Shen Jingqi saw Lin Xiaocan's sweet smile.
Slowly disappearing in front of him.
Shen Jingqi's body paused.
Some things are beyond grasp.
Came suddenly, and went suddenly.
His hand rested on the white keyboard, brushing away a speck of dust.
Then, he slowly stood up.
Li Baiyu lay half-reclined at the foot of the bed with her eyes closed.
Her body slowly stretched out from a curled position.
A chilling aura swirled around her.
Her serene complexion battled against the world.
The strings of the violin to her right buzzed softly.
The milk tea ribbon tied in her hair gently came undone, with one corner lifting.
Shen Jingqi's fingers reached for the ribbon.
Picking up the lifted corner, he lifted it from amidst countless strands of hair.
The undulating long hair slanted down, covering the bed.
He turned, placing the milk tea ribbon on the piano.
Ding—
Lightly touching the black keys.
"Hmm?"
It was Li Baiyu's murmur.
