I listened to my sister's words today.

Jiang Ling followed the little guy's footsteps with a smile and soon arrived at the center of the store.

There was a pure white piano with a unique shape and full of wind, like a fine work of art.

When Jiang Ling's eyes fell on the piano, an indescribable wave of emotion surged in her heart.

This brand is exactly the same as the piano my mother owned back then!

Jiang Ling's heart grew heavier as she recalled the past. Her mother had once been a woman with a dream of music and a deep love for the piano.

However, fate played a cruel trick on her. Due to serious problems with her hands, my mother had to reluctantly give up her beloved music career and bid farewell to the stage.

Whenever Jiang Ling thought of this, he would feel heartache and regret.

"Sister! Sister?" A clear, childish voice sounded, full of concern and confusion. "Why are you so dazed today? Are you feeling unwell?"

As he spoke, the little figure quickly rushed to his sister, his little hands frantically reaching into his pockets.

After a while, he grabbed a handful of pills and stuffed them into his sister's mouth without saying a word.

Jiang Ling had just sat down and was about to organize his thoughts when he was startled by this sudden action.

My mouth was instantly stuffed with all kinds of meatballs, and I didn't even have time to react.

The little guy next to her didn't notice anything unusual about his sister at all, and continued to frantically take things out of his trouser pockets.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling quickly reached out to stop the little guy, fearing that he would stuff more pills into her.

He swallowed hard, cleared his throat, and said, "Nothing, I just remembered some things from the past."

After saying that, Jiang Ling gently carried the worried little guy to the side of the chair and gently stroked the furry little head, as if this could soothe the discomfort in her heart.

After doing all this, Jiang Ling slowly sat down beside him.

His eyes fell on the piano in front of him, and his hands gently rested on the black and white keys.

The scene of my mother teaching me to play this song when I was a child involuntarily emerged in my mind.

My mother was elegant and beautiful at that time, and the notes flowing from her fingertips were like the sounds of nature.

Although it has been a long time since Jiang Ling heard her mother play this opening song in person, the familiar melodies have long been deeply engraved in her heart.

At this moment, relying on the feeling in her memory, she took a deep breath, pressed the keys with her fingers slightly harder, and the melodious music slowly unfolded like a scroll...

As the curtain was slowly drawn open, the rhythm began to rise and fall slowly, like ripples on a calm lake.

Memories were like a flood that burst its banks, instantly drowning my thoughts. The scenes of playing piano music with my mother in the past kept playing before my eyes like a movie.

However, at this moment, a sudden accompaniment sound broke into my ears without warning, abruptly interrupting the dreamlike memories.

My eyes involuntarily turned to the side, and I saw that the cute little guy had quietly joined in at some point, and was concentrating on playing along with the accompaniment of this touching song.

Looking at the little guy's serious and dedicated look, a warm feeling surged in my heart. I, who was originally immersed in sad memories, unconsciously raised the corners of my mouth slightly and revealed a faint smile.

At the same time, Yun Yiru was also trying hard to search for the beautiful melody called "Lu Xiaoyu" deep in his mind.

Finally, I succeeded in capturing those familiar notes and began to carefully and slowly integrate my sister into this beautiful melody.

As we all know, a complete piano not only has snow-white keys, but also includes those deep and mysterious black keys and slightly yellowed music scores that bear the traces of time.

They are intertwined and echo each other, together constituting the soul of this instrument.

Just like the extremely deep and inseparable emotional bond between me and my sister, only by being closely connected and complementing each other can we play such a gripping and touching piece of music.

The two of them sat side by side in front of the piano, their hands dancing nimbly on the black and white keys.

They were completely immersed in the musical world they created, forgetting all the noise and chaos around them.

When the melodious music reached its climax, the majestic melody seemed to possess a magical power, making the two people more intoxicated.

I saw the store manager standing behind the cashier counter, holding the phone tightly in his hand, completely immersed in it.

His eyes were fixed on the recording screen, his face showed an infatuated expression, and his mouth made a "wuwuwu" sound from time to time, as if he was experiencing an unprecedented auditory feast.

"This is so beautiful!" the store manager sighed and said, "This kind of couple with no sense of distance is so happy.

Jiang Ling and Yun Yiruo seemed to be in a world where only the two of them existed. The melody of the piano flowed through their fingertips like a gurgling spring, nourishing everyone's heart.

Gradually, the performance came to an end, and the plaintive melody echoed in the air, making people unable to calm down for a long time.

When the last note fell, the whole store fell into silence for a moment.

Afterwards, applause came like a tide. Customers who had gathered together to hear the music applauded and praised the performance. Some even had tears in their eyes, obviously moved by the wonderful music.

Yun Yiruo excitedly jumped off the chair and ran to Jiang Ling's side. She held her hand tightly with her little hand, her eyes sparkling, "Sister, you are awesome!"

Jiang Ling squatted down and gently touched the little guy's head. "A song without melody will always be lonely."

"Do you like this piano?" Jiang Ling leaned forward slightly, looking at the little guy in front of her gently and asked, his eyes falling on the exquisite and gorgeous piano. "Its tone is really good."

The little guy blinked his big watery eyes and nodded vigorously: "Yes! I want this one!" His childish voice was full of determination and love.

Jiang Ling looked down at his watch and realized it was already late. After a moment's thought, he turned to the bodyguard standing at the door, straight as a statue, and said, "Stay here and take care of this piano."

The bodyguards responded in unison: "Yes, Master."

After everything was arranged, "It's almost time for dinner, it's time to go eat."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the little guy's chubby face, then took the soft little hand and slowly walked out of the piano store.

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