Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

Chapter 418

“Indeed, it has nothing to do with you, and it’s certainly none of your business!” Mia retorted before making her way toward the academic building.

As Maya caught on, she watched Mia’s departing figure with frustration. “Mia, you’d better hold on and explain yourself!”

Mia glanced back. “Edwin’s grandfather lived a long life because he minded his own business! Whether I

learn plano or not is none of your concern!”

With those words, Mia continued on her way, a faint smirk playing on her lips as she dismissed Maya’s earlier derogatory remarks.

Playing the piano was merely a hobby for Mia.

She had no intentions of competing or joining the music team for the upcoming show. Her goal was simply to fulfill the unmet desires from her early years.

Despite her fading memories of childhood, playing the piano faintly revived fragments of her past.

Mia went directly to an empty classroom on the fourth floor to practice. With a deep breath, she began playing the piano piece from memory.

Playing this nursery rhyme always brought her a sense of tranquility.

The room was soon filled with the sound of the piano, its melodies intertwining with the harmonies of

echoing throughout the building.

swiftly changed upon recognizing the familiar melody of a piano nearby.

turned uneasy. “Did you

are you referring to?

classes are still

I mean the piano piece. Did you hear that melody that sounds like a nursery

plays it?”

investigating all

was seeking, and they all claimed to be unaware of the nursery rhyme’s existence.

recognized the familiar piano melody.

lately, she hadn’t

if she had misheard or perhaps even experienced a

hallucination.

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believe she was hearing the

certain it wasn’t an illusion this time. She retrieved her phone and

that

melody was somewhat obscured amidst the sounds of other instruments, Maya

distinguish

that piece of music was something she would never forget in her

the person who played this piece. Maybe you could tell me more about this