Tang Xiaomi, you are the one who refuses to admit defeat and never give up. Tang Xiaomi, you have to calm down. You are not only Mi Lan’s daughter, you are also a soldier, a soldier!
Just when I didn't know how to make a choice, Zuo Lun's words flashed in my mind: When you encounter difficulties and desperate situations, you might as well take a step back and think about what you want in the first place.
Yes, what do I want? What exactly do I want? Tang Xiaomi, don’t you just want to successfully dismantle this criminal group? Don’t you just want to prove that in this world, you can only dare not?
Aren't you just for Mi Lan, for the army, and for China? You are a member of the Red Eagle Brigade, you represent China, you are not afraid of hardship, not afraid of losing, and not afraid of death.
Taking a deep breath, I turned around resolutely, and slowly walked towards the door I had long recognized in my heart - the 'Death Door'. I, Tang Xiaomi, will never give in. In front of Mi Lan, in front of the task, I am,
Even more so in the face of death!
When I slowly opened the door, I found that nothing happened as I expected. It was empty. There was nothing in front of me except a corridor.
Corridors, corridors again. How many corridors are there in this mysterious underground? I was extremely confused. I found that at this time, I seemed to be suffering from Lin Muzi’s exclusive phobia of choice. I was afraid of making similar choices again.
This is a kind of mental torture and torture for me.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing. Tang Xiaomi, when did you become so Lin Daiyu? You used to be very Tang Xiaomi! If Zuo Lun knew you were like this, wouldn't you laugh all your teeth out?
Come on, why is this corridor so long and it hasn't even reached the end yet? I've never hated corridors so much as I do now.
The sound of the piano is very pleasant. The further you go, the clearer the sound of the piano becomes. At the end of the corridor is a very large and luxurious music room. There is no door. You can see that there are many musical instruments and violins hanging on the wall.
Flute, flute, saxophone, it seems that all the musical instruments in the world can be found here. However, what caught my attention the most was the piano, or in other words, the person playing the piano. He turned his back to me and played quietly.
The song, Beethoven's Moonlight Song.
It can be seen that he enjoys it very much and is completely immersed in the wonderful music. It is undeniable that he plays really well.
The song ended. He still sat there, motionless.
"Papa..." There was a burst of applause. I walked over slowly and leaned next to the piano. I didn't plan to leave here just like that. Because I knew that he must have discovered me. Instead of leaving secretly and arousing his suspicion, I
It's better to stand up openly. Maybe it can make him change some of his views.
"You're here to find me like this..." His voice sounded a little disappointed.
My eyes suddenly lit up, it was him, Lyon. It turned out that he could also play the piano.
"Disappointed...? You didn't want me to find you?" I asked back. What else is unknown about this Lyon? Why do I always feel a weathered vicissitude in him?
"No, it's as expected, it's just faster than I thought." Seeing that I didn't speak, he smiled slightly and said, "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm wondering if I have the right to know everything here..."
"Of course. You have this right...including surveying the terrain." His words made me suspicious. Did he discover something, or did he say it deliberately.
"You play the piano very well." I started the topic without any trace.
"Really? Are you interested in listening to me play another song?" Lyon looked at me expectantly, as if this was a dance, and I was his only female partner at the dance.
"It's an honor." I smiled slightly and agreed to him.
"Tell me what music you want to listen to. I will be your personal pianist tonight!"
Familiar tone, familiar words. That night, Zuo Lun sat under the spotlight and asked me the same question. Zuo Lun, what are you doing now?
After collecting my thoughts, I smiled calmly, "Whatever, I'm not picky, any music is fine."
Lyon nodded. His fingers quickly moved back and forth on the keys, and the familiar and brisk music rang in my ears. Every beat was like a hammer, hitting my heart so hard.
, so heavy.
"Revolver, aren't you omnipotent? How about you do it?"
"Yo! The revolver has crashed! The revolver! The revolver has crashed! The revolver! The revolver has crashed!"
"Revolver, can you be more refreshing? You disgust me so much!"
"I'm sorry! I'm just a girl! Don't argue with me!"
"The person who answered the phone is really your father?! Is Mi Lan your mother?"
"Tang Xiaomi, are you the savior or the patron saint? Ma Dafeng can't do it without you! Can't Ma Dafeng be a soldier without you?!"
"What can you do for Tong Hua? Is it planting a flag or something! You'd better think clearly for yourself!"
"Tang Xiaomi, don't you think you care too much about him?"
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be shocked, Tang Xiaomi, what are you doing! How can you miss him at this time? Do you know that you are on a mission! Just after calming down my emotions, the music suddenly stopped
And stop.
"Do you like this piece of music very much?" Lyon asked me with a half-smile.
"Do you like it?" Instead of answering him directly, he changed from passive to active.
"Yes. I like it very much. The Cuckoo Waltz is my favorite song. Nothing can replace it." Lyon's glasses began to darken. It seemed that he was thinking of something. Perhaps, from the perspective of professional psychology, he
It should be the unknown scar that touched my heart.
"Is it because of the cheerful and sad tone of this song, or is it because of the story behind the song? The story about you and her?" I asked boldly and tentatively. I'm not sure, and I don't understand psychology. These are just me.
I learned it from Ling Yun, but I don't know if it will work or not.
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