For many days after that, Zhou Yun Sheng was guiding Xue Jingyi to tell the truth, but what was disappointing was that, no, perhaps it should be said that as expected, she slowly became numb from the tangled pain, and her flickering eyes became more and more calm.

She quietly called the private doctor and asked him if he could live without surgery. After a long silence, the doctor gave her a negative answer.

"I'll take good care of myself, I won't be too angry or too happy, and I will live quietly. Is this okay? I don't want to use someone else's heart." She cried with tears.

The doctor answered her with a long sigh.

She was tired of crying, so she hung up the phone, because her emotions were too high before, and her heart started to throb again and again. At first she held on, but fell down within a few minutes, and called out weakly, "Uncle Fu, Xiao Deng, medicine, my medicine!"

Nurse Xiao Deng didn't go far, she ran over to give her medicine, and put her down in time, unbuttoned the topmost button, and held her head to keep her breathing.

The old housekeeper immediately called the private doctor. The other party felt bad and was on his way. The group took Xue Jingyi back to the room for treatment. Fortunately, the Xue family has a lot of money, and they have all kinds of medical equipment at home. In order to help her daughter's heart change without knowing it, Xue Rui also arranged one of the underground garages into a very advanced operating room.

It wasn't until eight or nine o'clock in the evening that Xue Jingyi's situation began to improve. The doctor didn't tell the old housekeeper what she was crying about on the phone today, and left after explaining a few words. On the way downstairs, he met a boy who looked exactly like Xue Jingyi, his eyes oozing coldness like a scalpel.

Zhou Yun Sheng nodded slightly, then turned to let the doctor go first. He put a bowl of white porridge on the head of Xue Jingyi's bed and said softly, "Jingyi, are you feeling better? Eat something when you feel better, or your body won't be able to take it."

The old housekeeper picked up the porridge bowl and asked with a blank face, "Mr. Huang used the kitchen without authorization?" At present, there are only him, nurse Xiao Deng and a male assistant in the family, so the cooking work naturally falls on him. . He didn't know when Huang Yi learned to use kitchen utensils, he felt very annoyed and disturbed. He would never let the young lady touch the food that Huang Yi made.

"I didn't do it, Mr. Assistant." Zhou Yun Sheng waved his hand with a very innocent expression.

The old housekeeper still looked very stern, and warned, "Mr. Huang will not need to do these things in the future. It is our responsibility to take care of the young lady."

"But am I not her brother?"

The housekeeper didn't answer, just smiled contemptuously and took the bowl away. He had to prepare another dinner for the lady.

Xue Jingyi was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the gorgeous crystal lamp above her head. She knew that without surgery, her chances of surviving were very slim. Her blood type is the very rare HH, which is commonly known as Bombay blood. There are only 34 people with the same blood type as her in the country of more than one billion people. Except for teenagers, she may never find another person who can match her. A successful match.

"Jingyi, I feel that your family doesn't like me, I want to leave here." Zhou Yun Sheng complained with frown.

"No, don't leave!" Xue Jingyi instantly woke up from her numb state, grabbed the teenager's thin wrist, pinched her nails deeply into his flesh, and begged, "Don't go, stay with me! You It's my only relative!"

The closer she is to the hope of life, 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've never seen that report! She kept hypnotizing herself, and her sad and painful expression gradually calmed down.

Zhou Yun Sheng realized that she had already done a good job in psychological construction. Thinking about it this way, the same situation happened in my previous life. Xue Jingyi had been recovering very well, but inexplicably fell ill. After waking up, she grabbed his hand and stared at him with eyes full of tears, as if she owed money. He is a lot.

Could it be that she also discovered the truth at that time? Human nature is indeed selfish. Zhou Yun Sheng lightly patted the back of her hand to reassure her, "Okay, I'm not leaving, I'll just talk casually, because Uncle Fu is always in a weird mood when he talks to me, and the assistant and Xiao Deng also ignore me."

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

From this day on, Xue Jingyi's attitude towards Zhou Yun Sheng has fundamentally changed. She no longer guarded against him, but did her best to be nice to him, as if to make up for something. She communicated with Fubo and others, asking them to treat their brothers as kindly as possible.

There is no doubt that her efforts made Zhou Yun Sheng live a very comfortable life, except that the clothes he wore became more and more feminine, there was nothing unsatisfactory.

Probably because of her cheerful mood, Xue Jingyi's physical condition gradually improved, and she could occasionally walk around the garden a month later. Zhou Yun Sheng tried to help her, but she stopped him.

She subconsciously didn't want Zhou Yunsheng to appear in the same place as herself, that would make nearby residents suspicious. But in order to make up for this apology, Zhou Yun Sheng agreed when he proposed to take a stroll around the golf course.

When he was dancing and having fun on the lawn, Xue Jingyi stayed in the room and observed him through the gap in the curtains. She envied him for having a healthy body, a bright smile, and a bright future. However, she was supposed to have these things too.

"Don't look at it, miss, you will definitely get better." Uncle Fu closed all the curtains, walked outside the house and called Zhou Yunsheng back, handing over the fake household registration book and ID card, "Sir, you have already completed the household registration for you. , but there is still a month left for the school to start the summer vacation, so it is better to wait for the next semester to go to school."

"Well, I know, I can't follow the class when I go in now." Zhou Yun Sheng nodded obediently, picked up his ID card and glanced at it, his expression a little surprised.

"Xue Jinyi, is this my new name?"

"Of course, since your husband adopted you, you naturally have to be named Xue after your husband. Please completely forget your original name. I will keep the household registration book and ID card for you first, so as not to lose it." The old housekeeper took the things back, Leaving at an unhurried pace, he never thought about whether the young man was willing to abandon his past.

Zhou Yun Sheng stared at his thin back, smiling like a devil. Of course he knew why the Xue family gave him a name with the exact same pronunciation as Xue Jingyi. After all, the Xue family is a famous family for a century, and has a huge influence in China. When Xue Rui and the three are away, they are 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 accidentally bumping into the teenager and causing suspicion, they made perfect preparations. They not only transformed his appearance, but also took his name and let him live in the shadow of Xue Jingyi. When Xue Jingyi needed it, he would disappear completely.

Zhou Yun Sheng was chewing on his new name, full of rage that could not be suppressed.

Xue Jingyi learned that the young man had changed his name to Xue Jinyi, and became more and more responsive to his needs, often staring at his side face in a trance, her eyes filled with tears.

On this day, she was practicing fingering in the piano room. She felt a little rusty because of being in bed for a long time, and had to stop several times to adjust her state.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yun Sheng leaned against the door frame.

"I'm practicing the piano. Do you want to learn? I'll teach you." Seeing the curious look of the boy, Xue Jingyi smiled and waved.

"You can play it again and let me have a look, I'll do it once I read it." Zhou Yun Sheng moved a chair and sat beside the girl, and said boldly.

"Okay, then look carefully." Xue Jingyi pursed her lips and smiled.

The cheerful piano music ding ding dong dong rang through the piano room, making people feel happy when they heard it. Zhou Yun Sheng was still sitting obediently at first, and he was very happy when he heard the shaking of his head from behind and upside down.

Seeing his lively appearance, Xue Jingyi played more and more vigorously. She hadn't been so happy in a long time.

The two were very engaged in playing, but they didn't notice Xue Zixuan standing quietly at the door. He just got home today, and he wanted to go back to the room to take a hot bath, but was attracted by the sound of his sister's piano.

Emotional grasp is very accurate, but there are many deficiencies in skills. But it doesn't matter, skill can be compensated with training, insight and emotional investment require talent. The younger sister is very talented, and this is the point that he is most satisfied with her. Xue Zixuan nodded secretly in his heart, and waved his hand to let Uncle Fu bring the luggage back to the room first.

"Does it sound good?" Xue Jingyi asked expectantly after playing the song.

"Nice." Zhou Yun Sheng nodded.

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

But unfortunately, Zhou Yun Sheng is just such a genius. Playing the piano is like writing a program. You only need to use fixed keys to create a regular combination of several paragraphs. What's more, he has an unforgettable memory.

"Sit down and I'll play it for you." Zhou Yun Sheng helped Xue Jingyi to his place, then sat in front of the piano and pressed two keys at random.

Xue Jingyi covered her mouth and laughed, but soon, she couldn't laugh anymore. A string of extremely familiar melody overflowed from the fingertips of the boy's dancing, which was lighter and more agile than what she played before.

His eyelids are slightly closed, his expression is intoxicated, his slender fingers are jumping on the black and white piano keys, and the sound of the piano is sometimes melodious and melodious like the chirping of a kingfisher, sometimes soft and slow like a flower blooming, sometimes agile and lively like dewdrops rolling down, the first measure is finished, and it enters the rhythm Faster in the second measure, he hunched his back and tapped the keys, as if countless raindrops fell on the green grass, in the blue lake, causing a small splash of water.

In the early morning of early summer, the scenery is as beautiful as a fairyland. The teenager used the invisible sound of the piano to outline such a vivid and beautiful fairyland.

Not only Xue Jingyi was stunned, even Xue Zixuan was intoxicated and unable to extricate herself.

After the song ended, Zhou Yun Sheng put his hands on his knees and asked, "Did I play it wrong?"

"Have you learned the piano before?" Without waiting for Xue Jingyi to answer, Xue Zixuan strode over, and for the first time looked at the young man in front of him with a focused gaze.

"I haven't learned it before, just read it once." Zhou Yun Sheng stared at his hands, remembering the scene from his previous life.

In the last life, on the day Xue Zixuan came back, Xue Jingyi taught him to play the piano. At that time, he was only reincarnated for the second time, and he had no skills other than hacking. But he prides himself on being extremely smart and thinks that playing the piano is just a piece of cake. He just watched it once and copied Xue Jingyi's performance perfectly.

But Xue Zixuan's attitude was completely different from now. He came over and pressed the lid hard, almost crushing the ten fingers he still had on the keys.

When he cried out in pain, he warned word by word, "Your piano sounds like a soulless walking corpse, emitting a rotten and disgusting smell. If you touch the piano in the future, I will break your hands. "Hua Luo turned and left, never looking at him again.

At that time, Zhou Yun Sheng secretly cursed Xue Zixuan for being perverted and nitpicking, and firmly believed that his playing was fine. It was not until a long time later that he finally got rid of the control of the villain system, dared to pour his joys, sorrows and joys into reincarnation, and truly fell in love with someone, that he really understood the meaning of Xue Zixuan's words.

His piano sound has no emotion, so it is a walking corpse without a soul. Maybe a layman can't see the problem, but Xue Zixuan felt discomfort when the first note sounded.

Xue Zixuan is extremely cold in reality, has no empathy, no sense of morality, no concept of right and wrong, just like a grotesque character living in a black and white silent film. So when Xue Rui asked him to bring Huang Yi back, he knew that his father wanted to dig the boy's heart, but he didn't feel any problem.

The only thing that keeps his life alive and hot is music. Once enough moving music is poured into his eardrums, his cold heart will become extremely soft, on the contrary, if anyone taints the music, he will fall into rage. He would never be jealous of musicians more talented than himself, who, in his opinion, 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 more talented musicians can be cultivated.

Xue Zixuan rarely looked into anyone's eyes, but now, he walked over to the boy and stared at him condescendingly, his eyes terrifyingly hot.

"I haven't learned the piano, my family is poor, and I don't have that kind of conditions." Zhou Yun Sheng stood up, looking awkward, but in fact he enjoyed the other person's gaze very much. Arousing Xue Zixuan's interest was his main purpose today. If you want to make a game more fun, you must continue to create contradictions and conflicts. Xue Zixuan is his lever to disrupt the Xue family.

Xue Zixuan nodded clearly, and his eyes were a little hotter. He knows Huang Yi's family conditions. I'm afraid he has never even seen the piano before, let alone playing. If he can play to this level after just listening to it once, then his talent in music is probably better than himself. .

When he realized this, Xue Zixuan was not controlled by narrow-minded jealousy. On the contrary, he felt very happy. No, perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as excitement. He enjoys being immersed in beautiful music that makes him feel like his heart is still beating and his blood is still flowing. He hopes that human beings can create more and better music and make the world a better place.

With an unprecedented smile, he asked, "What did you feel when you played the tune just now?"

Zhou Yun Sheng said in a slightly dry voice, "It's like, it's like getting up early in the morning and breathing the first breath of fresh air. I'm very happy and very motivated."

Xue Zixuan stretched out his hand and wanted to slap the top of the young man's hair. Seeing the other side tilt his head to avoid him, his happy mood was not affected at all.

"Your feeling is right, that piece is called "Morning Morning". I'll play another piece, you can watch it." He took his seat in front of the piano, took off his pure white silk gloves, and began to play seriously.

There is no doubt that his performance level is far superior to that of his contemporary musicians. His understanding of life is morbid and grotesque, but it is precisely because of this morbidity and grotesque that his piano sound has an indescribable impact. force, the impact of which can smash directly into the soul of the listener.

He achieved more and more and went further and further, until he left everyone behind. However, no one knew how strong the loneliness in his heart was, and he longed for a partner who could resonate with him, someone who could shake his soul with music.

The majestic sound of the piano reverberated in the air for a long time. At the end of the song, he retracted his hands and looked at the boy, "Have you learned it?"

"I learned."

"Play it for me now." Xue Zixuan gave up his seat.

Xue Jingyi sat on the side and watched the interaction between the two, her slightly bruised fingertips pinched the hem of her clothes. Knowing that it shouldn't be, she still hoped that the boy could not finish the performance, so that her brother wouldn't cast his gentle and focused gaze on him.

She remembered that when she was a child, her brother would never give her a single glance, but one day, when she played a minuet for her brother with excitement, her brother picked her up for the first time and said with a smile, "This is our Xue Xue. Family." Because of a piece of music, he recognized her existence, which shows how much he prefers people with musical talents.

If the boy's talent surpasses himself, perhaps his brother will like him more than himself. With a strong sense of crisis surging in her heart, she grabbed the hem of her clothes and shouted, "Brother, my chest hurts so much."

Xue Zixuan immediately picked her up and headed to the bedroom, not forgetting to explain, "Waiting for me in the piano room tomorrow."

Zhou Yun Sheng nodded and followed step by step.

Xue Jingyi's heart really ached when she heard this, but she could stop it once, but she couldn't stop it for the rest of her life, and she couldn't show her selfish mentality, which would arouse her brother's disgust. She was lying on the bed, her tired expression showing anxiety and anger.

After the doctor left, Zhou Yun Sheng quietly opened the door and slipped in, asking, "Jing Yi, what's wrong with you, why do you always faint?"

"It's nothing, I didn't raise it well when I was young, and my body is weak." Xue Jingyi's ability to lie became stronger and stronger. Although she still felt guilty when she was a teenager, it became weaker day by day, especially after today.

"Then you have a good rest." Zhou Yun Sheng lovingly touched the girl's pale cheeks, feeling her instantly stiff muscles, and a sneering gleam flashed in his eyes.

The next day, Zhou Yunsheng was dug up by the old housekeeper early in the morning and brought to the piano room. Xue Jingyi was already sitting in front of the piano, playing the tune that Xue Zixuan played yesterday, and finally asked expectantly, "Brother, have I improved? ?"

"I need to practice more." Xue Zixuan's tone was indifferent. This level of piano sound still can't impress him, but it's not annoying to him either. Although this younger sister is not related to him by blood, she miraculously possesses the unique musical talent of the Xue family. If her physical condition allows, she should have achieved a lot after practicing hard for a few years.

"Come here and play it again." He waved to the boy standing at the door.

Xue Jingyi moved out of the seat slowly, and subconsciously stroked her chest, she couldn't pretend to be sick today.

Zhou Yun Sheng wiped his palm with the hem of his clothes, and slowly placed his ten fingers on the corresponding piano keys. Perhaps the former Zhou Yunsheng knew nothing about playing the piano, and because he was controlled by the system, he did not dare to express his true feelings. He used blunt imitation to destroy the most moving and beautiful things in the world, but now Zhou Yunsheng has long been different. .

He got rid of the shackles of the system, broke the barriers in his heart, experienced the deepest sorrow, and also obtained the most extreme joy. No matter what kind of emotion you want him to express with music, he can express it to the fullest, like the heavy rain in summer, the snow and ice in winter, the warm sun in spring, the breeze in autumn, he can use music to construct an illusory and real world.

The song is called "The Sea", and it describes the scene of a group of fish playing in the deep sea. Zhou Yun Sheng closed his eyes and adjusted his emotions to the best state before starting to play.

The young man's body was surrounded by brilliant sunlight, and his fingertips lifted and fell, drawing mottled light and shadows, as if countless silver-white fish were swimming around him. He pressed hard to create a turbulent tide, tapped lightly, and let the tide fall quietly. His nimble fingertips slid from one end of the keys to the other, as if white dolphins were chasing a school of delicious sardines, whistling and tumbling in the vortex they created.

He recreates the incomparable scenery in the deep sea with beautiful melody.

Xue Jingyi's palm was always covering her chest. The more beautiful the boy's piano sound, 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 indescribable scorching eyes, and her heart suddenly throbbed.

Zhou Yun Sheng's fingertips moved more and more slowly until it came to a complete standstill, the tide slowly receded, revealing soft, golden sand, and the playing ended.

Xue Zixuan walked up to the boy and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you like to play the piano?" He would never accept a negative answer. The boy has such an amazing talent, and he should be born for music.

"Of course I like it." Zhou Yun Sheng stood up nervously.

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

"Okay." Zhou Yun Sheng nodded with flushed cheeks.

"What's your name?" It wasn't until this time that Xue Zixuan really took the boy to heart.

"My name is Xue Jinyi."

"Xue Jingyi?" Xue Zixuan frowned.

"It's Xue Jinyi." Zhou Yun Sheng gestured in his palm.

Xue Zixuan nodded and realized that he had to go to the academy to teach today when he saw the assistant beckoning at the door. He put on his coat and adjusted his tie. When he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something and said softly, "My name is Xue Zixuan."

Zhou Yun Sheng nodded dumbly.

The black luxury car drove out of the gravel-paved path. Xue Jingyi stood by the window and looked into the distance. She didn't turn her head to look at the young man until the car was hidden in a large forest. Her voice was harsh, "Brother likes you very much."

Zhou Yunsheng blushed and said hesitantly, "Really? But I didn't feel it at all."

What he wanted was exactly what Xue Zixuan liked, and he liked it more and more until he couldn't help himself.

Of course, this feeling has nothing to do with love, but about faith. Xue Zixuan's belief is music, and he only needs to let him see his talent in music to become part of his belief. How to choose between relatives and beliefs? This is a big problem for Xue Zixuan, who loves music.