"I don't know what Commander Butterfly and I want to say, or if Commander Butterfly is coming to arrest me?" Cain sat on the roof nonchalantly and said.

"Listen to this piano piece." After Nangong Yin finished speaking, he didn't wait for Cain to say anything, and put the phone on the piano.

In the silence of the night, the moonlight poured down like water, decorating the earth with a mysterious silvery white.

The moonlight that poured into the room was somewhat lazy and leisurely, and the moonlight flowed slowly along the ancient and elegant arc of the piano.

Nangong Yin's fingers dance briskly on the keys, gliding from bass to treble, blooming all the way to the rose-colored landscape; It slowly descended from the high notes, like pearls scattered on the ground.

Nangong Yin's ten fingers danced flexibly on the piano keys, and the beautiful and agile sound jumped out of the keys and reached Cain's ears.

Cain listened to the piano music played by Nangong Yin, and a mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth, is it Hallelujah, praise God?

Cain listened to the pure and beautiful piano music, and there was indeed blood in his head, and he still felt that blood was much better for him than praising God.

Cain sneered silently as he listened to the increasingly cheerful piano music.

But now he inexplicably doesn't want to make a sound, doesn't want to bother.

Praise God? I have never received or God's protection, so why praise!

Originally, a person like him, who was destined to live in darkness and blood, and who was burdened with original sin all his life and was exiled by God, has long since learned to stop expecting.

But before Cain could think of anything, Nangong Yin's hands instantly sped up, the sound of the piano became more and more rapid, and Cain's breathing slowly became rapid along with the acceleration of the piano sound.

But Cain still didn't speak, and he didn't move, standing motionless on the roof like a statue.

After a while, Nangong Yin's speed slowly decreased, slowly slowed down, and as the piano sound slowed down, Nangong Yin slowly whispered, "Hallelujah!" Alleluia! Hallelujah ........."

Nangong Yin spoke slowly, and there was a hint of nostalgia in her tone, which reminded Cain of watching the scene outside the church as a child holding a candle and shouting hallelujah.

There is a sense of harmony and goodness.

I don't know how long Nangong Yin sang, she listened slowly, and pressed the keys with both hands, leaving only a shallow rhyme in the music.

Nangong Yin tidied up her clothes, looked at the mobile phone that had not moved until now, and a calculating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"What's this piano piece called?" Cain paused to listen to the piano music and asked Nangong Yin.

Cain felt that this piano piece was gently intruding into his heart, beating his soul bit by bit, as if there was nothing, if it was about to leave.

It has never been torn, nor has it left, the crystal is full of mist, lingering, wisps of sweetness, fragrance, but it is too late to touch, it has disappeared completely, and finally I feel as if I have been liberated and entered heaven.

But a bloodthirsty smile suddenly appeared in Cain's eyes, that kind of intoxication was good for once, he still preferred it, sober and painful, alive.

"This piano piece is called the Stairway to Heaven!" Nangong Yin listened to Cain's question, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at his phone and said.

"What do you mean?" Cain didn't like this feeling at all, as if something was surrounding him, but now there was nothing, and this realization made Cain very unhappy.

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