In the dark
No one can see whose expression.
The audience was so quiet that they didn’t even breathe.
He Lianyin’s eyes are slightly free and locked in the dark. She can’t see Linlin’s face, but it is conceivable that that face must be very proud at the moment. She has a blade hidden in the thin seam of the piano, and her finger skin will be cut by a sharp silver blade as soon as she touches that key.
Section 11
No wonder Lingling tried the piano so kindly. She wanted to embarrass her in the live broadcast. If she screwed up the performance day, her brother and fans would start to attack and insult themselves. If it’s okay, don’t try to be brave and perform against others.
Breathing around becomes cold.
He Lianyin knew that his brother had seen her finger.
But my brother didn’t know that there was a blade hidden in the piano. He probably was careless.
Think of here.
Reason slowly returned to the brain.
Never mind his own hands again. He Lianyin bowed his head with blood and his fingers quickly shed in the rhythm of the keys and his brother.
She can’t make a fool of herself on the live broadcast, and she can’t screw up this time, even if her fingers are going to destroy her today.
Even the bomb is very fast.
The slender finger presses that key again.
The finger was cut.
Hector even Yin Li hold down the key and try to stop the blood flow-don’t come out so quickly.
If there is a bloody smell floating into the tip of the nose
The keys are stained with a faint red color, and Hector Lian-yin is just like being numb and playing fast, and his eyes are getting dark. Every time his fingers touch the blade, it hurts like a terrible pain.
My finger hurts …
Is it going to be abolished?
In the dark
She closed her eyes tightly and tried to let reason overcome her sensory pain. There was no end to it. In the pain, she bit her lip so hard that no one would know that she was hurt. However, the blood on the keys became more and more red …
She means to be dyed red.
Gradually, she felt that her fingers were getting weaker and weaker, and she felt a little nervous every time she pressed the key.
The scene was quiet.
He Lianyin was pale, and every finger nerve was weak enough to support the law. Slowly, the reason in her brain collapsed and the pain swept through her senses, making her frown slightly in pain.
Quiet scene
He Lianyin seems to have entered a dream, and the darkness engulfs her in the distance. She means it hurts so much that it makes her faint.
In the dark
Her eyelashes trembled slightly.
Body also follow slowly slide …
When all is silent.
An arm wrapped around her hand, white and strong, surrounded her and silently gave her weak support in warmth.
Hector even Yin line of sight some out of focus.
In a trance, she saw her brother’s dark and dense eyelashes hanging down, and she couldn’t see him clearly. She felt that he smelled extremely unpleasant and it was chilling, and she was held in his arms.
And he didn’t stop playing. He is a pianist and knows what professionalism is. Since the stage is here, it is Jack nife who will finish playing this song.
The white hands flowed quickly, and the keys stained a lot of blood. The sharp knife cut him, and he was as beautiful as bone China. It means that he didn’t stop because of pain, and he finished the rest with two hands.
End of a song
I don’t know the real situation on the piano side, and the audience are moved by the two people’s dependence on the picture. This is playing the piano, and the plot needs everyone to clap their hands excitedly and enthusiastically.
Linlin looks pale!
You don’t say! They actually finished playing? Spell it like this? No more fingers?
Lights up.
The intense light stained the blood keys.
He Lianyin’s face was dull and surrounded by pale. He Lianyin slowly got up and bowed.
Taiwan’s host and guests saw the piano blood and He Lianyin’s slightly clenched fist pointing to the white sheep fat dripping blood on the ground. The host and guests were startled and opened their mouths slightly.
What’s going on here?
What’s wrong with the piano? What, that girl looks so weak?
He Lianyin bowed his head and looked down at He Lianyin. There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he were frozen with thick ice.
Xiao Yin, I’ll take you home. He gently said that and hugged the pale Hector Lian Yin.
The quiver of her fingers.