Brody put down Tracy, stood up and asked her to sit back on the chair. He stood behind her, with his arms around her waist and his chin against her hair. Tracy pouted, "Honey, you hold me like this. I can't move. How can I play music for you?"
Hearing her words, Brody didn't let go of her. Instead, he held her tighter. Like a spoiled child, he domineered over Tracy's head and said, "No. I won't let you go. Why does it hinder you from playing the piano?"
Brody's tone was full of enchantment. Tracy had no choice but to look at the piano keys and said, "Well, then keep this posture. Don't disturb me again, or you will feel sorry if you miss my music."
Holding Tracy in his arms, Brody replied lightly, "En." With a serious look on her face, Tracy straightened her body. In a quiet atmosphere, her fingertips danced, and beautiful music flowed out.
"Blue, blue, my world is blue.
Without you, my world would be blue.
Gray, gray, my life is gray.
When you left, my heart became so cold.
Red! My eyes are red.
On the bed, I cried lonely for you."
Melancholy music spilled over every corner of the piano room. Beautiful melody and sad melody shocked Brody. What touched the softest part of his heart was the strong love in melancholy melody.
The music was still going on. He was so excited that he held Tracy tighter, and the scene in the music appeared in front of his eyes. A couple who were in love, separated because of misunderstanding, and met because of missing. Because of the separation of life and death, they knew how precious it was.
"Green! Green! Jealousy is green.
I doubted your love, so we were separated.
When we met, the sun was so bright!
Now, love was dead, and the rainbow disappeared.
Black! Black! My night is black.
I miss you, in confusion and loneliness.
Gone! Gone! Our love is gone.
Without you, my world became blue."
With the desolation of the melody, Brody came back to reality. The piano room was quiet, so quiet that he could hear the breathing of the two people. Standing behind Tracy, he held Tracy tightly in his arms. He bent down and kissed her on the cheeks and neck. The strong love made his heart beat violently. He was so excited that he kissed her and said in a trembling voice "Thank you, darling!"
Tracy thought for a while and said, "Let me think about it. HMM...You didn't treat me well from the very beginning. You forced me to marry you, scolded me, beat me, and locked me up at home alone. Besides... The most hateful thing is that you don't believe me! "
Hearing what Tracy said, Brody's face darkened. He had wanted to hear what he liked to hear, but now she seemed to be blaming him for his crime. Tracy thought for a long time and was about to continue to speak, but was interrupted by Brody. He covered her mouth with his broad palm to stop her from continuing. She didn't say that she loved him, but was blaming him for his crime. She said... Perhaps, she could say these things by herself, which meant that she was really relieved. But he was different. He could not forgive what he had done to her till now. He could not forgive those things that had hurt her. Thinking of her helplessness at that time, he even wanted to cut himself into pieces.
Feeling a little regretful, Tracy looked up at him innocently and said, "I'm thinking about it. When did I fall in love with you? You have never been good to me for a day. How could I fall in love with you? "
Tracy was just joking. But when she saw the serious look on his face, the smile on her face froze. She stared blankly at the absent-minded man.
"Honey..." Tracy pulled his arm.
It was not until then that Brody came to his senses. He lowered his head and looked at Tracy. At this moment, Tracy saw the guilt in Brody's eyes. Her heart suddenly ached. Looking at his self blame and guilt, she felt even more guilty. She held his big hand and said painfully, "Honey... Don't think about it anymore. Let bygones be bygones. In fact, it's my fault. I'm not sensible! "
Brody forced a smile. He looked at her with concern and said, "Tracy... In the past, it was really my fault. I shouldn't have treated you like that! "
Tracy pretended to be angry and said, "But you have done it. What's the point of regretting? "
Brody smiled and didn't continue the topic, but Tracy was not in a hurry to avoid it. She looked into his eyes seriously and said, "Brody, don't do this. I will also feel guilty if you feel most guilty. It's me who hurt you again and again. It's me who made you almost loose an arm. In fact, the death of my father has nothing to do with you, You just...I didn't notice it. I just noticed my father's danger. It's all my fault. It's all because of hatred. My father was too greedy and wanted the gem, so he had no choice but to commit suicide. I don't blame you for what happened in the past. I really don't blame you anymore. Please don't think about it. I will also feel guilty if you think about it like this. I'm sorry! "
Seeing the guilty look on Tracy's face, Brody felt even more sorry for her. He stroked her face, wiped off the tears on her face and said softly, "Why should you feel guilty since you didn't do anything wrong?"
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