Vol 18 Chapter 1: Winter horse and yarn! (First!)

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Chapter 01 Winter Horse and Gauze! (First!)
[That night, my father walked into her room]
[Her skin is white and tender like snow, and ruddy like blood, and her hair is black and ebony. ]
[At the time of her birth, Yao Zi prayed for her daughter to be beautiful and attractive, and it was more dazzling than the bright spring. So named her, Dongma and Sha. ]
"Classmate Dongma, classmate Dongma."
There seemed to be a calling voice in his ear, which was a gentle male voice, "It is already out of school. Don't you leave?"
He raised his head with no interest at all, and raised his eyes, but the figure of the classmate in front had disappeared, and he saw only rows of neat tables and a green blackboard.
It wasn't until the other party's voice was repeated that Dong Ma noticed the boys around him.
It is a very handsome boy with short black hair and a gentle face, which gives an optimistic and gentle feeling.
Kitahara Haruki.
Dong Ma remembers his name, but it was not what she wanted to remember. She moved to this school and was next to him. She did not have much interest in the communication between her classmates, and naturally did not want to know who or who.
But this student of Hara Kitahara is particularly noisy. She would rather be a transparent person, but she is called by him like this every day. It is annoying in one word, annoying in two words, and four words. Said it was unhappy.
For her, her heart, goal, mind, and dreams are only music.
So she hates everyone who makes her unable to indulge in music, such as a teacher. From time to time, she is called to answer questions. She is not interested in school, but it is a process that everyone must go through.
She also hates this Hara Kitahara, but she is not a person who does not know anything. She knows that the other party is not malicious, even full of goodwill.
At the moment, Haruki Kitahara held a broom. A burr had appeared on the tail of the broom, but the ground had become clean, and the blackboard had also been wiped clean, but the position on the right corner was the name of the day. But still.
[Kitahara Haruki / Winter Horse and Gauze]
It was her turn to work, but Haruki Kitahara had finished cleaning.
"Chunxi, isn't it okay? I have said that she can do this kind of thing by herself. Every time you help her clean it, people won't appreciate it."
A Qingxiu boy with short brown hair slightly curled up from the door. If Chunxi Kitahara is Qingxiu +, then the teenager in front is also Qingxiu.
But he is taller than Hara Kitahara, and his character is more hearty, so his popularity will be better. It is said that he has already made a girlfriend.
But these are nothing important to Dongma.
"Wu, don't say that. Wait a minute, it will be fine soon."
Hara Kitahara put the broom back in place and disposed of garbage. Then called Takeuizuka Takeya, they are not only good friends, they are also the same club, and the light music will be the same minister. Act as a guitar player.
The voices of the two went away. Even if he didn't want to know, Dong Ma still heard it. Haruki Kitahara joined a music society and is now anxious for lack of staff.
However, this has nothing to do with her.
Her fingertips touched the piano and immediately made a pleasant sound. This is the third music room that the school specially gave her the privilege of, as if nothing matters.
[That night, my father walked into her room]
[Her skin is white and tender like snow, and ruddy like blood, and her hair is black and ebony. ]
Such things have become unimportant.
After daily practice in the second music room, Dongma returned home.
"Dang ... Dang ... Dang--" The long and extended tone, as if to put people in the fierce darkness of fierceness, but rang with a ringtone of their own tone, which was placed in her home Ringtone for mobile phones.
The source is her mother ’s piano, world-class pianist ’s music, and the music she admires.
"Hey?"
Although there was still some trouble in her heart, Dong Ma answered the phone because she knew that her mother had called him.
"He Sha, long time no see. Did you eat on time?"
Sure enough, it was her mother's phone, but Dongma didn't understand that she was clearly her mother. She clearly left her alone to pursue music two years ago and went to Werner. Then, why did she still think that nothing happened?
Can it appear like this, in the image of a perfect and kind mother?
"It's almost two years, I really hope you can make progress. Then let me take you here in Vienna."
For music professionals, Vienna is the music capital and a place that all music lovers yearn for, and being able to go there is not only a symbol of identity being recognized, but also more advanced music. The world-class mother was invited very early, but it was only two years ago that she decided to go to Vienna.
And the winter horse, which is only an ordinary level, is actually yearning for Vienna. Like a saint who wants to make a pilgrimage, he has his own pursuit.
But there is not just a mother in Vienna.
"... he ..." Dong Ma's voice seemed to be a little husky, to be more precise, he couldn't say it, his lips opened slightly, the note was just about to appear, but Dong Ma hung up the phone.
There was only a beeping sound from Dongma Yaozi. Although Dong Ma did not say it, she already knew what she wanted to know.
Sigh in my heart.
"Anada--" Putting the phone down, obviously the mother who just kept talking with the second woman and kept her majesty and maternal coexistence. At this moment, Yao Zi, who kept the black hair of her chin, looked at her husband with some sadness.
She concealed Dongma, not that Dongma's ability was not enough to reach Vienna, but that she intentionally left Dongma in Japan. This is unfair to Dongma.
"Dongma will understand it, and she will understand it in the end."
The man who was regarded as a husband took her hand and held it firmly. The warm palm passed the temperature, "You are also for her."
"Yes, for her. And Dongma is our daughter." Yao Zi nodded, as if gaining strength.
But Yao Zi, who lowered his head, concealed his expression.
If this is really the case ... just fine. If only the daughter is really good. If only you and Dongma have such a relationship. ..
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