MTL - Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil-Chapter 143 14.3

Many days later, Zhou Yunyi was guiding Xue Jingyi to tell the truth, but disappointingly, no, perhaps it should be said that she was slowly becoming numb from the pain of entanglement, and her blinking eyes became more and more calm.

She sneaked a phone call from a private doctor and asked him if he could survive without surgery. The doctor gave her a negative answer after a long silence.

"I am well conditioned, not too angry or too happy, quietly living, can't this be done? I don't want to use the heart of others." She shouted with a cry.

The doctor answered her with a long sigh.

She was crying tired, and then she hung up because of the emotional ups and downs, and the heart began to scream again and again. At first she was still holding on, and she fell down in a few minutes. She was weak and called, "Fu Bo, Xiao Deng, medicine, my medicine!"

The nurse Xiao Deng did not go far, rushed to feed her, and put her flat in time, untied the top button, holding her head to keep her breathing.

The old butler immediately called the private doctor's phone. The other party felt that it was not on the way. The group took Xue Jingyi back to the house for treatment. Fortunately, Xue Jiacai is very rough, and there are medical devices in the family. Even for God's unconsciously helping her daughter change her heart, Xue Rui also arranged one of the underground garages into a very advanced operating room.

Busy at eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Xue Jingyi's situation began to improve. The doctor did not tell the old housekeeper about her call to cry today, and gave a few words to leave. On the way down the stairs, I met a teenager who was exactly the same as Xue Jingyi, and her eyes looked like a scalpel.

Zhou Yunqi nodded a little and leaned over to let the doctor go first. He put a bowl of porridge on Xue Jingyi's bed and said softly, "Is it better to be quiet? If you have a good point, you can eat something, or you can't stand it."

The old housekeeper put the porridge bowl up and asked with a blank expression. "Mr. Huang used the kitchen automatically?" At present, only the family, nurse Xiao Deng and a male assistant, the work of cooking naturally falls on his head. . When Huang Yi learned to use kitchen supplies, he didn't know it. He felt very angry and upset. Huang Yi made the food, he will never let the lady touch even a bite.

"I didn't do it, it was Mr. Assistant." Zhou Yunyi waved his hand and his face was very innocent.

The old butler is still very strict, and he said, "In the future, these things will not be done by Mr. Huang. It is our responsibility to take care of the young lady."

"But I am not her brother?"

The butler did not answer, only smiled and took the bowl away. He must re-send a dinner to the lady.

Xue Jingyi was lying on the bed, staring at the gorgeous crystal lamp on her head. She knows that if she does not have surgery, her hopes of living will be very slim. Her blood type is very rare hh, also known as the blood of Mumbai, the population of China is more than one billion people, only thirty-four people are the same as her blood type, except for teenagers, she may never find a second one. A person with a successful match.

"Still, I feel that your family doesn't like me, I want to leave here." Zhou Yunyi complained.

"No, don't leave!" Xue Jingyi instantly woke up from the state of numbness, slammed the young boy's wrist, and nailed it deep into his flesh, pleading, "Don't leave, stay with me! You It is my only relative!"

The closer she is to the hope of being born, the more she is afraid of death, and she has to admit that she is a selfish coward.

I don't know anything, I really don't know anything, I have never seen that report! She kept hypnotizing herself, and her sad and painful expression slowly calmed down.

Zhou Yunqi realized that she had already done psychological construction. In this way, the same situation happened in the last life. Xue Jingyi was very good at conditioning, but it was inexplicable. After waking up, he glared at his hand and stared at him with tearful eyes, as if he owed it. He is a lot.

Did she discover the truth at that time? Human nature is selfish. Zhou Yunxuan patted her hand to appease, "Well, I don't want to go, I just talked about it, because Fobo always talked to me when it was always yin and yang, and assistant and Xiao Deng ignored me."

"Don't be angry, I will say them." Xue Jingyi smiled weakly.

From this day, Xue Jingyi’s attitude towards Zhou Yunyi has undergone a fundamental change. She is no longer guarding him, but doing everything she can to help him as if to make up for it. She communicated with Fu Bo and others to make them as kind as possible to their brothers.

Undoubtedly, her efforts made Zhou Yunyi very comfortable, only in addition to wearing more and more feminine clothes, there is nothing wrong with it.

Probably because of the cheerful mood, Xue Jingyi's physical condition gradually improved, and after a month, he could walk around the garden occasionally. Zhou Yunqi tried to help her and was stopped by her.

She subconsciously does not want Zhou Yunyi to appear in the same place as herself, which will cause suspicion among nearby residents. However, in order to make up for this apology, Zhou Yunqi proposed that she wanted to go shopping on the golf course.

When he snorted and jumped on the lawn, Xue Jing stayed in the room and observed him through the gap in the curtain. She envied him with a healthy body, a sly smile, and a bright future. However, she should have these things.

"Don't watch, you will be fine." Fu Bo pulled all the curtains and went outside to call Zhou Yunyi back. He handed over the fake account and ID card. "Mr. has already helped you with your household registration." But there is still a month when the school starts to go on summer vacation, so it is best to wait for the next semester to go to school."

"Well, I know, I can't keep up with the class now." Zhou Yun said with a nod, picked up his ID card and looked a little surprised.

"Xue Jinyi, is this my new name?"

"Of course, Mr. adopted you, you naturally have to marry Mr. Xue, please forget the original name completely. I will take it for you first, so I won't lose it." The old housekeeper took things back. Leaving at an unhurried pace, I never thought that the teenager would not want to discard his past.

Zhou Yunyi stared at his thin back and smiled like a demon. Of course, he knows why Xue Jia should give him a name that is exactly the same as Xue Jingyi's pronunciation. Xue Jiahao is a hundred-year-old family. He has great influence in China. When Xue Rui is absent, he is naturally quiet. When they come back, they will hold various banquets and invite celebrities from all walks of life.

In order to prevent the guests from inadvertently hitting the teenager and causing suspicion, they made a perfect preparation. They not only modified his appearance, but also took his name and let him live in the shadow of Xue Jingyi. When Xue Jingyi needs it, he will disappear completely.

Zhou Yunqi chewed his new name, and the violent temper could not be suppressed.

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Xue Jingyi learned that the boy had been renamed Xue Jinyi, and he was more and more responsive to him. He often stared at his side face and his eyes were full of tears.

On this day, she practiced **** in the piano room. Because she was sick in bed for a long time, she felt a bit unfamiliar and had to stop to adjust her condition several times.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yunxi leaned on the door frame.

"I am practicing the piano. Do you want to learn, I will teach you." Seeing the young boy's curious look, Xue Jingyi smiled and waved.

"You can play it once and let me see it. I will see it again." Zhou Yunyi moved his chair and sat next to the girl, saying with a big word.

"Okay, then look carefully." Xue Jing said with a grin.

The cheerful piano music rang through the piano room, making people feel happy. Zhou Yunqi was still sitting at the beginning, and he heard that he was shaking his head and going backwards. He was very happy.

Xue Jingyi saw his lively little appearance, and the more he played, the more he played. She hasn't lived so fast for a long time.

The two played very hard and did not find Xue Zixuan standing quietly at the door. He just got home today, and wanted to go back to the room to take a hot bath, but he was attracted by his sister's piano.

Feelings are very precise, but there are many shortcomings in skills. But no problem, skills can be compensated by training, but insight and emotional input requires talent. My sister is very talented, this is what he is most satisfied with. Xue Zixuan secretly nodded in his heart and waved his hand to let Fouber bring the baggage back to the room.

"Good?" After a song, Xue Jing asked with full expectation.

"Good." Zhou Yunxiao nodded.

"Have you learned?" Xue Jingyi deliberately teased him. She didn't think that teenagers could learn to play the piano just by reading it, unless he was a genius.

But unfortunately, Zhou Yunqi is precisely such a genius. Playing the piano is like writing a program. Just use a fixed button to create a regular combination of paragraphs, not to mention that he has an unforgettable memory.

"You sit in the past, I will play it for you." Zhou Yunyi took Xue Jingyi to his position, then sat in front of the piano and pressed two keys.

Xue Jingyi grinned, but soon she couldn't smile anymore. A string of familiar melody overflowed from the fingertips of the young boy's flying, more brisk and more agile than she played before.

His eyes are slightly closed, his expression is intoxicated, his slender fingers are jumping on the black and white keys, and the sounds of the piano are sometimes melodious like the kingfisher humming, sometimes soft and slow like flowers bloom, sometimes the lively and lively like dew drops, the first measure is finished, enter the rhythm In the second, faster section, he bowed his back and slammed the keys, as if there were countless raindrops on the green grass, and in the blue and plentiful lake, a small flower of a small splash was stirred up.

In the early morning of early summer, the scenery is beautiful like a fairyland. The juvenile uses the invisible piano to outline such a vivid and beautiful fairyland.

Not only Xue Jingyi stayed, but even Xue Zixuan was intoxicated.

At the end of the song, Zhou Yunxi put his hand on his lap and asked, "Is it wrong?"

"Have you ever studied piano?" Before Xue Jingyi answered, Xue Zixuan strode over and looked at the boy in front of him for the first time with a focused look.

"I haven't studied, I will read it again." Zhou Yunyi stared at his hands and remembered the scene of the last life.

In the last life, also on the day when Xue Zixuan came back, Xue Jingyi taught him to play the piano. At that time, he only reincarted for the second time, except for hacking techniques and did not master any other skills. However, he is very clever and thinks that playing the piano is just a piece of cake. After only reading it, he copied the performance of Xue Jingyi perfectly.

But Xue Zixuan’s attitude is completely different from the present. He walked over and pressed down the lid, almost crushing the ten fingers he still placed on the keys.

When he screamed, he warned, "Your voice is like a dead body without a soul, giving off a rotten, disgusting smell. I will interrupt your hands when I touch the piano in the future." The words turned and left, and never looked at him again.

At that time, Zhou Yunxi secretly cursed Xue Zixuan's metamorphosis, picking bones in the egg, and firmly believed that his playing was no problem. Until a long time later, he finally got rid of the control of the villain system, dared to pour his own emotions and sorrows in the reincarnation, and fell in love with someone sincerely, only to truly understand the meaning of Xue Zixuan's words.

His piano sound has no feelings, so it is the walking dead of the soul. Maybe the layman can't see the problem, but Xue Zixuan feels discomfort when the first note sounds.

Xue Zixuan is extremely cold in reality, has no empathy, no moral sense, no right and wrong, like a grotesque character living in black and white silent films. So when Xue Rui asked him to bring Huang Yi back, he knew that his father wanted to dig the heart of the boy and he could not feel any problems.

The only thing that makes his life alive and hot is music. Once he instills enough moving music into his eardrum, his cold heart will become soft and soft. On the contrary, if anyone smears the music, he will fall into fury. He will never be a more talented musician than himself. In his view, they are the most valuable asset in the world. He worships them, defends them, and learns from them subconsciously.

Therefore, Xue Zixuan has a very high reputation and excellent popularity in the music industry. He donates a large sum of money to music institutions every year so that he can cultivate more talented musicians.

Xue Zixuan rarely saw anyone in his eyes, but now, he walked to the juvenile side, staring at him condescendingly, his eyes burning and terrible.

"I haven't studied piano, and my family is poor. I don't have that condition." Zhou Yunqi stood up and looked uneasy, but he really enjoyed the other's attention. The interest in Xue Zixuan is his most important goal today. If you want to make a game more fun, then you must constantly create contradictions and conflicts. Xue Zixuan is the lever that he disturbs Xue.

Xue Zixuan nodded, his eyes were more hot. Huang Yi’s family conditions, he knows, I’m afraid I haven’t even seen the piano before, let’s talk about playing. If I can only play it once, I’m afraid that I’m still on the music. .

When she realized this, Xue Zixuan was not controlled by the narrow heart. On the contrary, he felt very happy, no, perhaps with excitement to describe it more appropriate. He is happy to immerse himself in the beautiful music, which makes him feel that his heart is still jumping and the blood is still flowing. He hopes that human beings can create more and better music and make the world a better place.

He burst into a smile and asked, "What did you feel when you played the song?"

Zhou Yunyi said with a slightly dry voice. "It’s like, just like getting up early in the morning, breathing the first fresh air, very happy, very motivated."

Xue Zixuan reached out and wanted to beat the young man's hair, seeing the other side's head to avoid, and the pleasant mood was unaffected.

"Your feeling is right, the song is called "Early Morning." I play another song, you are optimistic." He sat in front of the piano, took off the pure white silk gloves, and played it seriously.

Undoubtedly, his performance level is far higher than that of contemporary musicians. His understanding of life is pathological and grotesque, but precisely because of this morbidity and grotesque, his piano sound has some inexplicable impact. Force, this kind of impact can directly hit the soul of the audience.

He has achieved more and more achievements and has gone further and further until he has left everyone behind. However, no one knows how strong his loneliness is. He is eager to have a partner who can resonate with him, a presence that can use music to incite his soul.

The majestic sound of the sound echoed in the air for a long time, and when the song ended, he took back his hands and looked at the teenager. "Have you learned?"

"Learn."

"Play it for me now." Xue Zixuan gave up the position.

Xue Jingyi sat on the side watching the interaction between the two, and the slightly purple fingertips slammed the clothes. Ming knows that she shouldn't, she still hopes that the teenager can't finish playing, so that the brother will not cast a gentle and focused look on him.

She remembered that when she was a child, her brother never looked at her, but one day, when she played a small step music for her brother with excitement, her brother picked her up for the first time and smiled. "This is our Xue. Family." Because of a song, he agreed with her existence, which shows how much he likes people with rich musical talent.

If the talent of the teenager surpasses himself, perhaps the brother will like him to overcome himself. Her heart was full of a sense of crisis, shouting in her clothes. "Brother, my chest hurts."

Xue Zixuan immediately picked her up to go to the bedroom, not forgetting to pay the road, "I will wait for me in the piano room tomorrow."

Zhou Yunyi nodded and followed suit.

Xue Jingyi heard this and the heart really hurts. However, she can stop it once, but she can't stop the world, and she can't show her selfishness. It will lead to her brother's disgust. She was lying in bed, and her tired expression revealed uneasiness and shackles.

When the doctor left, Zhou Yunqi sneaked open the door and sneaked in. He asked, "Jingyi, what disease did you get, why did you always faint?"

"Nothing, I didn't raise it when I was a child, my body was weak." Xue Jingyi's skill in lying is getting deeper and deeper. Although there is still a sense of guilt in the face of a teenager, it is even thinner every day, especially after today.

"Then rest well." Zhou Yunxi loved the pity and touched the girl's pale cheeks, feeling her stiff muscles in the moment, and her eyes slipped through a taunting dark man.

On the following day, Zhou Yunyi was dug up by the old housekeeper and brought to the piano room. Xue Jingyi had already sat in front of the piano and played the song that Xue Zixuan played yesterday. At the end of the day, he asked, "Brother, have I improved?" ?"

"More practice." Xue Zixuan was indifferent. This level of melody can't touch him, but it doesn't make him hate. Although this sister has no blood relationship with him, but miraculously has the unique musical talent of the Xue family, if her physical condition allows, hard work for a few years should be no small achievement.

"You come over and play it again." He waved at the teenager standing at the door.

Xue Jing slowly let go of the seat, subconsciously stroked the chest, and can no longer be sick today.

Zhou Yunyi wiped the palm of his hand with his clothes and slowly placed the ten fingers on the corresponding keys. Perhaps Zhou Yunyi once knew nothing about playing the piano, but because he was controlled by the system, he dared not reveal his true feelings. He used hard imitation to destroy the most touching and beautiful things in the world, but now Zhou Yunyi is no longer the same. .

He got rid of the embarrassment of the system, broke the barriers in his heart, experienced the deepest sorrow, and received the most extreme joy. No matter what kind of feelings you want him to express with music, he can vent his vomiting, like the rainstorm in summer, the snow in winter, the warm sun in spring, the breeze in autumn, he can use music to construct an illusion and The real world.

The song is called "The Sea" and describes the scene of the fish swimming in the deep sea. Zhou Yunyi closed his eyes and adjusted his emotions to the best condition before he began to play.

The young man's body is surrounded by brilliant sunlight, his fingertips are lifted up and down, and a mottled light and shadow is drawn, as if countless silvery fish are swimming around. He pressed hard to create a choppy tide, tapping it lightly, and letting the tide fall quietly. His flexible fingertips slid across the end of the key, as if the white dolphins were chasing the delicious sardines and twirling in the swirls they made.

He recreates the unparalleled scenery of the deep sea with beautiful melodies.

Xue Jingyi’s palm has been covered on the chest. The more pleasant the son's voice, the more uneasy she felt. She couldn't help but peek at her brother's expression and found that he was staring at the boy with a burning gaze that was difficult to describe. The heart suddenly felt a pain.

Zhou Yun's fingertips moved more and more slowly until they were completely still, and the tide slowly receded, revealing a soft, golden beach and playing.

Xue Zixuan walked to the juvenile side and asked, "Do you like to play the piano?" He never accepts the negative answer. The teenager has such amazing talents that he should be born for music.

"Of course I like it." Zhou Yunzhen stood up in uneasiness.

"Very good, from tomorrow, you learn to play the piano with me, come here every morning at six o'clock," he said in a commanding tone.

"Okay." Zhou Yunqi nodded his cheeks.

"What is your name?" Until this time, Xue Zixuan really put the boy in his heart.

"My name is Xue Jinyi."

"Xue Jingyi?" Xue Zixuan frowned.

"This is Xue Jinyi." Zhou Yunyi was in his palm.

Xue Zixuan nodded and found that the assistant waved at the door and realized that he would go to the college to teach today. He put on his coat, put out his tie, and suddenly remembered something when he walked to the door. He said softly, "My name is Xue Zixuan."

Zhou Yunzhen stupidly nodded.

The black luxury car drove out of the gravel paved path. Xue Jingyi stood by the window and looked away until the body was hidden in a large forest. He turned back to the teenager and looked at the voice. "My brother likes you very much."

Zhou Yunhong blushes and swears, "Is it? I can't feel it at all."

He wants to be Xue Zixuan's favorite, and he is more and more like it until he is difficult to extricate himself.

Of course, this relationship has nothing to do with love, but about faith. Xue Zixuan's belief is music, and he only needs to let him know his talent in music can become part of his faith. How do you choose your loved ones and your faith? This is a big problem for Xue Zixuan, who loves music.