Chapter 142 "I love you"
"I want to fulfill everyone's wishes, stand on a bigger stage, and convey hope with my singing."
On the simple little stage, the robin expressed his inner wishes to the two closest people. Everyone has a wish that they want to realize in their heart - that must be the happiest thing.
The halo above the girl's head shines with warm light, and her tiny wings seem to have the power to protect the world.
"Sister, you can do it!"
"It's us," the robin jumped off the bed and took Anming and Sunday's hands, one on each side, "let more people hear our music."
[At the age of six, you began to frequently perform in concert halls and appeared on television programs many times as a musical genius. The robin always pulled Sunday to the front of the audience to cheer for you.]
[The robin has never concealed his love for your piano music, and has become your first fan]
"Mockingbird, I want to play for you."
"I'm sorry."
Robin was unusually flustered. She put her hands behind her skirt shyly, pursed her lips and whispered, "My singing is not worthy of your piano."
Compared to An Ming's piano playing which could be described as exquisite, Robin knew that her singing was just as childish as a child playing house.
"Robin, your song is full of hope," An Ming held the robin's small hand, his eyes filled with sincerity, "I want to play it for you."
"Today is my birthday, and I wanted to... play a song for you, in front of everyone."
"Really?" The robin's eyes sparkled, and he nodded vigorously with joy, "If you want."
"An Ming!"
The door of the lounge was pushed open, and Sunday rushed in aggressively, holding a box of donuts in his hands, "You are bullying my sister again!"
"Are you overreacting?" An Ming didn't let go of the robin's hand. "The robin and I are friends."
"He's a good friend, a very good friend!"
The robin added seriously, fluttering its cute little wings gently, and took out a donut from the box and handed it to An Ming.
"Sister, you are too nice to him. People like him will definitely have affairs with other women and become bad adults in the future," Sunday said seriously, but the robin chuckled.
"Brother~ An Ming is not that kind of person," Robin pursed his lips, suppressing the joy in his heart, "In the future... I want An Ming to play the piano for me."
Children always express their affection in a direct way. If they like something, they like it. In the piano room that afternoon, the robin fell in love with the gentle sound of the piano.
Sunday stood there in a daze, and in that instant it felt like the world was collapsing.
"Let's go, don't just stand there," An Ming stuffed the guitar into Zhou Ri's hands, his smile so sunny that it could blow away all the haze in the world.
"Together we will."
An Ming stretched out his left hand towards Sunday, and the robin looked expectantly at the side.
Zhou Ri hesitated for a moment, then held An Ming's hand tightly.
When the curtain was slowly pulled up to both sides, three people holding hands appeared. Although they looked a little childish, they also made people feel the pure friendship.
An Ming encouraged Robin with his eyes, sat in front of the piano, looked into her eyes and pressed the keys.
"Our little An Ming is also the affectionate type," An sat in the audience, looking at Chen with a smile. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be saying that the ending would not change even if the child marriage was not arranged.
Jaina sat next to An and smiled softly, "The kid named Robin is always talking about An Ming at home."
"The child is still young, so don't get involved."
Chen smiled helplessly, "The performance is about to begin, this is the purpose."
The pleasant piano music soon sounded, and Robin nervously held the lyrics manuscript in her hand. It should not be necessary, but it was her first time to step onto such a big stage.
But when the sound of the piano rang out, it seemed as if all the sounds in the world disappeared, and the only thing left was the sound of the piano that kept guiding her forward.
By the time the robin reacted, the song had already flowed out of its throat naturally.
Amid the melodious music, the robin followed An Ming's gaze and indulged in the warm sunshine, like a sun that would not burn one's hands.
——She saw the sun.
No words are needed, souls blend in the music, and birds spread their wings and fly high into the sky.
Sunday looked at An Ming silently, and at this moment, he also understood the robin.
The sound of the piano was like a pair of wings, leading them to a happy world without pain and sorrow.
The piano music gradually stopped, and after a long aftertaste, warm applause broke out. An Ming took Robin and Sunday to bow in front of the stage to express his gratitude.
But suddenly, a brief discordant sound rang in An Ming's ears.
The huge dome of the concert hall collapsed instantly without any warning. A horrific bombardment befell the planet Kachipe. Under the aftermath of the destruction, a quarter of the planet's surface disappeared in an instant.
The concert hall was affected and twisted to the limit at the moment of the explosion. The huge dome collapsed uncontrollably and the steel supports made terrifying breaking sounds.
"An Ming——!"
In the chaotic crowd, An Ming heard his father's shouting, and the next moment his vision was covered by collapsed boulders. At the last moment, Chen pushed An and Jaina out of the range of the falling ceiling, but he himself failed to leave in time.
Blood rushed to his head, and everything in his sight seemed to be covered with a blurry layer of blood-red.
The passionate and heavy sound of the piano seemed to echo in his ears. An Ming pulled the frightened robin and whispered to Sunday, "Let's get out of here first!"
Sunday quickly regained his senses from his fear and replied decisively: "Go backstage!"
An climbed onto the stage regardless of her gorgeous long dress, with some insoluble sadness still lingering in her eyes. "Go forward," she squatted down, looked at An Ming tenderly, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.
"Don't look back."
The ground was shaking violently, and an ever-expanding crack appeared, tearing the entire stage apart.
The dome of the concert hall collapsed completely, and the originally blue sky was now covered with a layer of deep purple. At the end of the sky, the source of the destructive breath was weaving a curtain called death - the star core would destroy everything and crush life and hope.
The screams of pain and the cries of children can also be such sad music.
When the dome collapsed like the sky, the world lost all sounds, even the sound of the piano in his ears disappeared. An Ming knew at this moment that he could not change anything.
The familiar hand pushed him away tightly, and those eyes were as gentle as they were at the beginning.
This time, An couldn't hug her child. She opened her lips slightly and whispered:
"I love you."
Time did not stop because of this. An Ming flew backwards and fell on the wall on the other side of the crack. The pain squeezed his body so that he could not even make a sound. In the direction where he stretched out his hand, An and the dome fell into the abyss together.
It turns out that this world is not happy.
The only happiness he has is that he is loved by his parents, that's all.