Chapter 3117
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I covered my mouth and sighed in admiration. I circled the piano several times in amazement. This piano fulfilled all my romantic fantasies about music as a young girl.
When Dongyu was practicing the zither from a young age, I liked to sit by his side and watch him play the boring music over and over again in a daze.
However, I didn't find it boring to practice with him.
I liked his hands on the piano keys the most. His fingers were long and slender, and his fingertips were like porcelain. Against the black and white keys, they were extremely beautiful.
Every afternoon, the sunlight outside the window would shine in and reflect on his handsome side profile. Against the light, it was quiet and beautiful.
I wasn't born with a love for the piano. My obsession with the piano stemmed more from my infatuation with him.
He looked at me circling the piano with his hands in his trouser pockets helplessly. I looked up at him and saw a warm and doting smile on his lips.
"Brother, how much does this piano cost?"
It was probably because I was touching the piano's frame devoutly like a believer praying. The longing expression on my face was too amusing. He chuckled and then frowned seriously. "It's very expensive."
I was getting more and more curious. "How expensive is it?"
"Hmm …"
Dongyu thought for a moment and said, "About 200,000 yuan."
I was completely stunned!
"200,000 yuan!?"
It was an astronomical figure!
He saw my eyes widen like copper bells and my expression of disbelief. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "This piano is a Yamaha. It's specially made for performance."
"The sound must be great!"
"When is the school anniversary performance scheduled?"
"In a week."
Dongyu frowned. "Time is tight. Are you familiar with the tune?"
"I've learned it, but there are some parts where I still need to consolidate the fingering."
I was just an amateur at playing the piano. I hadn't practiced since I was a child. When I was young, when Dongyu played the piano, I would sit next to him and practice with him.
I liked it the most when he taught me step by step. His gentle eyes made me indulge in it.
"Where is the problem with the fingering?"
Dongyu sat on the piano stool and patted it. "Come here and sit next to me."
"Okay."
I walked over and sat down. He said, "Play it for me first."
"Alright."
I lowered my head and played seriously. From time to time, he would ask me to stop. He would lower his head and adjust my hand to the correct technique. But unknowingly, my mind was no longer on the piano. Instead, I kept staring at the side of his face, lost in thought.
I couldn't help but recall that I had once asked Han Xiao how it felt to like someone.
She replied that her heart was beating like thunder when she met him, and her heart was filled with joy.
When he touched her, his breathing became hot and he fidgeted. That was liking her.
I know, I like him, out of control.
Especially when looking at him so calmly, it was as if ten thousand years had passed, and time had stopped.
He looked up. Halfway through his sentence, he saw me staring at the side of his face. He was stunned. "What's wrong?"
"No … Nothing!"
I retracted my gaze in embarrassment, feeling a little guilty.
Dongyu smiled. "Okay, let's continue then …"
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