บท 935: Magic

At this moment, whatever Shui Xian said would not be enough. It wasn't just a guitar that she placed into his hands. It was his long-buried dream. It was the real him. The precious part of Shui Xian was lost somewhere along the passage of time. 

But now, she dug out that piece from somewhere and brought it back to him.

He didn't know what to say to her. He really didn't know because his mind was completely blank right now and he wasn't sure what to say. The only thing he really wanted to do was hug her. In fact, he wanted to bury her in his own body and never let go.

You know what else was special about this moment? 

It was the fact this woman who knew nothing about music took her time and put her effort into bringing this surprise to him. She had no appreciation for music. She didn't understand anything about music. She didn't know how music could drive emotions or how one could use music to express feelings.