Kiyokawa Danso

91 Chapter 91. To the Sad You

She suddenly remembered the sound of her mother's piano that she had heard when she was a child.At that time, her health was already very bad, and the days when she could listen to her playing the piano were getting shorter and shorter.The mother's piano sound was so gentle, so tolerant, and she was so beautiful, but after a while she couldn't even lift her fingers.

"Did you know? My mother taught me to play the piano." She smiled softly, "But no one understands why our piano sounds are completely different." She looked into his quiet eyes and pressed down. Putting down the emotions that have haunted her for many years, she changed the subject, "What piece did you play? It's very nice."

Sitting on the piano bench with his long legs stretched out, with his arms propped on the piano cover, he replied casually, "I don't know either. This piece was originally played on a violin, and a street performer made it himself. Everywhere in their small town I can hear the music, but I just fell in love with this piece." Lan Qingchuan listened quietly, and the boy laughed as he spoke, "I gave him money and asked him to write the score to me. He didn't understand , I gestured with both hands like a fool at the time, but fortunately I gave it to me generously in the end." The man with red hair and deep eyes returned all the money to him when he left, and yelled a local dialect with a smile , he thought he was saying goodbye, and that sentence in foreign language means "to you who is sad", the name of this song.

He bent his eyes and brought back the music draft from the other side of the ocean. He had never been so obsessed with this kind of thing.When he was young, he had learned many things, but up to now, he has neglected many things, including the piano.He looked at the sheet music over and over again on the return plane, wondering if he could still play it out. At that time, all he could think about was bringing it back for her to listen to.

"If you like it, I'll go back and get you the sheet music." He stood up, but saw her shaking her head, "No need." She couldn't play his lively, bright, dancing sunshine.Her piano teacher in France, Mrs. Müller, once gently told her that you can try other styles, which are more cheerful and more enthusiastic.She shook her head, unable to pour out that kind of emotion.Mrs. Muller said that as time goes on, you will always find those missing emotions.She has yet to find it.

"I can't play it, but I like it very much." She sat on the sofa, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, such a delicate and timeless appearance.Han Luochen sat down beside her, the two of them bathed in the sun together, the young man lazily closed his eyes, and rested his head on the edge of the sofa, it was rare to have such a quiet time.

"In this case, let's keep this song as a secret between the two of us. Only I played it to you, and only you listened to me play it." So be happy, Lan Qingchuan, you always look so calm and indifferent, I have to Do your best to make you smile.

Although I won't be tired, I'm afraid that you still won't like me.

A lot of words flashed through his mind, but he didn't say anything in the end.
He couldn't even ask the question he wanted her to answer the most. He thought that after such a long time, he could wait for her, even now it's good.

Han Luochen slept on the couch in Lan Qingchuan's piano room all afternoon. During this period, he was busy with exams and never felt tired.He finally had enough sleep and got up, the sun was gone, the lights were left on in the room, and the curtains were drawn.He was still covered with a blanket, with her light fragrance on it.

　I've had a cold for two days, and it's hard.The weather is cold, everyone should keep warm, the cold is very uncomfortable

　　
　
(End of this chapter)