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Chapter 521 Chapter 519 · "To Alice and Moonlight."

"Good night."

Looking at Yueyue's transparent figure in the night, Su Mingan closed her eyes.

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

Before he falls asleep, he always has a premonition corresponding to waking up, which often puts him in a state of sleep-deprived fatigue.

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

Now was a rare rest period in the copy. He relaxed his body and mind and fell asleep wholeheartedly.

"Ding dong, dong dong..."

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

Warm and crisp, like the bright winter sunshine.

He opened his eyes and saw his hands hovering above 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 the dream.

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

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

The sunlight outside the window shone on her hair. Her face was round and green, and her big, bright eyes were staring at his black and white staff.

"Are you playing again?" she asked.

"Bounce." He looked away.

He couldn't control his body, he could only see his fingers starting to move together, and then heard several crisp piano sounds.

As soon as he heard two notes, he recognized the piece of music. It was Beethoven's Bagatelle in A minor.

Of course, it also has a well-known name called "For Alice". This piece has a gentle tempo and simple fingering techniques, making it suitable for beginners to play.

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

Young Yue Yue listened quietly and adjusted her sitting posture.

Her two short legs could not reach the ground and were swaying slightly beside the stool legs.

"...A kind-hearted girl named Alice was looking for help for a seriously ill old man. 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 flows like water in the room filled with sunlight.

When the music entered the second part, his right hand accelerated, and the clear treble suddenly rose. The combination of the treble and the steady and sustained bass of his left hand was like the beating heart of the music score.

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

His right hand moves upward continuously from slow to fast. The afternoon light shone on the back of his hand, coating it with a white color.

The girl bathed in the light lowered her eyes slightly. She pulled her collar to prevent the too bright light from revealing the scars of being beaten under her collar.

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

To Alice.

It was a song suitable for beginners, but she heard a lot of emotion in it.

The bright high note is like the protagonist's fiery emotions, sincere and firm.

The continuous bass is like a burning flame. On Christmas Eve, it is the eternal fire that drives away the cold.

Flicking and flicking, his fingers slowly stopped.

It's like all the 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.

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

"I don't know the names of the songs." She winked.

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

Suddenly jumping from Für Elise to Moonlight, he seemed unaware of the difficulty difference between the two pieces and sat down again.

The afternoon light shines on the black and white keys.

Everything in front of him seemed to have been kissed by elves, with faint flocs floating in the air, like shining stars.

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

Everything is like, nothing has happened yet.

The world game is still far away.

There would be no cold system sounds in his ears, only music played for her.

He pressed the note——

"fire."

He suddenly heard the girl turn her head and look at him with a pair of big clear eyes——

"Suppose that the dying old man heard the snow peaks, sea water, forest and seagulls."

"Ming'an."

"...I hear fire in the sound of your piano."

…

"Bang!"

The door suddenly opened wide.

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

The most intuitive thing was the floating dark figures that broke into the light, blocking him in front of him and blocking the bright afternoon sun.

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

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

[Child, your name is Su Mingan, right?]

[We will move the piano first. Your father needs the payment. 】

…

The picture gradually fades, and the shadows slowly overlap.

A faint voice came to my ears.

These voices included men and women, old and young, and seemed to be a group of people chatting.

He had heard these sounds when he was young.

[ICU (Intensive Care Unit) costs more than 8,000 yuan a day, and this family simply cannot afford it...] This is a male voice.

[This father was obviously acting bravely and was seriously injured after saving a little girl in front of a car. How could he have no money to treat his injuries? A good man would not be rewarded? 】This is the voice of a little nurse.

[What a crime. The truck driver was a drunkard. He hit someone and ran away. He fled to the river and fell to his death. He had no property at home, no car, no house, no wife, and he couldn't afford anything.

The rescued little girl's family was extremely poor and had no money. You said there's no money now... It's not easy to do anything. Neither the perpetrator nor the rescued could afford half a penny. This human life is now equivalent to money, and they are hanging on for thousands of dollars a day. 】This is a woman's voice.

[Yes, this is a self-inflicted risk. When a man saves someone, he has the knowledge and behavioral ability to understand what he is doing and the consequences. Therefore, the compensation is only so much. If the money is not enough, there will be no treatment...] The male voice said.

[These days, it’s true that good people don’t get rewarded. To save others, you have to save your own life. ] Another male voice said with emotion.

[Why don’t you talk about it? I think this family is also pitiful. My grandma died of cancer a few years ago, and my grandpa can't find anyone. My mom is a well-known person who can play the piano. She toured the world a few years ago and lived a wealthy life, but suddenly she... crazy.

Everyone knows that this kind of mental illness is expensive and troublesome to treat, and a lot of money is spent on medical treatment... The man is the only one who supports the family, and the days are getting more and more miserable. Now this man is being carried to the ICU because he saved someone. He may not be able to last long even if he sells his family's belongings. ] The woman with the loud voice sighed.

[I just saw someone selling their piano. The piano is a big one. It is said to be a world-famous brand. It costs tens of thousands! Let this man survive for a few more days. 】The male voice said.

[The cost of ICU...it costs tens of thousands, and it only lasts for a few days...if I can't be saved, how about ten or dozens of days? So this house has been demolished? 】

【It’s just a pain for the child. 】The little nurse said.

[That kid also plays the piano very well. I heard a teacher praise him. Unfortunately, the piano has been moved away. I probably won’t have the money to take lessons again. Maybe he will become a child without a father and a mother. What a sin. ...]

[Yeah, what kind of person is this father saving? He doesn’t even think about the children in the family. He is the only pillar of the family. If he saves someone and drags down the family, what will happen to the children in the future...]

[I don’t have money... I can’t afford it. I spend thousands and thousands of dollars a day. I don’t know if I can save it...]

[Do your best and obey fate. 】

【well……】

【……】

He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

The white light shines through his eyes and touches his face.

He opened his eyes and saw the light falling down on an extraordinarily clean white bed that looked like angel wings.

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

Everything is pure white, quilts, bandages, pills, instruments... Together they form a door to heaven, and every trace is extremely dazzling.

He held a hand that showed through the white, a hand full of protruding blood vessels and covered with a layer of blue and black.

The needles pierced the big blue and black hand, and the blood clotted on the back of the stretched flesh. This was the trace of excessive water administration and blood extraction.

Countless tubes were inserted into the body of the man on the bed. They broke through his flesh and blood, drilled into his muscles and bones, and surrounded him like a dying hedgehog.

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

On one side are the doctors and nurses in white who are fighting desperately, and on the other side is the abyss of death.

The man's body has become a battlefield for various equipment and drugs, and an extremely cruel war unfolds with a steady "ticking" sound.

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

The man watched him cry, but still comforted 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 listen to the class carefully, 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 and don't resent anything because of your dad, you know?】

[Qin, you can continue to practice and learn whatever you want. If 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...]

[Dad just hopes that you, like your name, are safe and sound, even if you can be the most ordinary person. 】

【……】

[…It’s dad who is sorry for you. 】

…

those last few days,

The man was writhing on the bed in pain and needed a nurse to strap him down.

He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep well, and started to cry out in pain as soon as he opened his eyes. The pain was so painful that menstrual fluid dripped down his face, and his mouth was so painful that it was bitten. My whole body was as skinny as a stick, and I felt tired even when I took 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 in pain.

A man's life seemed extremely miserable to him.

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

But besides illness, there are many things in men that can make people feel happy and relieved.

...just like his presence.

Even though we knew the result, when the result came, it was still very sad and painful. Having a concern for this world will indeed enhance a person's motivation in life. But when encountering force majeure, it will only leave people with regrets when they leave.

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

With undying love, work hard and live well without regrets.

After that, the man gradually became speechless. Just looking at him, crying.

He held the man's hand and looked at it, which was as blue and purple as the bark of an old tree, covered with a layer of white frost.

At this moment, the beeping sound of the instrument reminded him of a lot.

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

correct.

It's that crisp, sweet high note.

That high sound... can make people see the sea and fire.

…

…

[Alas, I finally gave up. 】The little nurse said.

[...There is nothing I can do about it. Even if I sell my small house, I can’t afford to spend thousands and thousands of dollars. 】The woman said.

[What a sin, it seems that I really won’t be able to save people in the future...]

[It can’t be said that. Who would have thought that neither the perpetrator nor the rescued had any money at home? This was an unexpected situation, and the compensation was not enough. The man was already sick, and this collision had a chain reaction on him. I didn't want to be a burden, so I gave up. 】

[It’s still for the sake of the children. 】

[Yes, it was the treatment that the man gave up on his own initiative. 】

[There was obviously a chance to save him if he waited for a while, but he himself died. He had to keep the money for his children to use in the future. After all, even if you are cured, you will still be disabled, and you will still have various diseases...]

[The man is such a good person, what a pity. 】

[We used to have a good family, but things have become so troubled...]

[Money, you really can’t live without money in this world... You can’t even survive without money...]

[This will have a great psychological impact on the child. No one in the family will teach him, and his father died like this. Will he become a selfish and indifferent person in the future? 】

[Who knows, no one has led the child on the right track, and it is the age when three views are being shaped. There is a high possibility that he will become a bad child in the future...]

[A man saved someone, but who can save him?]

【……】

…

Su Mingan stretched out his hand.

The piano, which was white, pure, and almost transparent under the light, appeared in that house again.

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

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

Debussy's Moonlight.

He played very slowly, very slowly. The difficulty of this piece of music was beyond his level, but when he played it, he could still feel the sparkling sea surface, the passing silver fish, and a touch of floating fish. Above the sea, there is an unbearable moonlight.

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

Under the midnight starlight, her floating black hair was blown by the wind, like the moonlight kissing the black color.

She listened carefully, and then suddenly spoke, saying——

"Ming'an."

"...I can't hear the fire in your music."

…

"The fire is out."

…

He opened his eyes.

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

He rubbed his eyes, and Yueyue floating next to him turned his head.

"Are you awake? Good morning," she said.

"Morning." he said.

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

This is a critical time point. He must participate in this plot and obtain the authority of the black python.

His vision was still a little blurry, and the colorful mottled rainbow light from the sky fell into his eyes, and a feeling of moisture and slight tingling lingered in his body.

He opened the door to the room and unexpectedly heard a voice.

"...brother?"