Sitting in front of the piano, Luo Xiaoqian's fingers swept over the ivory keys, instantly letting pleasant piano sounds flow from between her fingers.
Without directly jumping to the middle section, she still started the piece from the beginning.
Then, with the piano sound, she began to sing.
"Moonlight, somewhere in my heart..."
This was the first time Leng Zimo saw her play the piano, the first time he heard her sing. Her voice was beautiful, light yet not empty, with a subtle hint of a sandy texture, full and both ethereal and textured.
Over the past five years, whenever she thought of him, she would play piano, play the songs he modified for her, play the songs he wrote for her, play the songs she wrote for him.
She played very attentively; this piece, from five years ago to now, she didn't know how many times she had repeated it. This time, she was playing especially for him, singing especially for him...
