Red Alert Ship Mother

This chapter recommends a soundtrack "Sonatano.14inc-Sharpminor, Op.27No.2" Moonlight ": III.PRESTOAGITATO (Monthly Sonata: Third Music)" and "Preludeineminorforpiano, OP.28, No.41839 (e-tuning Piano Prequel)"

Note: The scribe is divided into the boundary, or the above is "Moonlight Sonata: Third Music" section, the following is the "E-Motor Piano Prequel" section.

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With the end of the first movement, the cold is relaxing, she looks to Cheng Jie.

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Cheng Jie low, long-lost old face is red.

After all, the scene just touched him for a long time, I have never accelerated the feeling of acceleration.

Everything in the drawing is so harmonious, as if they are two world people, and the cold martial arts belongs to the picture.

He looked up and has forgotten what he wants to ask.

Cheng Jie has never thought about it, he will be aimed at people other than Li Bing, and more people before the face are actually the category of artificent.

Thousands of words are finalized, "Tomorrow, it is Li Bing's sacrifice, we will start early."

But, the heart is the heart, and my feelings will not deceive themselves.

Cold Wu nodded.

"That, I will go first ...", Cheng Jie turned away.

Just when his hand touched the door, he came to the voice of Hanwu behind him.

and many more

He looked back to her.

In the doubts of Cheng Jie, the cold is low, and the hands are put on the piano, deep sucking.

The first syllable was dropped, and the "Moonlight Sonata: Third Music" kicked off.

This song, in a long time ago, long-lasting war has not erupted, was ridiculed for an angry that was being smashed.

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When "violent", people are anxious, but the tide of the tide is like the waves.

Full of power, anger and the firm will, then will hear the will of listeners.

It can be said that the cold in this time, her piano is only in order to vent their expectations and the dissatisfaction with the plunt.

...... Sometimes, it is really strange to artistic concert, such as now.

In the face of such a booming syllable, Cheng Jie naturally felt, he immersed, let himself break itself with emotions from Hanwu.

Cheng Jie is complicated. In the past, when Han Wu had no feelings, he hoped that one day, he could see the eruption from the inner emotions.

Now, this day is really coming, and the cold martial arts that no longer hidden is finally part of each other has become part of the life of the two, expressing this way in this way in this way.

All this is from she has this body, when thinking and emotions are bound by the computer, or when they get rid of the number of numbers, everything in front of the cold is changed.

The only advantage of losing God's perspective is to be more close to life.

She contacted, she touched, she didn't intend to feel the feelings.

She as a person's consciousness and emotion don't know unconsciously.

Yes ... What is it? Is the appearance? Is it gene? then what?

When Han Wu began to think about people, it naturally became a copy of it, because only thinking is called people.

It is about a few months ago, I started thinking about a problem.

If you leave Cheng Jie, what will you do?

It is also from this question, she realizes something.

But I only learned that I have a cold of my own heart, I will not express it, she knows that these things are unable to pass in language.

After that, she pays attention to the musical instrument. It doesn't need a language. I can listen to the emotions, so I will rely on my own advantages that you don't need sleep and eating, and don't worry almost crazy practice.

There is also this scene today.

Looking at the expression of the girl's work in the moonlight, the fingertips flying on the piano, as if dances for a while.

The sweat drops from the forehead, dripping on the piano, and the cold martial arts did not care, she carefully, only their own heart is conveyed to Cheng Jiena.

With the jump of the notes, Cheng Jie finally pushed by a wave of like a substantive emotional waves, he took a step forward, went to the side of the cold, and looked quietly.

His hearts have an answer, now he is waiting to respond in the same way.

Her face is quiet and elegant, and the body is tight.

She is not willing to make her feelings so much, she wants to write them in each of this syllable.

However, the longer music is also terminated.

6 minutes and thirty five seconds, the last syllable popped up, the harvest is extremely powerful.

Her arms are hanging down and exhale thereon in the chest.

Next to Cheng Jie's applause.

"Han Wu ... can I borrow your piano?"

Cold Wu nodded, get up and let it open.

Cheng Jie walked forward and gently touch her hair, then turned to sit on the piano.

Toned the adjustment, he looked at the cold military stood behind him, showing a smile.

Turning his head, he turned out the memory in his mind, looking for a song that can express his meaning over again.

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... After a long time, Cheng Jie slowly closed his eyes, quiet and sad music.

In the music, he is eager to do ... but it is unable to get it, his left hand holds tightly, but the right hand has been released.

... He seems to seek comfort, but it is deeply involved in the pain that cannot be recovered in the past.

In the time of leaving, he missed a lot, he killed his dialogue, he missed the entire life of Ying Ying.

Norry nights, he dreamed that he returned to a long time, it was still in the earth, he didn't go out, he looked at Ying Great.

As a long time, he didn't get down the dead orders, and I didn't harm myself again.

But I missed it, I missed it, with this burden, he gradually embarked on the road she had never thought.

I can't remember, how many people are dead, those who bury their hometown, those angels who are full of copying because of their political positions.

There are also those who have left the base because they may have never been able to think of the base. The events that the whole staff will die, and for most people, they are just a unfamiliar that they don't know. People have stopped.

Today, this song is given to him, and it is also goodbye to them.

Thanks to everything you brought to him, whether it is suffering or peace.

In short ... Thank you.

The movement entered an end, and a few drops of tears were not controlled smoothly.

...... Finally ... everything is calm.

He got up and felt the humidity of the eye.

He pinched them tightly and wiped these drops.

Look at the virtual moon outside, he nodded slightly, said in the mouth, "Goodbye ..."

Turning around, giving him a new life.

Cheng Jie turned around, went to the side of the cold, took her hand.

Looking at the time, he said, "Let's go, the next day, we will go early, after winning, you have to go to the camp of the strain ..."

Hanwu saw the hand held by him, and there is some hair in the head.

She nodded, [Well]

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