Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 90 The Voice Heard in an Unknown Place
"It's just to pass the time." She pinched the score and continued to read, following him to look around.

"You have a lot of discs here, lend me some back and listen to them." He clicked on the discs arranged in alphabetical order in the glass window, and looked carefully, some of whose names he couldn't even pronounce.

"You probably don't like it, most of them are classical music discs." She put down the paper in her hand, walked over and opened the glass of the cabinet door, "But I remember there are a few discs of the type you like, I'll find them for you Find it.” When she was studying at Margaret College, she also participated in many concerts held by students independently, with different styles, all of which were included in it.

She was so close you could smell the shampoo in her hair.Lan Qingchuan couldn't see that he was smiling so happily that his snow-white teeth were exposed.

Because the order was neat, she found three pieces and handed them to him, "There are a lot of songs in it, it's good to listen to it when you have time." He is tall, standing like this, the sunlight from the window is blocked Not a lot.The sun shone on his white and straight nose, and when she looked up, she saw his eyes as bright as burning planets.

Lan Qingchuan stepped back, creating a distance.

He followed up with a smile, his delicate and fair face was so fresh and youthful, even in the long future, it was still firmly in Lan Qingchuan's deepest memory.

She took out the sheet music and looked at it, but Han Luochen followed wherever he went, turning around every room.She simply sat on the couch by the window and ignored him.Sure enough, he sat down and tilted his head to look at the score in her hand.He looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "These songs are not suitable for you." Lan Qingchuan looked back at him, his eyes were light, calm and clear.No one has ever told her what kind of music she is suitable for playing.She loves the piano so much, it is the most expressive of her unspeakable grief and sorrow.Her piano, as heavy and sad as she is.

She gave a beautiful smile, "What do you think I should play?"

The young man was silent, his hair was as black as ink and his hair was short, his sharp and thick eyebrows were as handsome as bamboo leaves.She stared at his rolling eyes and raising his eyebrows, every small expression, and found that every delicate facial movement was extremely delicate and beautiful.

"Hey, the sun is so bright, let me play the song for you to listen to." He got up, and immediately took away the light in front of her.He didn't even adjust the piano bench, and he said in a joking tone, "I hope your piano can support the sound I play." This is a Steinway with a triangle, but Lan Qingchuan uses it the most and is the one that has been with her for the longest time. The piano is the Pleyel in the Lan's Manor, its sound is soft and rich, but it is a pity that it is no longer produced.

The boy in the blue sweater was sitting on the piano bench in an orderly manner, with a very serious profile.Lan Qingchuan has never seen him so solemn.

He played a piece of music that was so beautiful and gentle that he had never heard it before.Like the clean and simple wind, rustling through the golden ginkgo leaves, the momentary sunshine also became part of the music.

The fingers he flicked lightly were flexible and bright, Lan Qingchuan closed his eyes, but a gentle smile appeared on his lips.While playing briskly, he looked at her with a smile, "When I heard it, you were the only one I thought of." Lan Qingchuan, you don't know many things, it's too bad for me to be alone.

You are a person who is good at music and understands the sound of the piano. Now, do you understand what I want to say?

(End of this chapter)