Lu Nian placed the violin on his left shoulder and played it gently. After tuning it, he began to play seriously.
A gentle tune came from the strings of the violin, instantly bringing everyone into a warm atmosphere.
After the pitch gradually rose, the rhythm suddenly became very brisk, like a child surrounding his grandmother.
Gradually, the rhythm of the violin slowed down. It was like the warmth of the afternoon sun, making one feel as if they were enjoying the embrace of a loved one. It was gentle and comfortable, and one would be unable to extricate themselves from it.
At the end of the song, it softened as if it was filled with helplessness and sorrow, but also with a healing warmth.
After the song ended, Matriarch Gu's eyes welled up with tears. She understood what Lu Nian meant.
Seeing this, Qiao Nian gently patted Matriarch Gu's back, silently comforting her.
