Lu Zixuan said nothing. Uncharacteristically sitting at the table. He stood up suddenly. Picking up the violin that was placed aside, he gently put it on his shoulder and started playing. He just stood quietly in front of the window, the weak light of the setting sun silently shining on his shoulders. The blue curtains gently held him up like sea water, like the free son of the water god in the blue sea and sky. A gentle melody spread from his body. It's like a pebble is suddenly thrown into the calm water, causing ripples, slowly and joyfully~~~
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