Looking Beyond The Line

Entry, he is sitting in front of the window, sitting in front of the piano, playing the piano, the light shadow is playing on him, cast a long shadow behind him, as well as his sitting position.

He fingers all the piano per piano is so smooth, so moving.

This is what he doesn't know when she doesn't know, and I am practicing over and over again.

This is not the most surprise, the biggest and biggest surprise, in front of her, and in every corner of the living room.

There is no light on the living room, point is a candle, from the door, go to the window sill, to his piano, then go to the ground, on the table.

In front of these candles, a glass bottle equipped with a thousand paper crane is hanging in every corner of the room, the candlelight sways, the candle is acted on the glass bottle, depicting every flare on the glass bottle. Swishes and colors, let the glass bottle exude warm yellow light.

The light reflected on the glass bottle, like a starlight.

Black night is the starry sky here.

Jiang Yao didn't know how to feel beautiful here. It is like a dream in fairy tale, and she is almost afternoon.

If there is a wind from the window, the candle is light in the house, but the hanging glass bottle in the house is like a wind chime, and a crisp sound is issued.

These sounds are like the accompaniment of his piano, although there is no chapter order, but still aspirated.

Jiang Yao sat in that, she didn't dare to move. She afraid that it will destroy the beauty of the scene.

She sat quietly, and quietly listened to him in the piano song, the eyelids looked at each bottle in the room.

She recognized, these bottles, the bottle of she threw out from the sea from the island when she was caught by Zhuang Chengshan.

More than 400, it seems that all are here.

Jiang Yao remembers, soon, the front stream stopped when chatting, asked her how many bottles didn't remember from the island?

She said she remembers, the original, remember the people, not only one, and he.

More than 4 more than one, one of the sky.

Jiang Yao is still immersed in music. It cannot be self-extricted, and it is immersed in the picture that he focuses on the piano.

The land of the land is slowly lifted from the piano key. He sat in front of the piano, slowly turned around to see the people on the sofa, but found that Jiang Yao has already red eyes.

"Ya Yao, sometimes, it is probably to let himself lose one, I will understand what is missing." Lu Bao stopped toward Jiang Yao, "At that time, I thought you were dead, holding you The ashes, hurts, but also, I suddenly discovered, I and you, there are still many things that have not been done, and there are many lots I want to do for you. "

The landing stopped and sigh. "Before, I always thought that we had a lifetime, we still have a long time to stay, you can slowly, one piece to do what we want to do, and later, I am until it. Sometimes, a lifetime can also be short to the polarity, so I want to do what I want to do most, don't stay. "

When I said this, the landing stopped, and stepped by the people on the sofa walked over, then gently hug the little wife who started crying the nose.