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Chapter 521 Chapter 510 Nine "To Alice and Moonlight."

"Good night."

Looking at Yueyue's transparent figure under the night, Su Mingan closed his eyes.

A sinking feeling came from the bed, and the scene in front of me gradually disappeared.

Before he falls asleep, he always has a premonition corresponding to waking up, which makes him often in a sleep-deprived and fatigued state.

At this moment, this premonition also reminded him...he was about to dream.

Now is a rare period of rest in the dungeon, he relaxes his body and mind, and goes to sleep wholeheartedly.

"Ding dong, dong dong..."

After the sound of insects in his ears gradually faded, he heard a burst of piano sound.

Warm and crisp, like the bright winter sun.

He opened his eyes and saw that his hands were hovering over the black and white keys.

"...Aren't you going back? It's almost dinner time." Before he could speak, he heard his own childish voice.

He is dreaming.

recall dreams.

"My father should still be smashing things at home. If he goes back now, he will beat me." A muffled female voice came from the side: "I will go back when he is finished."

He turned his head and saw a dark-haired girl sitting on a chair.

The sunlight outside the window was shining on her hair, her still young face was round, and a pair of big eyes that looked extraordinarily clear and bright were staring at his black and white stave.

"Are you still playing?" she asked.

"Boom." He looked away.

He couldn't control his body, he could only see his fingers start to move together, and then heard a few crisp sounds of the piano.

He recognized the piece as soon as he heard two notes, it was Beethoven's Bagatelle in A minor.

Of course, it also has a well-known name called "Fur Elise".The speed of this piece is gentle and the fingering is simple, suitable for beginners to play.

"To Alice," he heard his own voice say, "it comes from a story."

The young Yueyue listened quietly and adjusted her sitting posture.

Her two short legs couldn't reach the ground, and they swayed slightly beside the stool legs.

"...A kind girl named Alice asked for help for an old man who was seriously ill. The composer was very moved after hearing her story, so he played a beautiful piece of music for the old man on Christmas Eve," he said.

The sound of the piano flowing like water flows in the room filled with sunlight.

The music entered the second part, his right hand accelerated, and the clear treble sounded suddenly, and the treble was combined with the steady and continuous bass of the left hand, just like the blazing heart beating in the score.

"... Listening to this piece, the old man gradually saw...'the snowy peaks of the Alps, the sea water around Tahiti, seagulls, forests, and the dazzling sunshine'."

His right hand moves upward continuously from slow to fast.The noon light shone on the back of his hand, which was covered with a layer of white luster.

The girl bathed in the light lowered her eyes slightly, and she pulled the collar to prevent the too bright light from revealing the scars under her collar that had been beaten.

In her eyes, only the reflective white keys and the fingers bouncing on the keys remained.

To Alice.

A song suitable for beginners, but she heard it full of emotion.

The bright treble is like the protagonist's fiery emotion, sincere and firm.

The continuous bass is like a burning flame. On Christmas Eve, it is an unquenchable fire that dispels the cold.

Bouncing and bouncing, his fingers stopped slowly.

It seems that all emotions are gradually frozen in the diffuse music.

"...the old man saw such beauty, he no longer felt lonely and pitiful." He said: "He closed his eyes."

The sound of the piano stopped.

He glanced at her.

"Is there anything else you want to listen to?" He said, "That woman is not here today, I can play a few more songs for you."

"I don't know the names of these tunes." She blinked.

"Then... Debussy's Moonlight," he said.

He suddenly jumped from Fur Alice to Moonlight, but he didn't seem to realize the difference in difficulty between the two pieces, and sat down again.

The afternoon light shines on the black and white piano keys.

Everything in front of his eyes seemed to have been kissed by an elf, and the faint flocs floated in the air, like shining stars.

The blue, green and orange bars in the upper left corner are no longer there, and the bullet screen in the live broadcast room in the upper right corner has also disappeared. This is an exceptionally peaceful dream.

It's like nothing happened yet.

The world game is still far away.

In his ears, there will be no various cold system sounds, only the music played for her.

He hit the piano--

"fire."

He suddenly heard the girl turn her head sideways, staring at him with a pair of big clear eyes——

"If we say that the dying old man heard the snow peaks, sea water, forests and seagulls."

"Ming An."

"...In the sound of your piano, I heard fire."

……

"Oh!"

The door flew open suddenly.

Maybe it was kicked open by someone, maybe it was opened by someone with a key, but it doesn't matter, it's just the least important detail of this dream.

The most intuitive thing is that the floating dark figures break into the light, block in front of him, and block the brilliant afternoon sun.

His hands were still hovering over the keys when someone pulled him off.

The piano in front of him was disassembled and moved away.Someone pulled him away from the splendid piano room, and a soothing voice told him——

【Son, your name is Su Mingan, right?】

【We moved the piano first, your father needs the money. 】

……

The picture gradually faded, and the shadows slowly overlapped.

There were small voices in my ears.

These voices, male and female, old and young, seem to be a group of people chatting.

He had heard these voices when he was young.

[ICU (Intensive Care Unit) costs more than 8000 yuan a day, this family can't afford it at all...] ​​This is a male voice.

【This father was obviously brave enough to save a little girl in front of the car and was seriously injured. How could he have no money to treat the injury, and a good man is not rewarded? ] This is the voice of a little nurse.

[Sin, the driver of the truck was a drunkard, hit someone and ran away, fled to the river and fell to his death, the family has no property, no car, no house, no wife, and can't even get a fart.

As for the rescued little girl's family, they were poor and had no money.You say that there is no money now... It's not easy to say anything.Neither the perpetrators nor the rescued can afford half of their life. This human life is now equivalent to money, and it depends on thousands of dollars a day to hang their lives. ] This is a woman's voice.

[Yeah, this is a self-defeating risk. When a man saves someone, he has the awareness and ability to understand what he is doing, and he is also aware of the consequences, so there is only so much compensation, and there is nothing to do if the money is not enough...] said the male voice.

【These days, it’s true that good people don’t get rewarded. To save others, you have to save yourself from death. ] Another male voice said with some emotion.

[Why don't you talk about it?I think this family is also pitiful. Grandma died of cancer a few years ago. Grandpa can’t find anyone. My mother is a well-known person who can play the piano. crazy.

This mental illness, everyone knows that it is expensive and troublesome to treat, and it costs a lot of money to see a doctor... The family is supported by a man alone, and the days are getting worse and worse.Now this man is being carried into the ICU because he saved someone. I'm afraid he won't be able to last long if he sells his property. ] The woman with the loud voice sighed.

[Just now I saw someone selling their piano, the boss of the piano is said to be a world famous brand, tens of thousands of dollars!Let this man survive for a few more days. 】The male voice said.

[The cost of the ICU... Tens of thousands of tens of thousands of people hang their lives, and it's only a few days... If they can't be saved, it will take more than ten days, dozens of days?Then this house was demolished? 】

[It's just suffering the child. ] said the little nurse.

[The kid is also very good at playing the piano. I heard some teachers praised him, but unfortunately the piano has been moved away, and he probably won’t have the money to go to class in the future. Maybe he will become a child without parents and commit crimes. ...]

【Yeah, what kind of person does this father save? He doesn't even think about the children in the family. He is the only pillar of the family. Saving someone has dragged the family down. What will the children do in the future...】

[I have no money... I can't afford the family's money. I spend thousands of dollars a day. I don't know if I can save it...]

【Do your best and obey the destiny. 】

【Ugh……】

【…】

He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

The white light penetrated his eyes and caressed his face.

He opened his eyes, and saw light falling down, an exceptionally clean white bed like angel wings.

The fine flocs in the air slowly floated in front of his eyes, they were the soft feathers scattered by the angels.

Everything is pure white, quilts, bandages, pills, instruments... They together become a gate of heaven, and every trace is extremely dazzling.

He held a hand protruding from the white, and a hand full of protruding blood vessels, which was faintly covered with blue and black.

Needles pierced the big black hand one after another, and the bruises lingered on the stretched back of the hand, which was the trace of excessive water hanging and blood drawing.

Countless tubes were inserted into the body of the man on the bed, they tore through his flesh and blood, penetrated his muscles and bones, surrounding him like a dying hedgehog.

The blue-green lifeline pulled his heartbeat and pulse, like a lifeline struggling with death.

On one side are white-clothed doctors and nurses struggling desperately, and on the other side is the abyss of death.

The man's body has become a battlefield for all kinds of equipment and drugs, and the extremely cruel war unfolds with a steady "tick".

... At that time, the man's body was already hanging.

The man watched him cry, but still coaxed him.Enduring the pain and coaxing him.

【Ming An. 】

【No pain, no pain, just no strength. 】

【You didn't go to school today? No, you have to pay attention to class, you know?】

【Mom is also in the ward, she doesn't want you to be in such pain, don't cry, we all want to see you grow up well. 】

【... Be a good adult, don't resent anything because of your father, you know?】

【Qin, you can continue to practice, you can learn whatever you want, you like to read psychology books, you can also apply for a psychology major, it doesn’t matter if you don’t make money, as long as you are happy...】

【Father just hopes that you, like your name, will be safe and sound, even if you are the most ordinary person. 】

【…】

【...It's dad who's sorry for you. 】

……

the last few days,
The man tossed and turned on the bed in pain, requiring the nurse to strap him in.

He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep well, and started crying out of pain as soon as he opened his eyes. The pain was so painful that his physiological fluid flowed down his face, and his mouth was bitten from the pain.The whole body is skinny, and I feel tired even if I take a breath.

But when Su Mingan came, the man would still endure the pain, smile, and comfort him with the gentlest voice, as if he was the one who was in pain.

A man's life seemed extremely miserable to him.

Even in the end, he still has to be tortured by pain and comfort him with the pain.

But there is much more to a man than illness, which brings joy and relief.

...like his presence.

Even though the result is known, when the result comes, it is still very sad and painful.Having a concern for the world does increase one's motivation in life.But when encountering force majeure, it will only make people leave with regrets.

The man doesn't want him to leave regrets, he wants him to live well.

With an indelible love, work hard, live well without regret.

After that, the man gradually lost his ability to speak.Just looking at him, kept crying.

He held the man's hand and looked at the blue and purple hand like old bark, covered with a layer of white frost.

At this moment, the "didi" sound of the instrument made him think a lot.

...It seems that there is something similar, which is exactly the same as this "didi" sound.

correct.

It was that crisp, sweet treble.

That burst of high notes... can make people see the sea and fire.

……

……

【Oh, I still gave up. ] said the little nurse.

【...No way, the consumption of thousands of thousands, the family's small house can't afford it even if it is sold. ] said the woman.

【Sin, it seems that I can't save people in the future...】

[You can’t say that, who would have thought that both the perpetrator and the rescued family had no money. I didn't want to be a burden, so I gave up. 】

[It's still for the children. 】

【Yes, it was the treatment that the man voluntarily gave up on. 】

[Obviously there is a chance to be rescued after a while, but he himself died, and he wants to keep the money for the child in the future.After all, if it is cured, it will still be disabled, and there will be various diseases...]

[The man is really a good man, it's a pity. 】

【It used to be a good family, but it turned into this...】

【Money, in this world, you really can't live without money... You can't even live without money...】

[This has a great psychological shadow on the child, no one in the family has taught him, and his father died like this, will he become a selfish and indifferent person in the future? 】

【Who knows, no one will guide the child on the right track, and it is the age of shaping the three views, the possibility of becoming a bad child in the future is not small...】

【A man saved someone, but who can save him?】

【…】

……

Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

The white, pure, almost transparent piano under the light reappeared in that room.

Because the man gave up the treatment and no longer paid the follow-up fees, the piano was sent back.

He sat on the piano bench, his fingers slightly bent——

Debussy's moonlight.

He played very slowly, very slowly, the difficulty of this piece was beyond his level, but when he played, he could still feel the sparkling sea surface, the silver swimming fish passing by, and a touch of light in the air. Above the sea, the moonlight is unbearable.

The black-haired girl who was the listener was still sitting on the chair next to her.

Under the starlight at midnight, her floating black hair was blown by the wind, like the blackness kissed by the moonlight.

She listened, listened, and then suddenly said—

"Ming An."

"...I can't hear it, the fire in your piano is gone."

……

"The fire is out."

……

He opened his eyes.

The familiar three strips of blue, green and orange hung in the upper left corner of his field of vision, and the morning light slowly poured into the house, illuminating the wooden house brightly.

He rubbed his eyes, and Yueyue, who was floating beside him, turned his head.

"Wake up? Good morning," she said.

"Morning," he said.

Today's dungeon opens for the eighth day, the succession ceremony of the young patriarch.

This is a crucial time point, he must participate in this plot and obtain the authority of Feng Chang's black python.

His vision was still a little fuzzy, the colorful mottled iridescent light in the sky sprinkled into his eyes, and a moist and slight tingling sensation lingered on his body.

He pushed open the door of the room, but unexpectedly heard a voice.

"...Brother?"

(End of this chapter)