Cultivation Online

"Miss Meifeng… Have you ever felt desperation?" Yuan suddenly asked her after getting off the bed.

"Desperation?" Meifeng raised her eyebrows, wondering to herself why he would ask such a question.

"The feeling of being helpless— a sense of weakness and hopelessness." Yuan stood there with a profound aura around him that felt a little different than usual.

"I can't really say that I have…" Meifeng shook her head.

"However, the closest I have felt to desperation was when my husband died, I guess."

"Your husband?"

Now that he thought about it, Yuan has never seen Meixiu's father before.

"He died in an accident before I could even give birth to Meixiu," she said with a bittersweet smile on her face.

"I'm sorry for asking…"

"There's no need for you to be sorry. It happened really long ago." Meifeng said with a smile.

"Anyways, why the sudden question, Young Master? Does it have something to do with your nightmare?"

"I guess…" He nodded.

Sometime later, they sat around the living room and began eating breakfast.

"Wang Xiuying said that she's currently on the way here with the piano," said Meixiu after they sat down.

"This early in the morning?" Yuan chuckled.

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wants to listen to

it's been years since I last touched an instrument… Not

instruments in years, you'll quickly

hope so,"

while Meixiu cleaned the dishes and Yuan practiced his movement technique, Wang Xiuying arrived at their apartment door

should I put this?" Wang Xiuying

space in the living room. You can put it there."

"Okay!"

hired to deliver the piano then placed the piano at the corner of the

done, Wang Xiuying immediately urged Yuan to

promise…" Yuan said as

give this piano away? It's quite rare and expensive." Meifeng recognized the piano's value

I don't have any time to play it. Instead of letting it rust in my room, I might as well give it to someone who can use

feel for the smooth keys on the piano, Yuan swiped his fingers across the keyboard, filling the room with beautiful

felt it?' Yuan asked himself as he recalled

using divine sense, Yuan began playing the piano

the place, and when the three ladies heard

since Yuan last played the piano, he was currently playing it as though he never took a break. In other words, he was playing it

as she stared at Yuan's figure that was moving elegantly behind

they could only

I can't believe that I am actually hearing it again, and it's not being played on a device.' Meifeng

later, after playing the final note to the song, Yuan asked them, "What do you think?

They all looked at him

but it's almost unrecognizable, and the delay is so minuscule that one wouldn't normally be able to tell

playing it to

it somehow sounded even better than the last, something Wang Xiuying didn't think was

to play a few more songs, getting better with each song until he eventually reached the perfection that he was

Ding.

Meixiu