Vb: Gu Shangchug (The full text has been completed, respect the original and reject piracy!!)
Blind painter | Hearing-impaired pianist
Their bodies will recover later | 1v1
After Kuang Ye lost his sight, the whole world fell into silence. There was no title of "genius painter", no mother's supervision with fame and fortune, and no one came to see him.
Perhaps, life is an island.
Until there was a knock on his door, and the smell of wet grass and a bit of blood entered his nostrils.
"Hello, I saw the recruitment information to rent a house." The young man said coldly.
Kuang Ye thought of teasing: "Oh, you are so confident. What if I don't rent it to you?"
The sound of footsteps sounded, and Kuang Ye clicked his tongue: "Come back, I'll rent it to you."
He shouted.
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Unexpectedly, Kuang Ye regretted it on the first day.
After becoming blind, his daily schedule became regular and noise-free.
He suppressed the anger of getting out of bed, and opened the door with a cold face to the cheerful piano music: "Are you so interested so early in the morning? Are you having a happy event at home?"
The boy didn't speak. After a strange silence, the melody of two tigers sounded.
"..."
Kuang Ye couldn't stand the noise, so he followed the direction to catch the boy and accidentally tore off Wen Xu's hearing aid.
The world fell into silence again. He twirled the things in his hands helplessly, and said dryly: "I am a painter, blind, and you are a piano player, deaf, so... It is a good match."
He likes to punch.
Since then, the melodious sound of piano has been heard in the house at 8 o'clock every day.
Art is connected. He could hear the unwillingness and sadness in the warm music. His words to let the boy stay by his side forever were cut off in his throat.
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On the day Wen Xu returned to the piano music scene, before taking the stage, Kuang Ye told him: "You are not allowed to play Two Tigers at the International Piano Association."
"Okay."
Sitting in the audience, Kuang Ye felt disgusted for the first time that he was blind. He couldn't see the high-spirited warmth, couldn't see anything...
"This song is for my lover." The young man was as cold as ever, but once again shocked the crowd of thousands of people.
Kuang Ye could tell that he was choking.
""The Warmth of Spring" is an original song I composed for Kuang Ye."
Intention: From the day I saw you, my eyes began to write love letters