Chapter 3117

I covered my mouth and admired it. I looked around the piano for several times. This piano satisfied all my romantic fantasies about music in my teenage years.

When Dong Yu was a child practicing piano, I liked to sit beside him and watch him play boring etudes over and over again.

However, I don't think it's boring to practice with him.

I like his hands that play piano keys best. They are ten fingers long and have porcelain fingertips. They are lined with black and white keys. They are extremely beautiful.

Every afternoon, the sunshine outside the window comes in, reflecting on his handsome side face, against the light, quiet and beautiful.

I am not born to love the piano, the obsession and love for the piano, more from this infatuation with him.

He watched me around the piano, hands in his trouser pockets, some helpless, I looked up to him, but saw his mouth outlined a warm and doting smile.

"Brother, how much is the piano?"

Most of the time, I caressed the piano frame as devoutly as the believers prayed. The look of longing on his face was so funny that he "pooped" a smile, then turned his eyebrows solemnly, "it's very expensive."

I became more curious and pursued, "how expensive is it?"

"Well..."

Dong Yu thought about it and said, "about 200000."

I was completely shocked!

"200000!?"

It's an astronomical number!

He saw my eyes staring like a bronze bell, his face was inconceivable, and he couldn't help crying and laughing. "This piano is Yamaha, it's for playing."

"That sound must be great!"

"When is the school day performance scheduled?"

"In a week."

Dongyu twisted his eyebrows. "Time is pressing. Are you familiar with the music?"

"It will be. In some places, the fingering should be consolidated."

As for piano playing, I was only an amateur. I didn't practice since childhood. When I was young, when Dong Yu was playing, I sat next to him and practiced with him.

I like the gentle eyebrows and eyes when he taught me how to use his hands.

"Where is the fingering problem?"

Dong Yu sat on the piano stool and clapped, "come here, sit next to me."

"Well."

I went over and sat down, and he said, "play it first and I'll see."

"Good."

I bowed my head and played it carefully. From time to time, he asked me to stop, bowed my head and adjusted my hand to the right way. But unconsciously, my mind was not on the piano, but was staring at his side face and staring at him.

I can't help but recall that I asked Han Xiao what it was like to be alone.

She said to me, "when I met him, my heart beat like thunder and I was full of joy.".

When touching, breathing becomes hot and fidgety, which is like it.

I know. I like him. It's out of control.

In particular, just looking at him quietly, it seems like a million years, time is still.

He raised his eyes, said half, but saw me staring at his side face, for a while, a little worried, "what's the matter?"

"No Nothing! "

I look back a little embarrassed, a little guilty!

Dong Yu hooked his lips. "Well, then go ahead..."

He just grasped my hand and pulled it to the piano key. It was clearly that cold fingertip, but it made me feel that his hand was very hot. I was so nervous that I held my breath and suddenly held his hand tightly. It was dead. I could not hold it!