Chapter 1679

Mrs. Meck knew very well Tchaikovsky's thoughts, that he wanted to tell himself his love, and even proposed on the spot.

But Mrs. Meck's real identity is a noble widow. At this time, Tchaikovsky was already a famous musician, enjoying such a high reputation. How could she marry a widow and be ridiculed by the world?

But she had already agreed to that meeting, and Tchaikovsky had been waiting for many years.

So, Meck asked someone to dress up as her husband temporarily, put the wedding ring on the bow of the boat, and pretended to be very close to the man.

Tchaikovsky, who was waiting for the ship to come ashore with roses in his hand, was heartbroken to see this scene! As if the whole sky had collapsed and been abandoned by the whole world.

At this time, he received the last letter from Mrs. Meck.

The letter said that she had found the person she loved, and that Tchaikovsky is now a top-ranking person. There are many famous ladies who love Tchaikovsky. Tchaikovsky should go to pursue their own happiness. The previous relationship was like the snow in spring.

After reading the letter, Tchaikovsky couldn't bear such a blow any more. He was ill.

In fact, the lady who wrote this letter was heartbroken?

After recovering from his illness, Tchaikovsky held his last grand performance at the St. Petersburg Conservatory of music at the repeated request of the outside world, and then he poisoned himself on the spot.

After hearing the news, Mrs. Meck was shocked and regretted, and soon died.

When I saw it, I couldn't help sighing.

I turned on the computer and found out that the Pathetique symphony was playing.

The black air felt the music, trembled a little, turned into a human shape, looked around, as if looking for someone? Then, holding his head in his hands, he began to cry as if in great pain.

It seems that the spirit in the wood is Tchaikovsky.

It's just a long time ago. He has already blurred his consciousness and forgotten who he is. But I was deeply in love with Mrs. Meck, but I never forget that I found my grandson's mother and daughter along with a trace of blood.

He wanted to find the real lady Meck through the piano, the music and the music. This is his long cherished wish, and this is the reason why his soul cannot rest in peace!

I took a look at the little black ball floating in front of me. With a sad sigh, I untied the array around the board and let the spirit of hell hide in it.

Even ordinary ghosts, let alone the great musician Tchaikovsky, can't be wiped out.

The best and only way is to help him fulfill his long cherished wish and promote his soul.

But what should I do?

After thinking for a long time, I finally came up with a good way!

As soon as it was light, I hurried to the sun family. Sun Changshun opened the door bleary eyed and looked at me, a little shocked.

I hurriedly said: "uncle, I'm sorry to disturb you so early, but I have something to ask you for help."

"Oh? What do you mean? I just don't know how to thank you. " Sun Changshun was very straightforward.

"This If you agree, the most important thing is Shiqi's agreement. "

Sun Changshun was shocked and laughed: "that's right! Ha ha ha, come here, come in, Shiqi, Doctor Zhang is here! "

He may think that I finally left my face and came to express my love to sun Shiqi.

This misunderstanding is really a little big

The sun's mother and daughter just got up and didn't wash. They were surprised by my sudden visit, but they didn't dislike it. They still greeted me warmly. Sun Shiqi, a little shy, just wanted to hide in the room, but I stopped her.

"Auntie, Shiqi, tell you the truth! I'm not Doctor Zhang. You're not sick. You're haunted by ghosts. The spirit is hidden on the carved board of this piano. " With that, I took out the board.

The mother and daughter were shocked as soon as they heard it.

"But don't worry. The Yin Qi has been suppressed by our town, and your condition will soon get better. But now I have something to ask for your consent. " I paused and looked at Sun Shiqi: "especially your consent."

When I said that, the mother and daughter were even more confused. Sun Changshun was happy and still looked at me with a smile, as if he was saying, "yes, that's right!"

"Don't mention it, Doctor Zhang. If you have anything, just say it. As long as I can help, I won't refuse. " Although I have declared that I am not a doctor, sun Shiqi still hasn't turned the corner, and she is very happy to return.

I looked at Sanren: "before that, I'll tell you a story."

"You like piano so much, you must have heard of Tchaikovsky? This story is about him... "

I told the tearful story of Tchaikovsky and Mrs. Meck again, then put the board on the table, took out my mobile phone and released the Pathetique symphony.As the music began, the board began to tremble, as if it were sobbing with its shoulders clasped.

"As you may have guessed, the spirit in the board is Tchaikovsky. Although he has been dead for many years, even he has forgotten who he is, this feeling is unforgettable and has not been forgotten yet! It's because he detected the blood of Mrs. Meck in aunt and Shiqi's body that he entangled you. If you want his soul to rest, only way is to fulfill his long cherished wish. So that's what I want you to do. "

When I just told the first half of the story, the three members of the family were surprisingly calm. Maybe they had heard about it for a long time, but they were slightly curious. Why did I tell this story.

Until later, it was said that Tchaikovsky would never forget to die, and they could not help but feel moved when they saw the wooden board beating with the music.

"Dr. Zhang, this is not helping you, but helping ourselves." Sun Shiqi resolutely said: "what's more, as Mrs. Meck's descendants, they also have responsibilities and obligations to help their ancestors resolve this dispute. You can say what we need to do? "

"I'm going to give a concert, all of them playing Tchaikovsky's famous songs, and then..." I took a look at Sun Shiqi and said, "then I'll hold a wedding for Tchaikovsky and Mrs. Meker."

"Wedding?" Sun Shiqi is stunned. Sun Changshun and his aunt are also confused.

"Yes!" I nodded my head and said, "this is the only way for him to fulfill his long cherished wish. Then I will invite Tchaikovsky's spirit and ask you to pretend to be Mrs. Meck, not only to pacify the dead, but also to draw the last perfect note for this great love without end."