Because their daily staple food is the things that Su Mingan finds difficult to swallow.
While he was having difficulty eating, Fia seemed to be used to eating. Her movements were natural, and she didn't show any signs of choking on the strange food. She even smiled as she looked at him like this.
Su Mingan put down the fork - the fork was so rough that it rubbed his hands.
He looked at the heavy rain outside the window. People were walking in the rain with umbrellas in their hands. The water formed by their footsteps mixed together, like a shallow river spreading on the ground.
The sky was condensed with starlight like ice particles, and the brilliant blue and purple colors were painted into a piece, like a paved bright galaxy.
He turned his head and looked at the girl with pure eyes. She was looking at him, as if some extremely strong emotions had been lingering for a long time and could burst out at any time.
"Look at what I'm doing." Fia smiled.
"Are you used to these nineteen years?" Su Mingan looked at her.
"Very good." Feiya lowered her head, raised her knife and fork, and started to cut the inferior meat slices with tendons and bones all connected together. "This time I learned how to paint, especially oil painting. My golden sunflower painting is particularly good. I'll bring the painting to you when I have time."
The knife and fork made a harsh friction sound on the plate. She cut the stringy meat slices, seeming to be concentrating on struggling with it.
“You also learned oil painting.”
"Yes, there is also a musical instrument called a stringed harp." She raised her fork, as if to show off: "Qin Wang taught me before. It is very similar to a lyre, and the sound is very clear. When I was traveling in nearby cities, I saw many wandering bards using this instrument to compose music and chant their own ballads and poems... It was really beautiful."
As she spoke, she took out a lyre-like instrument from the space ring on her finger. She plucked it lightly with her fingers, and it vibrated with a sound like jade beads falling to the ground. The beautiful sound was like a fleeting rainbow appearing before her eyes.
The guests dining nearby seemed to have noticed this place as well. They were wearing coarse linen clothes, but no one took the initiative to approach Fia, who looked like she came from a noble family. However, their attention was diverted here, and even the shop assistants passing by were no exception.
"Qinwang taught me a piece of music before he fell asleep... I'm a bit stupid, so I can't learn most of it, so I kept practicing this one, over and over again, for fear that I would forget it if I didn't play it one day." Feiya looked at her, her eyes like a layer of morning frost: "It's called... [Scenery], and he wrote it himself. Would you like to listen to me play a piece?"
Su Mingan nodded.
A crisp sound suddenly arose.
The girl with brown curly hair, her delicate and slender fingers flowed on the thin strings. She half-closed her eyelids, all her emotions were contained in her light eyes, and when she plucked the strings, the music like flowing water flowed slowly along her fingers.
Her slightly curly hair swayed gently as she moved. Under the dim stone lamp, her fair face was bathed in light and gradually became transparent.
The sky was low and the rain was falling.
Like a very fine stream of water, the natural sound of wind blowing through leaves and flowers, distant mountains on a sunny day, swaying bamboo leaves. Like the fresh air that floats up after the rain.
The music revealed a fresh and natural feeling, like a beautiful painting slowly unfolding before his eyes.
The busy shop assistants slowed down their movements and the people who were chatting stopped talking. They seemed unwilling to disturb the quiet and distant music. They listened with their ears tilted, with amazement in their eyes.
And in Fia's music, Su Mingan felt peace.
...Long-lost peace.
It's like fatigue fades away, stress is reduced, and music can easily bring people a sense of relief. It seems to have a magical power, awakening people's long-lost memories of the music in the beating of notes, making all the gradually solidified and settled thoughts come alive again.
Through her music, Su Mingan seemed to see a vibrant and green scene. Grass and leaves grew, flowers blossomed, icebergs melted, snow receded, springs gurgled, and rivers flowed over rocks and mountains on both sides, rushing along the river bank without hindrance, like the wind rushing towards freedom.
【free】.
Su Mingan originally thought that Qin Wang should not like such a piece of music. He grew up in a luxurious aristocratic environment and lived under great pressure since childhood. He should not have such a deep love for the nature that he rarely saw.
But in the music, he understood the meaning.
Travelers travel long distances among the criss-crossing roads.
Before sunset, the nearly withered flowers bloom freely.
The raft was swaying on the sea surface which was broken by the skylight.
Bamboo leaves sway, and distant mountains are covered with mist. Everything in this world is thriving.
...The song expresses the joy of the revival of all things in spring.
This represents the great man who died before dawn's boundless yearning for the fading winter in the future.
He was using his music to express his hope for something beyond the destined ending.
People believe that the winter snow will melt and the future will be bright.
The flowing music suddenly stopped.
Fia's fingers rested on the harp, her bright eyes looking at him, the song had ended.
“Pah, pah, pah, pah…”
Applause suddenly broke out.
All the people who were listening couldn't help but applaud. Even a rough man who didn't understand music could understand the meaning of revival of all things from this lively music.
It is even more of a backdrop in today’s actual recovery.
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