Dream

That night, Sheng Nuan received another call from Leslie Norman.

Just as she was talking to this man with a doting tone, a little reserved but full of joy, the customer service representative gave her feedback about Leslie's accident that she had inquired about last time.

According to the information provided by customer service, Leslie would attend a banquet three days later and then drink poisoned wine. After the poisoning, his physical condition declined sharply. This also paved the way for his subsequent death.

The Norman family is very large and is full of struggles for power. Leslie's physical condition deteriorated after he was poisoned, and his situation took a turn for the worse. He was eventually framed and killed by his enemies.

Listening to the loving tone of the man on the other side of the phone and thinking of his experience and ending, Sheng Nuan's heart suddenly tightened.

What happened to this little brother determines her status in this world. The reason why the original owner ended up in that situation was because others bullied her parents.

So she had to find a way to stop this.

After a pause, Sheng Nuan suddenly changed the subject and told Leslie that she had had a bad dream.

Leslie naturally immediately comforted her that it was just a dream, and Sheng Nuan told him about her dream, saying that he would attend a banquet at the Valenza family three days later, drink a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray, and then suddenly vomit blood and collapse.

Sheng Nuan looked frightened. She said, "I saw Daddy wearing a blue suit and the bow tie I gave you. There was blood on the bow tie. Daddy, I'm really scared."

On the other side of the phone, Leslie fell silent.

He is indeed going to visit the Valenza family to attend a banquet in three days. Why would his little princess have such a dream?

Coincidence?

At this moment, there was a knock on the study door, and the assistant walked in with a suit of clothes.

"Sir, this is the suit for the banquet three days later. What do you think of it? I think this suit matches the bow tie Miss Ivy gave you last time."

Leslie looked up and saw the blue color in the assistant's hand. When he put on the suit, his face instantly became solemn.

But his tone didn't change at all, and he softly comforted the little princess, who couldn't help asking him not to attend banquets or drink alcohol recently. He pretended to agree to her and then hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, a tall man with blond hair and dark green eyes, full of elegance and nobility, sat behind the desk and looked at the blue dress quietly with a calm expression.

Sheng Nuan reminded Leslie. She also found out through customer service that Leslie had indeed taken her reminder to heart, and she was relieved.

In any case, as long as he is not poisoned by someone, his situation will not become bad quickly.

This morning, after the first class, Sheng Nuan was called by the head teacher to the Political and Education Office. Zhao Yingzi's parents were sitting there. When they saw Sheng Nuan coming in, they immediately got up.

They came here specifically to thank Sheng Nuan.

The dean looked complicated.

After all, not long after Sheng Nuan was accused of bullying her classmates, she became an example of sacrificing herself to save others.

The original incident became a trivial matter compared to the incident where she saved the lives of her classmates. The dean also knew in his heart that it was impossible to pursue the previous incident.

Sheng Nuan was praised profusely by Zhao Yingzi's head teacher and several other teachers in the office of the Political and Education Office, and it took a long time to escape.

She was not good at dealing with that kind of situation. She was so sweaty that she almost ran away.

That afternoon, the head teacher, Teacher Wang, called Sheng Nuan out.

"Nuan Nuan, the teacher saw that the musical instruments you are good at in your admission information are piano and violin, right?"

Sheng Nuan was a little suspicious but still nodded.

Teacher Wang was relieved: "It's like this. We have a school anniversary in a few days. One of the programs is a piano solo. It was originally performed by classmate Sheng Mian. But now she has taken leave and is not in school, so she can't participate. We can't let that program go. Teacher, would you like to ask if you would like to perform?"

Sheng Nuan suddenly understood.

Sheng Mian joined the crew, and she could even put aside school, let alone a small school anniversary. Sheng Nuan had also learned musical instruments before, but she was not very good at them. Although she could inherit all the skills of the original owner, she hasn't tried it herself, so she's a little uneasy.

After a pause, she said, "I'll give it a try first; let the teacher take a look and then decide."

Teacher Wang naturally agreed repeatedly.

She is one of the main planners of this school anniversary. She was the one who chose Sheng Mian in the first place, but then she decided to make the decision on the spot. If she couldn't find anyone to replace Sheng Mian, it would be her responsibility.

Teacher Wang immediately took Sheng Nuan to the musical instrument room and turned on the lights. A black-and-white piano was placed there, reflecting a cool and elegant sheen.

"You can play whatever you want; don't be nervous; it's okay." Teacher Wang encouraged her warmly.

Sheng Nuan nodded, then walked over and sat on the piano bench, slowly raising her hand to touch the keys.

The cold and smooth feeling was clearly unfamiliar, but it seemed to be familiar to her bones. The next moment, she followed the familiar feeling in her memory; her fingers danced on the keys.

The sound of the piano sounded and slowly flowed out. It was "City in the Sky," a song she used to like very much.

Her thoughts gradually flew away with her as she played the piano, and she didn't see Teacher Wang's expression behind her change from surprise to full devotion and sadness.

At the same time, in the school doctor's office, not far from the instrument, a man in a white coat was sitting in front of the computer, typing out pieces of code on the dark web with his fingers flying. His figure was slightly startled. He stopped with his fingers and turned to look out the window.

The sound of the piano floats in the air with the dusk and can easily awaken the softest things in people's hearts.

After a pause, Shang Yue retracted his gaze and continued to look at the web page on the screen. The dark red background and black writing are full of a thick, strong, dark atmosphere.