Chapter 86 The Song
At the age of eighteen, Dalton was involved in a car accident.
He lost feeling in his legs, endured a high fever for an entire week, and lapsed into a coma.
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The Aniston family mobilized all their connections and invited many experts and scholars from home and abroad for consultation, but it was useless. Even the doctor issued a critical illness notice.
This was the song that Dalton heard in his dream during his
coma.
As his consciousness was slipping away, it was the sound of the cello that brought him back from the edge of death.
Dalton had been learning the piano since childhood, so the musical notes seemed familiar to him. He could discern the sadness in the person’s cello music.
When he opened his eyes from his coma, the first person he saw was Lydia, who was sitting beside his bed, holding a cello, with her eyes red and swollen from crying.
At that time, they were just ordinary friends.
But it was also from that moment that Dalton began to take notice of her.
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“In my coma, I heard the cello music. Was it you who played it?”
Lydia nodded with tears in her eyes. To prove it, she played at piece for Dalton on the spot.
It was indeed this song.
Lydia possessed a keen musical sense and a strong grasp of rhythm.
Dalton felt groggy and didn’t dwell on it much at the time. It wasn’t until today, upon hearing the familiar music again, that he realized there was a significant difference in how the two processed emotions.
Lydia’s performance lacked plaintive and narrative emotions despite her good skills and solid foundational abilities.
However, no matter how excellent the skills may be, they pale in comparison to genuine emotions.
A song devoid of emotion would leave people feeling hollow and superficial.
Dalton narrowed his eyes and lowered his gaze in silence for a moment before looking back at Elias. “Go check the surveillance video to see who just entered the music room.”
Elias nodded and was about to depart.
Lydia just came in from outside.
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“No need to check. I played the cello just now.”
Dalton turned around, somewhat shocked that Lydia would appear in his company at that moment.
She walked over and took his arm. “Honey, can’t you even recognize my performance?”
He didn’t reply.
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“This is our love song. I planned to play it at the wedding to give you a surprise,” Lydia sighed softly.
Dalton was stunned. “Are you going to play this at the wedding?”
Lydia nodded.
Dalton’s doubts were dispelled.
Lydia was still young at that time, and her cello–playing skills may have improved over the years.
She breathed a sigh of relief when Dalton didn’t ask any more questions.
However, her hands, hidden in the sleeves, trembled slightly.
As it was getting close to getting off work, Meryl received a message from Chandler.
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[I won’t go home for dinner tonight because of a social event.]
Chandler had just returned from a business trip and had numerous clients to meet, keeping the entire President’s Office quite busy as well.
However, due to the strict rule against overtime work, everyone left on time.
After a taxing day at work, Meryl didn’t intend to go home to cook. Instead, she planned to find a restaurant near the company and treat herself to a good meal.
She had just placed her order and was waiting for her food to arrive when Dalton, dressed in a suit and tie, entered from outside.
Beside him were two employees of Galaxy Holdings Group, who seemed to be his subordinates.
What a small world!
Meryl didn’t want Dalton to dampen her good mood, so she ignored him and lowered her head to check her phone.
He frowned.
He met Meryl’s eyes from a distance. Noticing that she lowered her head, he assumed she felt guilty for following him here.
He paused at her dining table and raised his chin subtly to his subordinates behind him, his manner reserved and cool. “You go
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ahead. I’ll join you shortly.”
The subordinates didn’t think much about it and walked
towards the private room.
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Dalton pulled a chair in front of Meryl and sat down. “What on earth do you want to do?”
