Chapter 3251
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What entered her eyes was his back as he sat in front of the window and played the piano. The light and shadow fell on his body, casting a long shadow behind him, as tall and straight as his sitting posture.
Every note under his fingertips was so smooth and moving.
This was something he had practiced over and over again when she was unaware of it, rehearsing it over and over again.
This was not what surprised Jiang Yao the most. The biggest surprise was in front of her, beside him, and in every corner of the living room.
The lights in the living room were not turned on. Candles were lit from the door, to the windowsill, to his piano, to the ground, to the table.
In front of these candles, glass bottles containing paper cranes were hung in every corner of the room. The candlelight swayed gently in the wind. The candlelight reflected on the glass bottles, depicting the appearance and color of each flame on the glass bottles, making the glass bottles emit a warm yellow light.
The light reflected from the glass bottles was like starlight.
The black night was the starry sky here.
Jiang Yao did not know how to feel about how beautiful this place had become. It was so beautiful that it was like a dream in a fairy tale. It was so beautiful that she almost did not dare to look at it.
If the wind blew in from the window, the candlelight in the room would be weak. However, the glass bottles hanging in the room would gently collide like wind chimes, making crisp and pleasant sounds.
These sounds were like the accompaniment of his piano. Although there was no order, it was still pleasant to listen to.
Jiang Yao sat there and did not dare to move. She was afraid that the slightest movement would destroy the beauty of the scene in front of her.
She sat there quietly, quietly listening to him play the piano. Her eyes were slightly red as she looked at every bottle in the room.
She recognized these bottles. They were all the bottles thrown out of the sea on the island when she was caught by Zhuang Chengshan.
More than four hundred. It seemed that all of them were here.
Jiang Yao remembered that not long ago, Lu Xingzhi had casually asked her if she still remembered how many bottles were thrown out of the island.
She said that she remembered. It turned out that she was not the only one who remembered. He also remembered.
More than four minutes later, the song Starry Sky ended.
Jiang Yao was still immersed in the music and was unable to extricate herself. She was even more immersed in the scene of him playing the piano.
Lu Xingzhi's fingertips slowly lifted from the piano keys. He sat in front of the piano and slowly turned to look at the person on the sofa. Only then did he realize that Jiang Yao's eyes were already red.
"Yaoyao, sometimes, you really have to let yourself suddenly lose something, only then will you understand what you have missed." Lu Xingzhi looked at Jiang Yao. "At that time, I thought you were dead. I hugged your ashes and was in so much pain that I wished I was dead. It was also at that time that I suddenly realized that you and I still have a lot of things to do. There are still a lot of things that I want to do for you that I haven't started."
Lu Xingzhi sighed softly. "In the past, I always thought that we had a lifetime. We still had a long time to spend together. We could slowly do the things that we wanted to do one by one. Later, I realized that sometimes, a lifetime can be as short as a snap of a finger. So, I want to do what I want to do the most without holding back."
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