However, there was no one around, a vast mist shrouded everything, making it impossible to see anything.
She blinked in confusion and tried shouting loudly, "Excuse me, who just saved me?"
No one responded to her...
"Is there anyone there?"
Still, no one responded to her.
Su Yan groped her way forward a few steps, when suddenly she heard a melody from a piano.
It was as clear as the tinkling of spring water, extremely pleasant to hear.
This piano melody—it was the same one that the woman had been playing!
Hadn't she jumped off the cliff?
Then who was playing the piano?
Su Yan rushed towards the sound of the piano, once more passing through layers of fog, and she was astonished to see that the woman from before was still sitting on the ground, with a piano placed on her knees.
Her expression was the same as before, eyes half-drooping, her face a picture of indifference and tranquility, the music she played still tinged with Sisi's sorrow and melancholy.
