"Just what?" Tong Ran asked hurriedly.

Chen An frowned and looked at her seriously, "Maybe I won't be able to carry heavy objects anymore, and I won't be able to hold my fists too tightly. I can only do simple things."

Tong Ran was startled and his eyes widened in disbelief, "What... does this mean?"

"In other words, your hand is half disabled."

"Half disabled..." Tong Ran seemed a little unacceptable. She bit her lower lip and stared at her arms with complicated eyes. For a while, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and her eyes lit up again. She hurriedly stood up and asked

He said, "Can I play the piano? Can I still play the piano?"

A trace of unbearability flashed in Chen An's eyes, and finally he shook his head, "No."

He had heard from Jue before that Tong Ran had signed up for the Driso Piano Competition. She was a student in the piano department of the Academy of Art, and playing the piano should have been her dream.

Now that my left hand is so useless, no matter how well it recovers in the future, I can only hold a cup or a book. It is absolutely impossible to play the piano.

Such news is undoubtedly the cruelest to her.

"cannot……"

Tong Ran repeated in a low voice, and the fire in her eyes died down. She leaned back heavily on the pillow, tremblingly stretched out her right hand, and took it back the moment she was about to touch her left wrist.

.

Then, she slowly closed her eyes.

Is this result the will of God?

In the past, because of Ruan Yilan's frame-up and her eldest aunt's obstruction, she missed the Driso Piano Competition time and time again. This year she was faced with many difficulties, so she finally asked Mo Nanjue to sign up for her.

But now, Chen An told her that her left hand was useless.

I will never be able to play the piano again.

Is she destined to have nothing to do with the piano?

She didn't regret blocking Mo Nanjue last night. If she could turn back time and do it all over again, she would still choose to block him with her arm without hesitation.

Because that is what she owes him.

But even though this was the case, she would still feel sad when she faced the fact that her left hand could not play the piano, because the piano was her dream and something she had been chasing, but it was interrupted abruptly.

Chen An saw her eyes closed, with tears falling from the corners of her eyes, and couldn't help but look away, "Don't think so much, take a good rest first and heal your wounds. Jue's room is downstairs."

Lord's room...

These four words suddenly caused an idea to flash through Tong Ran's mind.

…

"After Jue wakes up, he may...not remember what happened last night."

…

This is what Chen An said before she fell into coma.

And Mo Nanjue hasn't woken up yet, so Chen An hasn't had the chance to tell him about this yet.

Thinking of this, Tong Ran straightened up, stretched out his right hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, and said seriously, "Chen An, I want to ask you something."

"What's up?"

"I hope that my left hand is half disabled and I can no longer play the piano, as well as the injuries on my body, including the fact that I met you downstairs last night and went into that room. In other words, you can help me with everything that happened last night.

I kept it secret from Mo Nanjue." After saying that, Tong Ran stretched out his right hand and held his left hand.
Chapter completed!