"You went up?"

"No. Our captain went there and escaped the monthly Chinese test that afternoon."

"Puff... are you envious?"

"Yes, I'm so envious. But the captain said it was boring to go there, just sitting and waiting for the leader to speak..."

Before Sheng Yao finished speaking, he pressed the row of operation buttons in front of him with one hand.

The nails of the hand were painted with faces of different expressions. Each face had an exaggerated expression, with eyes wide open, as if it was fixed on its head, and still tirelessly wanted to see the pictures on the screen.

After turning his fingers a few times, the screen on the screen was like a film that was forced to pull, quickly twisting. When the hand loosened and the picture stabilized, it was clear that the sky above Sheng Yao and Bai Xiao's heads had dimmed.

At this time, Bai Xiao was talking:

"...It's this. The calluses are very thick and they feel very rough."

"Will it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. When I was practicing piano, I burst into tears. My mother applied a lot of moisturizing lotion on me, but it was useless. I was lazy for a year in my senior year, and now I practice piano again, and it started to hurt again."

Sizzle-

The sound of electric current covered Bai Xiao's speech.

The screen was distorted again.

This time, the hand did not operate the machine, but simply tapped the operating table lightly. The many buttons on the operating table started to move on their own, as if there were many invisible hands fiddling with them.

A gentle humming covered the electric current. A pleasant tone hummed the strange song without lyrics, and the sound echoed in circles in the dark room.

The screen changed again and again, and the hand suddenly moved again, dancing quickly on the operating table, so dazzling that it was dazzling. The strange laughter and crying accompanied the movement of the hand, responding to the humming song, like a magnificent choir performance.

After a while, the operation stopped. The screen on the screen became Sheng Yao and Bai Xiao sitting side by side again.

The two of them seemed to have been pulled out of that space and placed on an independent timeline. The clouds in the sky rolled and unfolded, and people were coming and going around them, and the lingering smoke condensed and dispersed. Their voices were like someone pressed the mute button, and they could not hear the sound. They could only see their lips, their eyes widened and their bent, and they would sometimes chuckled and sometimes frown.

The music sounded slowly, just like the previous humming. The tune was just right into the picture.

The doctor leaned on the back of the chair, narrowed his dark blue eyes, and looked at the young man and woman on the screen comfortably.

The picture finally freezes on the faces of the two people facing each other, peaceful and happy. After a few seconds, the camera pulled and moved to Bai Xiao’s tombstone. The woman in the black and white photo frowned slightly. A bunch of beautifully wrapped beauty lying in front of the tombstone, with a few pink peach blossoms scattered beside it.
Chapter completed!