Time flew, and the seasons blended seamlessly into one another.In the blink of an eye, five years had passed.That night, the National Opera House in Zorielle was packed to capacity, with every seat filled and excitement buzzing throughout the concert hall.At the center of the stage, the spotlight illuminated a black grand piano.Lena sat on the piano bench, dressed in a simple deep blue velvet dress.The passage of time had left few marks on her face, bestowing upon her a mature, elegant grace.Her gaze had grown more serene, her movements more graceful, and she radiated a unique glow, nurtured by love and enriched by art.After a subtle bow of her head, her slender fingers descended onto the keys.The next moment, a rich, powerful melody flowed forth.Her technique had grown even more refined, her emotional expression deeper and more nuanced.The piano notes shifted from sorrowful whispers to surging waves, holding every listener spellbound.In the front row of the VIP s
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