At the climax, the sun slowly slanted down through the glass of the corridor behind Phytolacca. The Tyndall effect gave the light a shape. Phytolacca stood in the sunlight, like an angel descending to the world, white and quiet.
Everything is such a coincidence, but it seems natural.
I don't know when, a faint smile slowly appeared on the corner of Shanglun's mouth, as if the haze was broken by the sound of song, the dark clouds dispersed, and his eyes stared at Bai Xiannian softly, as if he was lost in memories.
The picture seems to be frozen in time.
After the song ended, Bai Xinnian looked back at Shangluca excitedly and anxiously. He saw that Shangluca's whole body seemed to be shrouded in the sun, with a faint smile on his lips, and his eyes twinkling, as if there was a pool of spring water, and there seemed to be a little bit of starlight, bright.
Bai Xinnian also smiled and said, "How's it going? Did you play well? Do you like it?"
Shanglu came to his senses, wiped the corners of his eyes gently, and said, "It sounds very good, I like it very much."
"You... You cried?" Bai Xinnian stood up in a panic and faced Shang Lu.
"No, I just haven't been this happy for a long time, thank you."
Purpose: Healing