But, between musicians, on stage, words cannot express.
All words, at this moment, can only be condensed into this piece…
"Pathétique Symphony in G minor".
The final piece!
Begin!!
Gan Yanyu plucks the strings.
The melodious yet tense melody slopes downward with the movement!
"..."
In front of her, lights bright enough to make the girl squint.
Beneath the stage, countless ardent gazes of the audience.
Yet in the girl's mind, only the image of Lin Tian remains.
Worrying about his condition.
Anxious about his health.
She wanted to ask—
Why, why go to such lengths?!
She could accept her fate all alone.
But she couldn't bear to watch as Lin Tian reached out for her, dragging him down with her.
Was this step also in your calculation?
Lin Tian?
The cello speeds up, faster and faster…
Lin Tian's hands also reach their peak speed at this moment!
The youth's eyes slightly closed.
His vision, already a blur...
His heartbeat, as if ready to burst out of his chest cage.
