Chapter 350 Do you really not regret it?

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By the time Tong Ran woke up, it was already past 7:30 pm.

After washing, she went downstairs. In the huge living room, only the servants were busy cleaning. She scanned around and found no sign of Mo Nanjue.

"Miss Tong, you're awake," Butler Zhou walked out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of soup in his hand, "This is the cordyceps soup that the young master ordered. If you drink it, you can eat in a while."

"thank you."

Tong Ran took the soup, but her eyes were still turning. Just as she was about to speak, Butler Zhou saw through what she wanted to say, "Miss Tong, the young master said he would come back later."

Tong Ran nodded, thinking that Mo Nanjue would always have something to eat when he came back in the evening. He rarely ate out, so he said, "Steward Zhou, I'm not very hungry now. When Mo Nanjue comes back, I'll go with him."

Just eat it and it will save you the trouble of preparing it twice."

"Okay." Butler Zhou saw that she wanted to wait for Mo Nanjue to have dinner together, so he withdrew.

After Tong Ran drank the soup, he walked to the pure black Steinway & Sons piano and sat down.

Under the orange light, the woman's left hand, placed on the black and white piano keys, is long, thin, slender and fair, and the skin is almost transparent enough that you can see the tiny red blood streaks.

This is a very beautiful hand.

Very suitable for playing the piano.

Tong Ran tilted his head slightly and stared at his hands carefully.

Once, she was proud of her hands.

Once, she used these hands to play the most beautiful music in her heart.

once……

There have been countless pasts...but those are just the past.

Tong Ran tried to put her left hand into a playing position, with both hands ready... However, no matter how hard she tried, her disabled left hand just couldn't exert any strength.

She was not the kind of person who deceived herself. She told herself again and again, Tong Ran, your left hand is useless and you can no longer play the piano.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in my heart——

[Tong Ran, do you regret using your own hand to block the Devils Kiss shot that Mo Nanjue stabbed you? 】

【Do you really not regret it? This is not only your own left hand, but also the foundation of your dream.】

[If you could go back in time and you knew your left hand would become useless, would you still be so resolute in blocking that shot?]

Countless times, this voice sounded, pestering her, asking her, over and over again...

However, from beginning to end, she had only one answer in her heart.

No regrets.

She never regretted using her left hand to exchange his life...

How could she regret it?!

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"Devlis Kiss, the latest virus at present, has unpredictable toxicity."

"The attack time is variable, with a cycle of six months to three years. Without antibodies, you will never be able to quit drugs."

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Chen An's words came to mind.

He was injected to save her...

If she could, she would really rather waste her hands, or simply use her life to get rid of the poison in his body...

Tong Ran lowered her head, her hair hanging down to cover her small face. She stared closely at the keys that had jumped on her fingertips, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Although she tried her best to endure it, she couldn't help but shed a few tears.

The pain of never being able to touch your dreams again cannot be understood unless you experience it yourself.

When Mo Nanjue walked in from the door, he saw this scene.

She lowered her head, her back was slender and fragile, and she was trembling, as if she was crying.

What's wrong with this woman?

The man didn't even change his shoes and walked over directly, "Why are you sitting here crying alone?"

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Chapter completed!