Song God And His Little Ancestor - Chapter 24

The teenager cleaned his hands, sat down on the piano chair and opened the lid.

His ten fingers are skeletal, his eyes are very serious, he is wearing a white round-neck T-shirt, as proud as a cold plum back.

The soothing sound of the piano was played from his fingertips, the hand that struck the black and white keys was not fast, and his eyes seemed to see a different world through the music.

“The night is too long starry fire.”

The teenager’s low, mute voice sang in a low voice accompanied by the piano.

“Finally welcome the sunrise light.”

…..

The sound of the teenager’s piano penetrated the darkness of the world, but his song was still that low, as if it had made his world alone.

Xia Xiaoman’s fixed point of the campus run is the music building, passing by, she heard the vague sound of the piano.

Couldn’t help but stop and get closer to where the piano sound was coming from.

The softness of the first part, as if it was giving infinite tenderness, sinking tenderness; but gradually stepped into a new quest when there was another kind of light.

Under each note, there seems to be a story hidden that is difficult to tell and makes people cry.

There seems to be an evening breeze, blowing up the dark red curtains that fell on the floor.

Xia Xiaoman saw the person in the piano room through this little gap.

The teenager hung his head slightly, his hair was still loose and limp, and his eyes seemed to be filled with endless sorrow as he looked at the score.

He pursed his lips slightly, showing an uncommon pear swirl.

He did not smile, Xia Xiaoman can only see the side of his face, but loneliness surrounds him, it is as if he could not see the light.

The young will like the person ah, must be incomparably dazzling.

Because only dazzling enough to attract people who are not willing to stop and stop.

Xia Xiaoman felt the wild beating of her heart, this moment, how she wanted to indulge in such solitude… How much she also wanted to drag him out of the dark abyss.

She watched the teenager’s eyes droop, his lips moving, only unfortunately she could not lip-sync, and could not hear what the teenager was saying.

The song ended, Xia Xiaoman watched the door of the piano room was opened, she was startled, and quickly dodged away, not daring to look inside.

She actually wanted to talk to Song Jiahe, wanted to know what this song was, and wanted to know why the song was so sad behind it.

“Classmate, you changed the tune?”

The person who spoke was the composer of this tune.

“Well… Sort of, with feeling.”

The old gentleman in the wheelchair listened to these words and shook his head unconsciously.

The middle-aged man standing behind the old gentleman came forward, patted his shoulder, and sighed, “The latter is fearsome, but it’s too depressing.”

“Hmm.”

Because that’s his life ah.

Song Jiahe responded softly, without saying anything more, and the middle-aged man continued, “Now go with us to the hall and try the sound.”

“Okay.”

Xia Xiaoman’s heart was beating wildly, feeling like she was about to lose her breath.

The phone she was holding was vibrating continuously before it dragged her out of her thoughts.

Looking down at the phone…

The campus run shows: timeout.

The first thing that happened was that she had to run again, so what else could she do?

When running, Xia Xiaoman’s mind was all messed up, she didn’t want to miss Song Jiahe ah, because she felt that if she missed Song Jiahe, it would become a regret for her life.

She wanted to hug Song Jiahe, smile and say to him – “It’s okay, there’s me.”

She wanted to kiss Song Jiahe’s eyes and tell him – “Don’t be sad, I will be sad.”

But, what qualifications did she have?

It was as if the light had been lost in her eyes, she thought – she might not be able to walk out.

From the very first glance in the library, when she did see only the teenager’s face; to her understanding from others how good Song Jiahe was; to her gentleness when she saw Song Jiahe hugging the little cutie; to her depression now when she saw the teenager playing the piano outside the piano room.

She thought, she seems to be tainted with a poison named Song Jiahe, even though she is like a moth to a flame, will disappear without a trace.

“Harm, how come you ran a walk and ran for almost an hour?”

Usually almost half an hour to finish Xia Xiaoman was asked by Zhou Zhou, she thought about it, “It’s not after the blood donation, I have to walk.”

She did not tell Zhou Zhou that she saw this scene of Song Jiahe playing the piano.

Only because she inexplicably felt that Song Jiahe was depressed and vulnerable at that moment.

She secretly pulled her lips, what was she thinking?

Crazy bah her?

Such an excellent person?

How could it be what she thought?

Putting aside the thoughts in her head, she changed the subject – “Is your poster ready?”

“It’s done, I’ll show you!”

“… By the way, didn’t you just finish giving blood? Why did you go running?” Zhou Zhou clicked on the png and remembered that Xia Xiaoman had just gone to donate blood in the afternoon.

“I think I’m fine.”

Xia Xiaoman blinked, feeling quite good, and I just fast walking.

After taking a shower, Xia Xiaoman felt heavy in the head, like something was blocked, and her pace was floating.

After blow-drying her hair and brushing her teeth, she planned to crawl into bed and go to sleep.

On Wednesday morning, Xia Xiaoman was woken up by Zhou Zhou, “Brother Manchu, hurry up, you’re going to be late.”

Xia Xiaoman felt her brain throb and ache, and her heart was a little panicky and stuffy, unable to breathe.

She got out of bed after putting on her clothes with a white face and folding the quilt.

Zhou Zhou looked at her bloodless face and was startled, rushing to say – “You look like you’ve lost too much blood? It’s a bit serious! The other day you were so heavily tonic that you had a nosebleed, and when you came back after donating blood, you looked like you were done being crushed?”

And then went on – “Should I give you a leave of absence and you go to the infirmary?”

“No need, it’s not a big deal.” Xia Xiaoman curled her lips, “I’m just a little tired.”

She looked at the person inside the mirror and seemed to have some cold sweat on her forehead, presumably because she finished donating blood yesterday, thought it was nothing serious, and then went for a run.

She found a bean-sand shade of lipstick and wiped her pale lips, instantly bringing a hint of blood to her pale face.

Anyway, there is only one class in the morning, after which you can go back to the dormitory and lie down.

Xia Xiaoman did not open the small motor, Zhou Zhou opened, she was afraid that Xia Xiaoman drove and turned over the car.

The two first went to eat a breakfast, Xia Xiaoman did not eat down much, Zhou Zhou let Xia Xiaoman drink red dates yogurt, attempting to make up some blood.

Feeling a hint of amusement Xia Xiaoman also did not refuse.

Since the two chose not the same English teacher, they were separated in the main building.

Xia Xiaoman held onto the handrail and slowly stepped on the stairs, she felt like she was stepping on cotton now, and shook her head to shake off the chaotic feeling left in her head.

When she went up to Daying, she looked at the letters on the screen, all a little bit of ghosting. Curling her lips, she clicked on the dialog box and sent a message – [Zhou Zhou ah, my head is a little dizzy, I feel like I can’t see anything coming.

[Hahahahaha, I must not have slept enough.

After the bell rang, she didn’t go out immediately, but slowly packed her things, and she saw the message – [Where are you?

[Didn’t I tell you I was in the main building 509, but I’m going downstairs now.]

Xia Xiaoman took her phone and then continued to go downstairs. Now there is no one else, and she walks very slowly.

Just as she was holding the handrail and walking down, she felt her legs go weak and the handrail didn’t hold tight, so she stepped out of the way, her heart contracted strongly, and just when she thought she was dead, she ran into someone.

The person stopped her dead, the whole person is like a hug up general, Xia Xiaoman brain is chaos, before you see what, and lost consciousness.