No matter how he played it would always be out of tune
While he was lost in his thoughts, the sound of the zither suddenly stopped.
She turned her head to the side and saw that his lips were pursed into a frown. It looked very much like before …
"I can't play here."
"…"
When she first learned this song, she was unable to play it properly, so she practiced it repeatedly for three whole months until it was as smooth as it was today. However, she didn't think that he would also be stuck here.
What should he say? What could she say?
Xia Xiaoxiao moved her mouth, and finally decided to directly answer with action.
At the same turning point, she played the piece in a few lithe strokes. However, just as she was about to stop, he suddenly joined her and played the song with her.
The two had two styles. One was tactful, the other was wild, but when combined, they gave off an indescribable feeling of harmony. Xia Xiaoling wanted to stop, but her fingers wouldn't obey …