Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Jing Ruyue gently touched on and picked up her Artemis. It felt nothing unfamiliar to get hold of her old friend again.
She voluntarily put Artemis under her chin, held the bow in her right hand and tried to play.
Sweet and lingering melodies were played seamlessly.
Even though she had not been playing for over a decade, the music and skills were imprinted in her. Once she picked it up again, they all came back at once.
She closed her eyes and played with her Artemis, as if she was restored with youth.
She used to play in the national theatre in front of hundreds of millions of people.
Her dearest music was already a part of her.
Xu Xiyan was delivering the herbal cuisine across the garden when she heard the beautifully played violin melodies.
She bypassed the flower stand and found her mother standing there indulged in playing.
She was never expecting her mother to play so well after so many years.