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... y the Water was played by Fu Yisi himself.
Ji Sang felt moved, standing in place, her gaze somewhat fervent, somewhat mesmerized, watching Fu Yisi in the courtyard.
Playing the piano, he truly seemed like a prince, a prince that belonged only to her. As the wind rose and the keys were struck, the music seemed to declare the island their very own world.
When the last note of the piano fell, a leaf landed on Fu Yisi’s shoulder, and at the moment he turned his head, the sunl ...
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