The lonely King of Cyprus fell in love with the beautiful maiden he had sculpted. Day and night, he prayed to the gods, longing for the miracle of love. His sincerity moved the goddess of love, Aphrodite, who granted the statue life.
From then on, the fortunate king and the beautiful maiden lived together in happiness.
This melody was composed to express one's yearning and pursuit of a beautiful love.
Mo Hexuan stood at the doorway, with the Butler rushing hurriedly behind him. Seeing Qin Youxue, who was playing the piano in a corner of the hall, the Butler's face flashed with a hint of panic. He quickly stepped forward in an attempt to stop her.
Mo Hexuan raised a hand, blocking him.
He looked up, gazing at Qin Youxue not far away, who existed as she once did in the sound of the piano.
She was wearing the light blue dress he had chosen for her, her face free of makeup, yet displaying a unique clarity that made her appear refreshingly serene.