After taking a bath, with two adults on either side of him, Leng Zimo used his rich baritone voice to tell the little one a story. Very soon, the little one fell asleep with a smile.
"I’m leaving!" Leng Zimo stood up.
"Wait for downstairs, I have sothing to tell you!" Luo Xiaoqian gently stood up and watched him walk out the door. She quickly opened the wardrobe, grabbed a couple of outfits and stuffed them into a bag. Leaving Luo Jun’s room, she walked into John’s bedroom across the hall. "Can you take care of Mo Mo tonight? I’ll... I’ll be back tomorrow morning!"
"Sure!" John replied with a smile.
She hurried downstairs, found no one in the living room, and walked out the door. Leng Zimo was standing under the light outside, looking up at the moon.
Walking over with big strides, she reached out and wrapped her palm around his left arm.
"Let’s go!"
Leng Zimo turned his face and noticed the paper bag she was carrying, "You?!"
"These next few days, I’ll stay at your place, it’ll be easier to take care of you!" She said with her head lowered.
"But, Mo Mo..."
She interrupted him and looked up at him, "You don’t want to?"
Leng Zimo raised his hand to cup her face, "You know full well, I couldn’t ask for more!"
"Then let’s not say any more, let’s go." She held onto his arm, walking briskly towards the grass.
She had accompanied Luo Jun for four years, and now it was ti to make it up to him. Moreover, she felt it was the right ti to help him regain his mory.
The two walked side by side onto the grass; Luo Xiaoqian hesitated for a mont and then began to speak softly.
"Zimo, shall I sing you a song?!"
"Sure."
Her fingers intertwined with his, and Luo Xiaoqian took a soft breath and began to sing.
"Moonlight, in a certain place in my heart
So bright, yet so cold
Everyone has a piece of sadness
Trying to hide, yet it’s conspicuous
..."
She was singing "White Moonlight," a version that he had specially modified.
Dr. Yin once said that such hypnosis is irreversible, and you can’t use hypnosis again to and it. If you want him to regain his mories, you’ll need to do sothing deeply imprinted on his mind or visit sowhere significant to him.
This song holds special aning for both of them; he must still rember it.
Listening to her voice by his ear, Leng Zimo felt that lody was so familiar that even the next notes seed to erge in his mind.
"This song, it’s not the original version, is it adapted?" he asked softly.
"Yes, soone adapted it." Luo Xiaoqian turned her face, looking expectantly into his eyes, "Do you find it familiar?"
Leng Zimo nodded, "It does feel familiar, like I’ve heard it sowhere before."
"Between the chorus, there is also a beautiful piano passage. Co, I’ll play it for you right now!" Gripping his hand, Luo Xiaoqian pulled him eagerly toward his house, "I guarantee you’ll love it!"
Rushing breathlessly, she dragged him to his door. Luo Xiaoqian swiftly entered the password to open his door. Leng Zimo watched her practiced movents, unfazed since she’d been here before and knew the password.
Upstairs in the piano room, Luo Xiaoqian released his hand and sat down at the piano.
"Leng Zimo, you must listen carefully, okay?!"
Taking a deep breath, she raised her hands and placed them on the keys. Luo Xiaoqian naturally began to play "White Moonlight."
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