Scholar Amber, See

: The Person Approved by the Gods

“Am I the first person who can play the harp of the sky?”

After saying these words in disbelief, Amber immediately couldn’t help complaining in his heart,

【Lovely. 】

[Really love it. 】

[Little girl, what can she do! 】

[If you really like me so much, why can’t you even give up a God’s Eye? 】

Then she took the violin from the sky, and stretched out her hand to pluck the strings.

Amidst the vibrating mint-colored strings, an extremely pure piano sound immediately spread out.

Feeling the almost seamless connection between the Sky Qin and Gao Tian’s musical instrument, and the feeling of being penetrated by some kind of foreign object in his heart, Amber still couldn’t help frowning.

But this time, she didn’t drop the qin of the sky immediately, but after a short pause, she casually popped up a section of “Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss”.

Sure enough, compared to the meaningless notes at the beginning, the clear tune in my heart can better display the power of the qin of the sky.

It’s like using a keyword search in a huge database.

Just now, all the memories related to “Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss” that he had seen in Amber’s mind clearly emerged.

Various variants of the melody reverberated in her mind, not only did she not feel confused, but on the contrary, she had a kind of ease and freehand brushwork for the next performance.

But at the same time, his “absolute pitch” seemed to have risen to a higher level, and Amber soon discovered some less harmonious rhythms.

So, feeling a little dissatisfied with other people’s melodies in her memory, she subconsciously wanted to find a more harmonious rhythm.

And as soon as such an idea appeared, the power to dig into the heart spread along the various relevant information just “retrieved”…

If it continues, Amber believes that he will definitely be able to find a melody that satisfies him in a flash of inspiration.

But sure enough, this feeling of being invaded is still too bad.

So soon, she put the harp of the sky back on the holy cabinet.

“yes.”

Seeing Amber come back to her senses, Sister Wei Na nodded affirmatively.

“Although the review is very strict, there have always been not a few troubadours who can try to play the zither of the sky.”

“But none of them can pluck the strings.”

“So slowly, the saying [The qin of the sky is a god’s instrument, and ordinary people are not qualified to play it at all.] spread.”

Then she looked at Amber,

“Although at the beginning, I did look forward to you.”

“But in my heart, I still don’t really believe that you can play the harp of the sky.”

The voice paused slightly, and Sister Wei Na, who was in a prayer posture, said affirmatively in a gentle voice,

“Amber, there is no doubt that you are a person recognized by the gods.”

“…”

Amber was silent.

Under Sister Wei Na’s seriousness, she neither accepted nor denied this sentence.

It was only after a while that he said in a pleading tone,

“Sister Wei Na, besides [Scholar], please don’t add any prefixes in front of my name.”

“Praise me too high, it will only make me lonely.”

Then Amber walked over and hugged this nun who was like a mother and had been taking care of her for the past few years.

Burying her face in the other’s chest, she whispered,

“The place I want to stay is here.”

This is not the usual trick or acting, but the truth.

Because Amber felt that if she didn’t do something at this time, she might lose her sister Wei Na.

Amber didn’t want that.

So, she confided her heart without hesitation.

“Whether it’s a mentor, orSaintess, or a person recognized by the gods, it doesn’t make much sense to me. ”

“From beginning to end, I am just Amber.”

“I like Yula, I like Barbara, I like Noelle, I like Fischel, and I like Sister Weina.”

“For you, I am willing to do even the most troublesome things.”

“And this is my original intention, the fundamental reason why I want to take action.”

Sending away his hands, Amber raised his head with moist eyes, and begged,

“Please look at me carefully.”

“Look carefully at Amber.”

“Please don’t, push me away.”

“…”

Sister Wei Na was stunned. Her calm and gentle eyes disappeared, and consternation was evident on her face.

Soon, Sister Wei Na leaned over and hugged Amber into her arms.

“Sorry, Amber, I was wrong.”

“Sorry……”

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Because it was already very late, Amber didn’t go home and stayed directly in the church.

After taking a simple shower, she sat on the sofa and picked up the simple harp while waiting for her hair to dry naturally.

Yes, the Sky Qin was brought out by Amber from the church.

But now, the problem is not this.

It was the first time for her to understand her inner thoughts so clearly.

Normally, Amber would have found something wrong with Sister Wei Na’s attitude, and would definitely think of other ways.

Instead of using the effective but silly method of directly revealing the sincerity to persuade him to stay.

Because, it’s so fucking embarrassing!

Even thinking about it now, her cheeks are still a little hot.

【Fever? 】

【etc……】

[Let me take a look at how blushing I am. 】

So, feeling a little strangely curious, Amber put down the qin of the sky, temporarily interrupted the thinking in his mind, and came to the mirror.

The chestnut hair, which seemed to be a little damp, spread out behind her, making her already petite and slender body look even thinner.

Coupled with the baggy pajamas, and the faint blush on his face…

[emmm…]

[I’m so thin (shou)! 】

After complaining to himself directly in his heart, Amber patted his cheek vigorously.

It was an excuse for the blush on his face.

Then she walked back, sat on the sofa again, continued the thought that was interrupted before,

[So, is that the influence of the zither from the sky? 】

Amber held the qin of the sky in his hand, then threw it up and caught it again.

After playing this way for a few rounds, she said,

“I always feel that instead of calling you the qin of the sky, you might as well be called the qin of the heart.”

Then he sighed,

“Well, music from the heart is the most touching.”

“But how can a mortal be like the wind god Barbatos, with a heart like a breeze, invisible and formless, and carefree?”

“Because there is too much ugliness and darkness in the human heart, so we use language and decorate with words in our communication.”

“But forget it!”

Catching the zither from the sky, Amber showed a smile on his face,

“I thought of a good way to entertain you.”

ps: Thank you [anchor Feim] for the two soap encouragements, I will try to see if I can double-up tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

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