C364 Death in the Brilliance

Shen Yi could roughly understand Cassiel's thoughts, but after understanding him, she felt that his personality was really as soft as a bun. He was obedient and soft at the same time. He was too rare.

Shen Yi smiled and stood up, "Have a good rest. I'll go play the piano first."

Play the piano?

Before Cassiel could react, Shen Yi had already pulled out the chair and stood up. He subconsciously wanted to stop her. But the voice circled around his throat, but he did not know what else to say. He could only watch as she walked past the crowd and sat down in front of the piano.

Then Shen Yi looked up and smiled at him through the crowd.

Cassiel was stunned. Then he saw her elegantly raise her hand. When she landed, the light sound of the piano was heard.

The song she played was not a piano piece that was widely circulated in the world. Instead, it was an extremely unfamiliar song. It was a very strange melody. It was sad and lingering, with a special flavor.

Cassiel carefully searched his memories in his mind, trying to find its name among countless famous songs. However, it was fruitless. He could not find any song's name that could match it. But it could not be denied that at this moment, Shen Yi made his heart jump inexplicably.

Many people in the beer room were also attracted by this new tune, just like Cassiel. They raised their heads to look in front of the piano and saw an Eastern girl with delicate facial features, so they were instantly interested.

Originally, they wanted to see her with new ideas, but after looking at her for a long time, they realized that this glance was not a loss.

Not to mention that her appearance was really attractive, her flawless face made them feel that she was too pleasing to the eye no matter which direction they looked at her from. Even the piano music that she played was particularly attractive, because they had never heard such a wonderful tune before. As long as they listened quietly, it was as if they could feel the frame of a picture floating in front of them like a movie.

What surprised them even more was that when she played for 20 seconds, she actually started to sing.

She sang in Mandarin. Her voice was clear and melodious, and her words were tactful. Combined with her playing, it made them feel as if they had transmigrated to another country.

No, it was mainly because her expression was too engrossed. They could not say what it felt like. There was a hint of worry between her brows. Ling Ran's gaze when he looked at the keys in a low voice revealed a sense of loneliness. It was very, very faint, but it could not be ignored at all. That feeling seemed to be a coldness that seeped out of his bones. After being polished, experiencing the wind, snow, rain and snow. It was beautiful and beautiful. She seemed to be still sitting there, but at the same time, she seemed to have left long ago.

Everyone was attracted by the beautiful scene. Some people who entered the country would even subconsciously hold their breaths.

It was as if as long as they held their breaths, they wouldn't disturb her, and such an angel-like person wouldn't leave either.

Shen Yi did not spare any of her energy when playing the piano. What she was playing was not only a song, but also a state of mind.

This was a song that she had always liked very much, Dark Fragrance. If it was not for the strong performance of the piano, the pure melody, and the private space that other musical instruments could not make, she would not sing at this time.

"After the fragrance dissipates in the wind and rain, no one comes to smell it.

If you love to tell me to go on, I will fight till the end of my love.

If the heart dies in the brilliance, love will be reborn in ashes!

The fire burns the green grass. Look at the spring breeze again..."

This was still the Golden Pink Family that Shen Yi had read many years ago. It was a story of a Republic, a love tragedy caused by the collision of thoughts.

Up until now, she could still clearly remember what the female lead had said. She said," We are different people, just like how my grapevines can't produce lily. "