The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. As the car gets farther and farther away from the river, the sneaking black shadow has to give up and continue tracking.

The surging river water calmed again.

**Aili was already very late when he returned, so in order not to disturb his grandmother's rest, he endured not to ask about the person immediately.

She tossed and turned all night, and when she got up the next morning, she ran to find her grandmother to verify with her dark circles.

She didn't find anyone in the room, so she went to her grandmother's piano room.

Sure enough, an old woman with gray hair was sitting on a chair, wearing reading glasses, and was carefully looking at a piano score.

"grandmother!"

**Aili shouted happily, and pounced over like a little puppy, hugged the old woman's arm intimately, and raised a cute smile on her face.

"What's wrong, Ailijiang?" The old woman touched her head kindly.

"Grandma, I played "Ode to the Nightingale" at the end of my performance yesterday. Unfortunately, you didn't go to the scene. I played it so nice this time." **Aili didn't ****, and said gradually.

"Ari-chan is so awesome." The old woman chuckled softly.

**Aili smiled foolishly, his eyes turned lively, and continued, "Grandma, can you tell me more about Miss Tachibana? She is so amazing. She can clearly create such a good song, but it's a pity to leave like that."

The old woman raised her eyebrows and said strangely: "Don't you always think I'm nagging her? Why are you changing your sex today? What do you want to know?"

**Aili made a sudden sudden heart. Like her, her grandmother was very sensitive to people.

"I...I'm just curious about her..." **Aili pouted and thought for a while and said, "The teachers who visited yesterday talked to me about that song, and they didn't praise other songs. It's obvious that my creations are also very good, and I'm a little jealous..."

As she said that, she blinked her eyes and looked at her grandmother with innocent and expectant face.

The old woman smiled helplessly, then put down the music score in her hand, looked out the window like nostalgia, and her old voice slowly said:

"That girl is a genius."

You have said this sentence many times.

**Aili was complaining in his heart, but he also listened carefully.

"When she and I first studied at Teacher Kojima, she showed amazing talent. It's so amazing. She has a super sound sense, and the songs she plays are like the call of an angel."

The old woman chuckled softly, "She is like her song, she is a very gentle and gentle person."

"What happened later?" She had heard of these before many times. **Aili can't wait to know the last thing, "Why... leave so quickly?"

The old woman smiled slightly, was silent for a long time, and sighed: "In that era, there were many diseases that could not be cured."

"She loves the world, the violin, and the music, but unfortunately, none of these can save her."

"Ode to the Nightingale is her peak creation, and it was also what she left for herself. She said that she hoped someone could pass on her, because she lived in the song." The old woman said and laughed again, looking at the love in her eyes of Aili, "It's a pity that I can't play her melody no matter what. It's the voice of an angel; you can, but it's a pity that there is only a little."

**Aili frowned.

I couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied, "Grandma, I played it very well yesterday. The tune was correct and the tone was very accurate. Why did I say I couldn't play it?"

However, the old woman just smiled and didn't explain.

**Aili curled his lips, knowing that the white moonlight in his heart that competed with grandma would probably be useless, so he speeded up the topic and asked: "Grandma, did she have any before she died...uh, child?"

It seemed a bit straightforward, and **Aili quickly added another sentence, "It's just to leave behind her music and other things to pass on her descendants. Otherwise, if "Ode to the Nightingale" is handed over to us like this, it will feel really unfair to her."

The status of that song is highly praised in international violin music scores, and is called "the song of heaven" by countless teachers. However, the original music score has always been kept in their family.

The old woman looked at her strangely and then said regretfully: "I hope this can be done, but unfortunately, she was only sixteen years old at that time. She and I have studied together since childhood, and she has never had a partner."

"Her whole life was devoted to the violin."

**Aili lowered his eyes and felt a chill sweeping over his body again.

I suddenly remembered the look of the girl who looked at her yesterday, with no emotion, cold eyes, slightly blue light...

Wow, it's so scary!

And when her mind was turning upside down, the old woman looked at her seriously and said with a serious expression: "Arichan, why are you asking these questions today?"

Even though she was already dizzy, she was not stupid. Her granddaughter came to find her early this morning, with an expression "I'm planning to be ill" on her face.

Do you really think she can't see it?

**Aili looked at her embarrassedly, pulled the corners of her mouth, and finally decided to say it, so she whispered: "That... Grandma, I'll tell you a little secret, don't be scared."

The old woman raised her eyebrows and showed a loving smile on her lips, "Okay, say, grandma is not scared."

"After yesterday's recital, I saw Miss Tachiha in the venue."

"..."

The old woman put away her smile and said seriously: "Arichan, don't make such jokes."

"Really!" Seeing that she didn't believe it, **Aili said anxiously: "I read that right, she looks exactly the same as Miss Tachibana! I even had dinner with her, and..."

She paused and then patted her head in annoyance, "Why did I forget to take a photo of her?"

She was so scared last night that her mind was ineffective.

"Are you serious?" The old woman was confused when she saw that her expression was not fake.

"Really! One thousand ten thousand true!" **Ailikuang nodded and blinked his big sincere eyes, "She looks so beautiful, I will never admit my mistake!"

The old woman fell silent, as if she was thinking about something, and said for a while: "I remember that she seems to be an only child. I studied and grew up with her since childhood, and she had never left any children."

"If there are indeed descendants, why should I leave "Ode to the Nightingale" to me?"

"She loves violin more than herself. If possible, she will definitely hope that her children can pass on it."

The old woman said, her hesitant eyes gradually became firmer, and she looked at Aili and said, "Sorry, Aili Jiang, I still can't believe that a person who died before me is still alive."

"If you are alive, why not come to see me?"

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Chapter completed!