Manxi stood on the spot and looked at him, clearly aware of the disharmony between these piano sounds, but he only used his left hand, and she didn't know why he did it for the time being, but she always felt that there was something in his words.

Song Manxi took a few steps forward belatedly, her voice a little hoarse: "Brother Jun Xiao, do you want to play the piano? Here?"

Jun Xiao stopped tuning his voice with his left hand and didn't answer, his broken hair covered his side face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

The person sitting upright, with his hands straight on the keys, the wind outside was blowing the gauze curtain, and the sun was shining on his body. The picture was as beautiful as an oil painting.

And she prefers to indulge in such a beautiful picture.

Song Manxi choked, and pulled out a flattering smile: "You haven't talked about piano for a long time. I haven't asked you for fear that you will feel uncomfortable. Now I can ask you why you chose to quit the music scene?"

Jun Xiao gritted his teeth, felt a little tense, lowered his head, still did not answer, but took out his right hand from the windbreaker pocket.

Two hands that seemed to be coated with oil and wax were placed on the piano keys, as if they really wanted to play the piano here.

Song Manxi was puzzled, she didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to play the piano, but she had a premonition that what he was going to do next would make her very sad.

A sound of "ding" broke the long silence. At first, Jun Xiao just pressed a note with the middle finger of his left hand.

After a pause, his ten fingers, which had been envied by God, danced on the keys, but their movements were unusually weird.

The music that poured out was slowly intertwined, and it was even more chaotic, as if someone had knocked a big bell and drum dully.

Just at the beginning of the score, Jun Xiao's right hand trembled uncontrollably, and the watch specially used to cover it emitted a dazzling light.

Song Manxi only felt that her heart was empty and her mind was empty. Before she could figure out what was going on, her eyes began to turn red.

There was nothing wrong with the notes he played, and the speed of the left hand was not bad, but she had studied the piano seriously for him, and she also learned the music score for him.

So she could hear that although the right hand was trying its best to cooperate with the left hand, the tune played by the right hand could not keep up with the left hand.

And her thoughts didn't last long, when she raised her eyes, she saw his slightly trembling right hand that was still beating on the keyboard.

It turned out to be his right hand, and it turned out that there was something wrong with his right hand, so he chose to retreat bravely at the peak of his life.

In fact, that's what others say. He chose the time of his withdrawal very well. In this way, it adds mystery to his legend, and only regrets can make more people remember him deeply.

She always thought so, but just today, just now, she realized that it wasn't that he didn't want to play, but that his "God's jealous hands" had already existed in name only.

Confused by this thought, Song Manxi bit her lower lip, feeling bitter in her mouth, and a tear slipped from the side of her face and fell to the ground.

Jun Xiao didn't force himself to play, but just slid across each key slowly.

Every note echoed in this not-so-large confined space.

　2! ! !I was so tired. I had a headache all night yesterday, and I couldn't sleep well. Then I went back to sleep and woke up at [-] o'clock in the evening. I was even more tired! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)