And the man before her, in this instant, had once again created a tender grassland deep within her heart.
Soon, the piece of music was drawing to an end.
An Xiaoyu took a step forward, about to speak, when she saw Shen Yufeng’s fingers move nimbly, and in a flash, another tune began to flow from his piano keys.
An Xiaoyu was instantly stunned.
This piece was none other than "Adelina by the Water," famously played by Richard Clayderman.
The inspiration for this piece came from Greek mythology.
It is said that Pygmalion, King of Cyprus, sculpted a girl of incomparable beauty, and he gazed at her so obsessively each day that he eventually fell helplessly in love with the statue he had created with his own hands.
Pygmalion began to pray to the gods, hoping for a miracle. Finally, his sincerity and persistence in love moved Aphrodite, the goddess of love, and she granted life to the statue.
From then on, King Pygmalion and the girl lived together in happiness!
The love in the myth, like crystal pure and flawless, is enchanting. However, such beautiful, romantic, and innocent love only exists within the realm of legend.
In real life, pure love is but a luxury that is desired but unattainable!
The melody, gentle and dreamlike, resonated long and deeply, like whispers shared between lovers, seeping bit by bit into her heart.
Immersed in the flowing tunes, An Xiaoyu felt somewhat dreamy, and the images that appeared before her were from her childhood.
Back then, after her mother left, only her father was left to take care of her.
Still young and without her mother’s company, she always struggled to sleep at night.
Latterly, her father would tell her stories or play soft music to soothe her to sleep, and at that time, her favorite was this piece, "Adelina by the Water."
Her father noticed this and specifically made a music CD for her, featuring just this tune on repeat.
And now, Shen Yufeng was playing this very song in front of her, and in an instant, An Xiaoyu could no longer hold back her tears.
Seeing An Xiaoyu weeping while he was playing, Shen Yufeng’s movements froze for a moment, but An Xiaoyu said, "Don’t stop, please continue!"
So, the beautiful melody began to echo throughout the hall once again.
Finally, the piece concluded, and Shen Yufeng quickly approached An Xiaoyu, only to see that she had already become a tearful mess.
"Silly girl, why are you crying?"
As he spoke, Shen Yufeng was about to reach out to wipe her tears, but An Xiaoyu, embarrassed, dodged.
"It’s nothing, just that this music... suddenly made me think of my dad!"
"I don’t think I’ve ever heard you mention your dad before!"
Shen Yufeng’s voice was deep, piercing more easily into her eardrums in the silent night.
"Can you share with me... the story of you and your dad?"
An Xiaoyu was surprised, having not expected Shen Yufeng to want to hear such things.
Since her father passed away, she had never spoken to anyone else about him, her mother naturally never asked, so who else could she tell?
Thus, she deeply buried her father within her heart, and she had not even spoken of him to Qin Zixiao.
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And now, Shen Yufeng... was actually willing to listen.
An Xiaoyu’s heart softened, and she opened up...