The music was soothing, yet somewhat oppressive and monotonous.
Qingyin felt herself enveloped by fear, heavy nightmares like an unbreakable cage binding her tightly within.
The melody suddenly rose, becoming light and cheerful.
Like a beam of spring sunlight, it tore through a sky thick with gloom, shattering the cage.
Qingyin felt joy and warmth.
Beside her ears came the sound of everyone letting out a breath.
The cheerful music continued, as colorful and dazzling as a twenty-four-color palette.
Yet Qingyin detected an almost imperceptible sorrow.
As time passed, the sorrowful notes gradually made their presence known.
Within Cherry Blossom Manor, the piano flowed on like running water.
The sorrow slowly receded, yet it never vanished.
When the piece ended, the listeners were still immersed in the music.
Luo Chuan rose to his feet.
"What is this piece called?" Qingyin asked.
"April's Lie," Luo Chuan answered.
"A lie..." Qingyin murmured softly.
The other customers also gradually returned from the world of music to reality.
They looked at Luo Chuan, opened their mouths, but did not know what to say.
Though the main melody was cheerful, sorrow ran through it from beginning to end.
Music could influence a person's mood.
"What does April mean?" Yao Ziyue suddenly asked.
On the Tianlan Continent, there was no division into months.
"It is how another world divides the seasons." Luo Chuan thought for a moment, then added, "Like the world of dragons, it is also the season when cherry blossoms bloom."
"April's Lie... does it tell a story?" Yao Ziyan, who had been silent for a long while, looked at Luo Chuan.
Luo Chuan nodded. "A story about piano, youth, love, and growing up."
A story where I loved you for ten years, yet spent the whole of April weaving the lie that I