Chapter 121: The Forgotten Heart (5)
After a moment, without getting a reply from Lei'er, Yinyin turned her head again and looked at the scenery outside, perhaps looking at the scenery.
Lei'er looked at Yinyin steadily, as if she was thinking about the meaning of this sentence, but she couldn't figure it out; in Lei'er's impression, Yinyin was still amnesiac, but the current Yinyin made her feel that it was not the case. This indescribable feeling, was it just amnesia? Then why was it "forgotten"? What did Yinyin want to say?
It took a long time.
"Lei'er, am I weird?" Yin Yin spoke again.
"Well?"
Lei'er was shocked, but still didn't understand what Yinyin wanted to say.
"It's empty--" Yin Yin said lightly.
Lei'er was stunned. It would have been fine if Yinyin didn't say anything, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Lei'er was confused and didn't understand the meaning of her words.
"Listen—"
"What?"
"The sound of a piano."
"Where is the music, miss?"
Lei'er felt more and more frightened by Yinyin's continuous inexplicable words.
In Yin Yin's mind, the familiar melody sounded again, very quiet and soft. She closed her eyes and scenes from the past emerged in her mind. She had danced to this familiar melody, and that feeling was unforgettable for her.
Yin Yin suddenly stood up, walked forward and began to dance. Lei'er was surprised at first that Yin Yin suddenly started to dance, but then she was quickly attracted by Yin Yin's dance. No matter how many times she watched, Lei'er would be immersed in Yin Yin's beautiful dance moves. Yin Yin's dance moves were not only beautiful, but could also bring the viewers into the dance. It was easy for them to be affected by the dance and to fall into a state of empathy with the mood of the dancer.
Unlike before, Yinyin danced with her eyes closed this time. She felt even better than before as she followed the melody in her head and danced to the beat. Yinyin should be in a very happy mood, at least she thought so. However, she didn't know, or she didn't realize at all, that she was in tears at this moment...
Lei'er was shocked. She didn't know what kind of mood Yinyin was in when she danced, but she never expected that Yinyin would suddenly cry. She cried even though she didn't look sad. Her eyes were still closed, but tears kept flowing. Lei'er was deeply attracted by Yinyin, or to be more precise, by the emotions in her dance. She didn't realize that she was also in tears like Yinyin.
After a long time, Yin Yin still didn't stop. On the contrary, the amplitude of her dance increased unconsciously, and so did her emotions.
Yin Yin didn't know why she was dancing, she just knew that she didn't want to stop. If she stopped, she would feel empty, so she didn't stop. Her eyes opened unconsciously, and there was no longer that calm look in her eyes, but a hint of sadness, as if she was in extreme pain and wanted to use dancing to divert the pain.
I don’t know how long it took, Yinyin continued to dance tirelessly, while Lei’er forgot the existence of time and even forgot how to react.
A black shadow appeared, interrupting Yin Yin's movements instantly. Yin Yin looked at the newcomer with a dazed and wandering look, as if asking questions, but before she could speak, she closed her eyes and fainted in the newcomer's arms. The moment the newcomer arrived, the white tiger woke up, stood up and looked at the newcomer. The strange thing was that it did not show hostility to the newcomer, but just looked at...
"Miss--"
At this moment Lei'er woke up from her dream. When she saw Yinyin fainted in the arms of the man who came, Lei'er suddenly realized what was going on and jumped up.
"Who are you?" Lei'er shouted.
"Be quiet."
The person who came was none other than Guisha, still dressed in black and wearing a mask. He ignored Lei'er's vigilant and fearful gaze, and let Yinyin sit down and lean on his arms. He held her body with one hand and took Yinyin's hand with the other to feel her pulse.
Perhaps she was frightened by the appearance of the ghost, or perhaps it was because of the ghost's cold voice, Lei'er stood there in a daze, staring at the ghost.
After taking her pulse, the ghost turned his gaze to Yinyin's face. There were traces of tears on Yinyin's face. The ghost raised his hand to wipe them for her. His movements were very gentle and it was obvious that he was very careful. After wiping the tears, the ghost's hand stayed on Yinyin's face for a long time before letting go. Then, without saying a word, he picked up Yinyin and walked past Lei'er who was standing there in a daze, and walked into the house...
at night.
Yinyin, who was lying on the bed, woke up from her dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw the ghost's masked face. The mask looked a little weird under the candlelight, but Yinyin, who had long been accustomed to it, had no feeling at all...
"woke up."
The ghost said calmly, without any intention of asking questions, just stating the facts.
Yin Yin didn't say anything and sat up. She was inevitably a little weak after just waking up, so Guisha reached out his hand and helped her sit up.
"Are you feeling unwell?" asked the ghost.
Yin Yin shook her head and looked around intentionally or unintentionally, and found that she was lying on the soft couch of [Gu Yue Xuan]; she turned her head unintentionally and found that the moonlight outside the window was very beautiful. She just looked at it for a while, as if she had completely ignored the existence of someone.
Guisha didn't say anything about Yinyin's reaction, as if he didn't care? Or as if he was used to it.
"What are you looking at?"
Although he knew that Yin Yin's gaze was directed towards the night sky outside the window, Guisha knew that Yin Yin was definitely not looking at the moon. To be more precise, she was thinking about something else.
"The moon looks the same no matter where you look at it." Yin Yin said calmly.
Guisha agreed and looked out the window at the bright moon hanging in the night sky. Although the moon waxes and wanes everywhere, and even in the same sky the moon appears in different forms, there is only one real moon. Perhaps this is what Yinyin meant.
