The Golden Age: Colotia I

Olivier wakes up in the hospital.

He was in a trance for a while, then turned his head and looked around, it was pure white, this is the hospital.

His mind finally turned the corner, and the pain on his body gradually returned with the recovery of consciousness.

Scenes flashed through his mind, and then he raised his hand and looked at them carefully.

It couldn't be called "hands" anymore, he thought with some interest, maybe "two perfectly bound bear paws" would be better.

As if the two hands were not on his body, he lifted them up and observed.

"It's a dream," he thought.

Then he laughed dumbfounded, self-deception is not Olivier's style, he told himself mockingly, accept the reality.

Fortunately, Mulla didn't see this scene, and he felt a little lucky now, otherwise, there would be one more person suffering.

A soft voice came from outside the door, it was Ke Luosi.

"...doctor," her voice was soft, but filled with endless gloom, "is his hand... all right?"

"It's okay, as long as you don't often use this hand to do physical work." The doctor was talking.

"Ah..." Ke Luosi's voice was full of surprise, "Then... can I continue to play the piano in the future?" She asked eagerly, and added, "I mean the piano and the lute? of."

"...I'm sorry." The doctor's voice was full of regret.

There was a "bang", as if something had fallen to the ground, and the messy sound of clothes rubbing against the ground was mixed with the slight sound of shoe soles rubbing against the ground.

"...if he wants to play the piano like he used to, it will be very difficult." The doctor was flipping through something. "You know, Mr. Langheim's hand is badly injured, and the only thing he can do now is use it." Come to write, those musical instruments you mentioned earlier, I am afraid that even if he can play them, it is absolutely impossible for him to reach the previous level."

Ke Luosi has not spoken.

"...You know, playing those musical instruments requires the dexterity and strength of the fingers, and his hands can no longer do so." The doctor's voice was full of regret, with a cold and cruel calmness and objectivity like a blade.

"...Please calm down!"

Not knowing what happened to Kolos, Olivier found strangely that after hearing what the doctor said, he didn't even feel the slightest touch.

His heart was like a pool of stagnant water, quiet but also lacking in vitality.Olivier raised his hand again. He felt that a part of himself had been forcibly stripped from his body with the death of his hands.

The door of the ward rang softly, and Koloss walked in. Her light purple hair was slightly messy, and under the sunlight coming in from the window, it seemed to be covered with a light golden veil.Her face was a little pale, her eye circles were a little red, and there were heavy shadows. She deliberately put on some powder to cover it up, but she couldn't hide her haggard look.

When Olivier looked at Ke Luosi, Ke Luosi also observed him carefully.He's changed, she thought, though there's still that lingering smile on his lips.His blond hair was dimmed, and on the snow-white background board of the ward, that handsome face revealed a thrilling bleakness, but this made his handsomeness even more like that of the sun god, cruel and sharp.

She suddenly felt short of words and didn't know what to say. She pursed her dry lips, and she tried to pull a smile on her face, but Olivier raised his hand first, and he wrapped it in layers of gauze and The bandaged hand gently waved towards Koloss: "Is my new image okay? What do you think?"

Ke Luosi felt that she could no longer support that forced smile. She turned her head and tried not to let the tears flow: "... as always." She replied with a slightly trembling voice and a smile.

However, Olivier stopped talking, and Kolos didn't dare to look at him, so she went to the window and opened it a little further: "...look how beautiful it is outside." She said, she was afraid of this silence, It made her feel like she was facing an Olivier who was getting further and further away from her.

It seems like a century has passed.

"...Kolos!" She heard Olivier calling her softly, "My dear!" His voice was low, as if it came from the bottom of his heart, calling out with his whole soul.

Kolos turned around abruptly, rushed straight to Olivier, and hugged him, no longer caring about the queen's due etiquette and reserve, her voice choked up: "Olivier..." She said softly and sadly Rubbing his hair, she didn't know what to say, "You will always be my dearest Olivier." She could only think of this sentence. At this time, no matter how beautiful the language was, she felt that it could not make up for it. Olivier's inner pain.

Olivier hugged her back: "I'm so sorry to make you worry..." He kissed her hair, "Don't cry, why do you look sadder than me? Don't worry, my genius musician Olivier can't Playing the piano again, the artist's sensitivity and inspiration are endless."

Ke Luosi lowered her head and buried her head deeply in his arms. She knew that he was comforting her, but he really thought so. His genius decisiveness, no, it can even be said to be cruel, not only aimed at the outside world Things are also aimed at one's own heart.

Because of this, she was even more sad.She knew better than anyone else how harmoniously this man's aggressive and decisive inside and his handsome and elegant appearance blended together.Just because he is so cruel to herself, she loves him even more.

"Don't cry, don't cry, you are the queen." Olivier patted her on the back, "My good boy, come on, wipe your face clean," he handed her a handkerchief, and Kolos choked up and wiped it on her face Just wiped it a few times.

"If you don't dislike my piano sound, I will often play it to you in the future." Olivier smiled and stared into her eyes.

"Oh, don't say that about Olivier," Kloss laughed through tears, "You know, you have always been our Apollo, surrounded by nine muses at any time."

"So now let's get down to business."

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