She knew that Jiang Xiaohan was playing such a brisk tune to express his happiness.
Sometimes, Jiang Panpan felt that Jiang Xiaohan's flute music seemed to be able to speak.
Every time Jiang Xiaohan played a song, she seemed to be able to understand what he meant.
Perhaps this was telepathy!
Thinking of this, Jiang Panpan's face turned slightly red.
After listening for a while.
Seeing that the sun had already set, the sky gradually darkened.
"Brother Xiaohan, I'm going home. See you at school tomorrow." Jiang Panpan said reluctantly.”
With that, she jumped down from the tree.
Jiang Xiaohan watched Jiang Panpan leave without stopping playing.
The sound of his flute traveled far away and accompanied Jiang Panpan all the way home.
Jiang Panpan seemed to be very familiar with it. She listened to the flute music and hummed a small tune along the way. She was very happy.
……
After a while, Jiang Xiaohan stopped smiling.
He was about to jump off the tree to make dinner.
Suddenly, he felt a headache.
Then, a strange memory entered his brain.
This made him feel very painful.
He even felt like he was about to suffocate.
The pain lasted for a long time.
About half an hour later.
Only then did Jiang Xiaohan gradually feel that the pain had lessened a little.
At the same time, he realized that there was a lot of unfamiliar information in his mind.
In the depths of his mind, there seemed to be a voice telling him that this strange information came from another parallel world.
That world was called Earth, with advanced technology and a flourishing culture.
Compared to this world, Earth was much more prosperous and advanced.
Jiang Xiaohan frowned and wanted to sort it out.
However, he realized that there was too much knowledge in his mind.
He felt that it would not be a matter of one or two days if he wanted to finish combing.
At the thought of this, he saw that the sky was getting darker and darker. He felt that it was better to cook first.
Grandma was old and her eyesight was not good, so Jiang Xiaohan took the initiative to take on the task of cooking.
Only Jiang Xiaohan and Grandma were left in the house.
Grandma was nearly eighty years old, and her legs were not very agile.
A few years ago, she could still take care of Jiang Xiaohan.
However, in the past two years, her health had been getting worse and worse. It was Jiang Xiaohan's turn to take care of Grandma.
He jumped off the tilted tree.
He went straight to the kitchen.
At this moment, Grandma was picking vegetables in the kitchen.
Seeing Jiang Xiaohan walk over, she instructed,"Xiao Han, I just went to the garden to pick some vegetables. You're still growing now.”
Jiang Xiaohan nodded and started working.
……
After dinner, he washed the dishes.
Jiang Xiaohan went straight back to her room to do her homework.
Grandma was old, so she went to bed early.
Jiang Xiaohan finished her homework late at night.
At this moment, he remembered what happened in the evening, so he began to organize the information in his mind.
This time, he had plenty of time.
Perhaps it was because of her talent, Jiang Xiaohan first felt that there were many songs that she had never heard before in her mind.
Those songs were familiar yet unfamiliar to him. He seemed to have heard them many times, but at the same time, he felt as if he had never heard them before.
Jiang Xiaohan was very talented in music and had a strong interest in it.
When he sensed the songs in his mind, the first thing he wanted to do was to play them on the flute to hear the effects.
However, playing the flute in the middle of the night was really disturbing.
After thinking about it, he gave up on this idea.
After that, he went to sort out the other information.
However, the information suddenly became blurry.
Jiang Xiaohan only managed to obtain some when she had a headache.
Ding! The System has successfully transferred!
The system was restored to factory settings successfully!
Detected that the host's constitution is weak and cannot activate the system. Please continue to work hard.
Huh?
Jiang Xiaohan suddenly heard the mechanical voice in his head and could not help but be a little stunned.
After a long while, he came back to his senses.
At this moment, some memory fragments appeared in his mind.
It seemed that the system often appeared in novels from another world.
After working hard to obtain some memory fragments, Jiang Xiaohan finally understood a little.
He finally knew that the system was a good thing.
"Perhaps I can speak after activating the system…"
He thought to himself.
However, his body was too weak.
He did not know when he would be able to become stronger and activate the system.
Jiang Xiaohan had always hoped that she could speak.
He became like a normal person.
Now, there seemed to be a glimmer of hope.
Jiang Xiaohan was excited.
Lying on the bed, he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
After some thought, he decided not to sleep.
He got up and walked out of the house.
The breeze was gentle and cool.
Jiang Xiaohan held the bamboo flute and walked straight up the mountain.
In the middle of the night, he climbed all the way to the top of the mountain, his emotions surging.
He found a rock and sat down.
Jiang Xiaohan recalled the songs in her mind.
Soon, he found a song he liked and tried to play it.
The sound of the flute rang out softly, startling the sleeping birds and beasts around them.
The birds chirped and flapped their wings to escape.
Not long after.
It seemed that the melodious and brisk flute music attracted them, and the birds flew back and landed on the top of the tree.
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