Jian Yufei chuckled, "This, I can do!"
Nangong Yi stood up and gave her his seat, "Why don't you play a piece? The person inside is your father, I think your performance will be more emotional and soulful than mine."
Jian Yufei did not refuse, and went over to sit down.
She's been learning piano for many years, many scores have been memorized without needing to look.
Nangong Yi stood beside her, quietly listening.
One of his arms rested on the shiny black piano platform, as her fingers moved, his fingers unconsciously tapped along.
The room held only the two of them.
Jian Yufei was focused, Nangong Yi was equally focused.
It's often said that people who are serious are the most attractive.
They both were so dedicated, giving a feeling that no one could interrupt.
A shadowy gaze was fixed on them—
Yet no matter how displeased the look, those inside remained unaware.
The music stopped!
Jian Yufei lifted her head and met Nangong Yi's smile.
