Quickly Pierce the Peace of Mind To Be a Passerby

In a famous piano competition, a girl in a little white dress was helped onto the stage slowly.

On the judging panel, Su Zinuo suddenly sat up straight.

Su Zinuo's movements attracted the attention of another judge beside him.

"Are you also interested in this little girl?"

Su Zinuo didn't need to ask, the judge said on his own, "This kid is called Tang Jing, he is very talented, but he is unlucky, he lost his eyesight due to an accident..."

Su Zinuo didn't care about the rest, and it wasn't the little girl who attracted his attention, but the man floating beside the little girl.

Guardian Spirit!

After Liu Weiwei disappeared, he searched for this information countless times, but he didn't find anything.

At the end of the game, Tang Jing successfully won the championship.

Su Zinuo successfully found Tang Jing.

"Can I talk to you?" Su Zinuo said, his voice clear and pleasant.

"You are?" Tang Jing was a little uneasy.

Su Zinuo clearly saw the man floating beside Tang Jing holding her wrist and telling her his identity.

Looking away, Su Zinuo said, "I'm Su Zinuo."

"Master Su." Tang Jing said in surprise.

Su Zinuo has become a famous pianist, and this fame can even rise to the international level.

Regarding Tang Jing's adoring attitude, Su Zinuo didn't feel the slightest turmoil in his heart, and asked again: "Can I talk to you?"

"Okay." Tang Jing nodded excitedly, Su Zinuo is her idol.

In a box.

"Master Su, what do you want from me?" Tang Jing asked nervously.

"To be precise, I have something to do with your guardian spirit." Su Zinuo's faint voice was a shock to Tang Jing and Tang Jing's guardian spirit.

The man next to Tang Jing frowned at Su Zinuo, while Tang Jing's face was filled with uneasiness that a secret had been discovered.

"What do you want from me?" The man looked at Su Zinuo and asked directly.

"I want to ask you about a guardian spirit." Su Zinuo said with some thought in his tone, "Her name is Liu Weiwei."

"I can't help you." The man replied bluntly, "Each guardian spirit exists independently, and there is no connection between spirits."

"Then how to bring back the lost spirit." Su Zinuo frowned and asked again.

"I don't know either." The man shook his head.

Su Zinuo lowered his eyes, the surprise when he discovered the existence of the man has now turned into disappointment.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Tang Jing was filled with anxiety. She took the man's hand and asked anxiously, "Mo Yun, will you disappear?"

"As long as you still need me, I will exist." Mo Yun comforted me gently.

"I need it." Tang Jing said quickly, the uneasiness on her face reduced a lot.

Seeing the interaction of one person and one spirit on the opposite side, Su Zinuo said: "Tang Jing, I want to have a few words with you alone." The tone of the word "alone" was slightly emphasized, and it was self-evident who to avoid.

Tang Jing thought for a while, and said to Mo Yun, "Mo Yun, wait for me outside."

Tang Jing stirred her fingers and asked nervously, "Mr. Su, what do you want to tell me?"

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

"The car accident, the doctor said the cornea was injured."

"The cornea is injured, and there is still a possibility of healing." Su Zinuo said.

Tang Jing nodded.

"The eyes or the spirit named Mo Yun, which one is more important to you?" Su Zinuo asked.

"Teacher Su?" Tang Jing was a little confused when asked.

"You know I was blind for a while too, right?"

"En." Tang Jing nodded. As a qualified fan, she naturally knows something about idols.

"I used to have a spirit, just when I thought she would be with me forever, but she disappeared when my eyes recovered." Su Zinuo's tone was a little sad.

Tang Jing couldn't help showing surprise on her face.

"Eyes and her, I didn't have the opportunity to choose at that time." Su Zinuo looked at Tang Jing opposite, "You have!"

Seeing Tang Jing thinking, Su Zinuo stood up, "Your piano talent is good, here is my contact information, you can find me if you need it in the future."

After leaving a business card, Su Zinuo opened the door of the box, nodded to the man waiting outside the box, and left.

It's September fourteenth of the year again.

Su Zinuo closed his eyes and made a devout wish, then opened his eyes and blew out the candle.

"I am 26 years old this year. When I was 19, you said that my wish would come true before my next birthday, and it really came true. Now, I make the same wish every year. When will it come true?"

a little cruel