After playing for an unknown amount of time, Lu Shouyue gradually became immersed in the music, forgetting the ongoing video call.
Lin Wanwan held her phone, quietly watching his profile through the video screen.
Compared to the piano music, Lin Wanwan was more interested in Lu Shouyue himself.
He seemed to have changed, yet seemed not to have changed.
Lin Wanwan always felt that Lu Shouyue, who played the piano with the video on, had a kind of distant and aloof feeling.
As she watched, her gaze was drawn to a corner of the screen where a starry wall composed of fluorescent text and sketches appeared.
These days, Lu Shouyue had taken her home several times, but each visit was mostly limited to his bedroom, and she had never entered the piano room.
Lu Shouyue locked the piano room door every day, and it was rare for Lin Wanwan to see him there over the video.
Will such deep affection change in the future?
