"mom..."

Ding Lian, who had originally escaped from the road, was called out and was a little frightened, and subconsciously said, "You admit your mistake..."

"I admit it right..." Feng Yi looked at Ding Lian with a complicated face and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, mom..."

"Actually, I knew you came to me a few days ago, just because I was afraid that my adoptive parents would change their attitude towards me because of your arrival." Feng Yi took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

At this moment, Feng Tianming and his wife also came out to see Feng Yi and Ding Lian.

Looking at the two, Feng Tianming's expression first became complicated, but finally turned to comfort.

"child..."

"Dad...Mom..."

"You can finally play the piano sound that is truly emotional." Feng Tianming sighed: "I really didn't lose the face of our old Feng family. Do you know? The expressions of those people just now made my old face swell up... That's great."

Feng Tianming patted Feng Yi on the shoulder, looked at Ding Lian again, and said with a smile.

"I respect your choice, and no matter what, my parents support you..."

At this time, Feng Yi said as if he had mustered up his courage.

"You are my parents, this is an unchangeable fact. In the past, now, and in the future... But she is also my mother, you are all my relatives..."

After getting this answer, Feng Tianming and his wife breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really great that children won't leave themselves.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ding Lian smiled gently, stroked the photo of her deceased husband in her arms, and murmured.

"The child has grown up and has grown into a man who stands tall and upright..."

......

Feng Tianming and others took Ding Lian away from the venue. It doesn’t matter whether they win the award or not. Feng Yi is the well-deserved champion.

After returning home and brewing a pot of tea for Ding Lian, Feng Tianming immediately went to his room and took out a big box.

Open it carefully, and it is a slightly worn-out guqin. The handwriting on it has long been vague and vague and cannot be seen clearly.

This is a guqin in the true sense, an instrument that has experienced the vicissitudes of time.

"This is..." Feng Yi murmured, stroking the guqin, which seemed to have a strange attraction, making Feng Yi feel a little immersed in it, but soon, he woke up.

"This is the guqin, called Taigu Yiyin..." Feng Tianming smiled.

"The ancient Yiyin?" Feng Yi said in surprise: "Is the ancient Yiyin a famous zither in the Tang Dynasty? It is now collected in Yangyin Academy..."

As a guqin contestant, Feng Yi naturally knew this famous qin with a fantasy color.

"Yangyin collects the ancient Yiyin, and I am the same. The production eras were all in the Tang Dynasty. What's the difference between which one is true and which one is fake?" Feng Tianming smiled and said, "Maybe in that era, the ancient Yiyin itself was a standard piano..."

"What's different from ordinary zithers is that it is a zither with souls... Only those who can play emotions can feel this zither...you try it."

Feng Yi reached out to touch it.

Sure enough, I felt various emotions coming from the piano.

Sadness, pain, happiness, heartbreak, love, regret, parting, all kinds of emotions.

"I actually felt various emotions from a guqin... Does he really have a life existence?" Feng Yi looked at the guqin with a shocked face, unable to describe his mood at this moment in words.

A dead object can actually sense emotions from above.

"Right, this is a living piano." Feng Tianming said: "I went to see Yangyin's ancient idiom, that piano has no soul..."

"No wonder Dad said that it wasn't us who chose us, it was the zither who chose us."

However, when Feng Yi touched the piano, he said with a wry smile.

"Sorry, dad...sorry, I can't ask for this piano."

"Why?" Feng Tianming was a little surprised: "This is a piano with souls. When I had him, I didn't know how happy I was. I had a unique guqin."

At this moment, Feng Yi looked at the piano with a regretful expression.

"I know, I like this piano very much. It has a soul and is fascinating, but the music of my piano is not emitted by me, but my mother, the music played by me through her emotions... It is not me that suits it." Feng Yi gently stroked the piano and said, "Dad, I have a heartless request."

"You said." Feng Tianming said in confusion.

"Can I give this piano... to others?" Feng Yi said with a complicated look: "I think he is more qualified to own this piano than me."

Originally, Feng Yi thought Feng Tianming would be angry, but unexpectedly Feng Tianming was happy: "It doesn't matter, this piano itself is for you. What do you want to do to be qualified to do?"

"You... aren't you angry?"

"Don't be angry, what's there to be angry?" Feng Tianming touched Feng Yi's head and said, "Sending means giving it to you, and you have the full authority to deal with it... If you really think he is qualified to own this piano, you can give it to him. Just hope that this piano will not be shamed in his hands."

"Thank you... Thank you really..."

Feng Yi felt that he was really lucky to have this father-

...

"How do you know that I am here?" Li Yu noticed Feng Yi behind him.

Feng Yi is now completely different from before. He no longer has the lack of confidence and sluggishness of the past. Instead, he cherishes the maturity of the present more.

Instead of being a young man in his twenties, he looks like a middle-aged man who has experienced many vicissitudes of life.

"After all, I have been with Ding Lian in the illusion for more than ten years, and that time is real..." Li Yu pondered: "What's the matter when you come to find me?"

Feng Yi put the ancient musical piano in front of Li Yu with a calm expression.

"I... want to give you this piano."

Li Yu's first reaction was that he felt the different charm of this guqin.

"Why should I give this piano to me?" Li Yu was a little puzzled by Feng Yi's behavior. Even if this piano did not contain spirituality, it was a valuable antique and was always valuable.

"No, I just subconsciously feel that this piano should be yours. This idea is lingering. When I touched this piano, I just felt it." Feng Yi was also a little worried about his thoughts and muttered: "I obviously like this piano very much and want to have Him. To be honest, when I came to you, I also experienced a lot of psychological struggles... I thought about owning this piano, but unfortunately I still felt that it would be better for you to contain it."

Li Yu was puzzled, but he still touched the guqin.

In an instant, various emotions came from the piano, and at the same time, there were also pictures.

This piano...

It is a magic weapon.
Chapter completed!