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Chapter 115

Chapter 115

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The deep, resonant tones of the cello slowly began to play, sounding like someone recounting a long-sealed, sorrowful tale. That mellow timbre instantly captured the audience's ears, drawing everyone into the atmosphere woven by the song. It was like a yearning for past love, filled with the helplessness and sorrow of loss, alongside a lingering attachment to fond memories. Had this been played in his past life, almost everyone would have recognized the piece.

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