Members of the audience who heard the first line got goosebumps and gradually opened their mouths without realizing it.
The first burst of explosions caught everyone's attention. The intense and sharp touch was like throwing up pain and misery.
The mysterious charm-like sound caught the audience's ears.
"Oh, my God..."
"Oh God..."
The people couldn't talk easily.
The travails and arduousness of Ferguson's life were deeply embedded into the performance. His performance contained something beyond technique and musicality. Ferguson calmly tapped the keys with his eyes closed, looking somewhat melancholy.
He made a piano melody that seemed to connect the notes organically. It felt like a drop of darkness, like rain was pouring down. Although it appeared incoherent and rough, the melody that touched the skin gently seeped into people's hearts.
The climax of the song had come.
Ferguson's fingers slowly began to control the intensity. The technique melted the audience's hearts like a tug-of-war with a loved one. At the same time, the audience felt an unknown and strange sense of freedom.
Like the song's title...
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