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The sound of a flute filled the hall, but it did not come from the elegant and noble-looking celebrity, Ann Yu.

Soong Chaoxi just casually picked it up and tried to play a tune, but she did not expect to be chased by others to play a song.

"Forget it, I only know a little bit."

She did not lie. Although she had touched many instruments, she only knew a little bit. She was very interested in music, but she did not want to play it herself. Moreover, she did not have the money to study.

"Let's go up and have a look. I feel that this place is very big. There should be a lot of things on it."

For some reason, ever since the matriarch had left, Nan Lu's eyes, which had seemed to be filled with tears, began to shine. Was that the light of anticipation? Soong Chaoxi did not know, but ever since the matriarch had appeared, the atmosphere here had changed. It was a subtle atmosphere between life and death.

"Sure."

Anyway, they were bored, so they walked around the theater as if they were sightseeing. That was what everyone thought. Just as the others had taken a few steps, Soong Chaoxi looked at Ann Yu, who was following behind anxiously. She bit her lips and put her hands behind her head and in her pockets.

Celebrities, that should be more troublesome. She didn't know why she was about to die, but no matter what method she used, people would know about it. Perhaps her fans had already started to pray for her in the comments section.

Soong Chaoxi felt that she was also very miserable in this aspect. Perhaps no one would find out that she had entered the hospital now.

No, it should be said that other than the people in the hospital, almost no one knew of her existence.

Following the wide staircase that led to the second floor, they came to a platform. The first floor was a hall used for training and performances, while the second floor looked more private.

The long corridor had French windows on the right. One could see the entire street in front of them. Looking at Soong Chaoxi and Yuan Fann from this vantage point was like looking at a still painting.

The wall on the left was milky white, and there were many pictures hanging on it.

"Wow, so many pictures. These are all related to you. As expected of a big star. No matter how you take pictures, it's beautiful."

Nan Lu looked at the pictures on the wall with envy. Some of the background was a scenic spot, while some were photos with others.

Seeing this, Ann Yu stopped in her tracks and stared at a photo in front of her without moving. Soong Chaoxi crossed her arms and looked at the same photo as her.

It turned out to be a photo. There was a very handsome young man in the photo. Could he be her boyfriend? She guessed. However, Ann Yu did not show any signs of nostalgia or sadness. She continued to walk forward until she reached the room at the corner.

The others followed behind her. The lighting here was not good, and they felt like they were covered in a thin layer of dust. This was a practice room. It was not big. There was a wall full of mirrors. The people in the mirrors were blurry. There was a lot of dust on it. The floor also looked very rough.

"This is..."

Yuan Fann walked over. There was nothing strange, no dust floating in the air. In this dying world, things like this were perfectly normal.

Suddenly, Soong Chaoxi heard someone sobbing beside her.

Ann Yu burst into tears. With her back facing the others, she secretly wiped away her tears. Although her shadow was illuminated by the sunlight, it looked gloomy and gloomy.