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When watching the first moment, Xia Shi found that the woman on the video looked like his mother Cui Ling when she was young.

When she was young, she particularly admired Cui Ling and often secretly watched videos of Cui Ling dancing on stage when she was young over and over again.

Cui Ling also made his debut in ballet when he was young.

"BOSS, have you finished reading? How do you feel?"

Xia Shi came back to his senses and thought that it was just the similarities between people.

"It's good, but I want to wait and see."

"Okay, then I'll keep their contact information first."

"Ah."

Xia Shi hung up the phone.

She didn't dare watch that video again.

Because as soon as she opened it, she saw in front of her the scene of Cui Ling mocking her when she was a child.

"How can you dance as a deaf person? Can you hear the beat clearly? Can you keep up with the rhythm? Don't embarrass me."

Although Xia Shi also stood on the stage later.

She won numerous awards at that time, but Cui Ling never praised her for it.

"What's the point of working so hard? Some things can't be achieved without hard work, do you understand?"

Cui Ling looked at her with disdain: "People like you who are born with disabilities should do what disabled people do. Don't dream of reaching the sky in one step. You are not worthy of dancing at all."

Despite Cui Ling's repeated pressure, Xia Shi did not give up dancing.

Until one time, when she went to a dance competition, her hearing aid was taken away by someone during a break.

That time, as a young girl, she could only hear the noisy sounds and could not hear the music clearly. She made many mistakes in the national competition and was eliminated.

After returning home, Cui Ling cut off her dance clothes in front of her and threw her dance shoes into the trash can.

"You don't have to learn to dance anymore. If I see you dancing again, I will break your legs."

Xia Shi thought about everything that had happened in the past, curled up and hugged himself, his body trembling slightly.

She had some pain when she was a child, and she was afraid that it would never recover in her lifetime...

In the music room, Xia Shi was immersed in the repeated blows from Cui Ling in the past, and did not notice a figure walking in.

"Hour."

The familiar voice brought Xia Shi back to the present from the past, and she turned her head to look at Lu Nanchen.

"How did you come?"

The woman's voice had a hint of muteness.

Lu Nanchen's hearing had become particularly sensitive since he lost his sight. He came to Xia Shi and wanted to reach out and hug her, but was afraid that she would refuse.

So he groped to the side of the piano and sat down. Under Xia Shi's strange eyes, he placed his slender hands on the black and white keys.

Although he had no memory, his body's instinct allowed him to quickly play a soft tune.

Xia Shi looked at him blankly: "Can you play the piano?"

In the past, Lu Nanchen said that she made a lot of noise playing the piano, and she always thought that he couldn't play the piano.

After the song ended, Lu Nanchen stopped and said, "I'm not very good at it."

He continued to play other songs, and Xia Shi discovered that he was playing a new song he had written recently.

He just listened to it occasionally and wrote it down.

While Lu Nanchen was playing, he also pointed out what Xia Shi thought was wrong.

"I think this should be changed."

He changed it, and Xia Shi found out that there was no problem.

At this moment, Xia Shi couldn't help but change her view of him.

Some people rely on heaven for their livelihood, but Lu Nanchen really relies on himself.

Xia Shi immediately rewritten the corrections.

Before dinner, Xia Shi, with the help of Lu Nanchen, miraculously corrected all those problems.

"Have you really lost your memory?" Xia Shi looked at him in disbelief.