Watching her joyful face, he smiled softly, “Then come to my house this Sunday.”
Invited, she jubilantly did a backflip on the spot, cheering, “Yay, awesome!”
An Zhang was amused by her exaggerated move. He had once thought she might give up pursuing him under the stimulation of gossip, but she didn’t. Her persistence and sincerity had dissolved his defenses and touched his heart.
Seeing his smile, she bashfully shook her head.
“So… see you tomorrow night.” As if afraid he might change his mind, she quickly ran away.
The sky was overcast, but Shi Xuan’s face was radiant.
Her love must be arriving soon! She thought happily, her light steps dancing like a butterfly.
As the piano master’s long fingers slid across the keys, notes flowing sometimes melodiously, sometimes passionately, all audience members were entranced, holding their breath while listening to one piece after another.
But amidst the beautiful music, a subtle sound came from beside An Zhang.
The sound was so soft it wouldn’t disturb others’ appreciation of the piano performance. Only An Zhang noticed that as soon as a piece ended on stage, Shi Xuan had closed her eyes. He initially thought she was immersed in the beautiful music, but soon discovered she had actually fallen asleep.
Afraid her soft, slow snoring might disturb nearby audience members, he let her head rest on his shoulder.
Watching her sweet, peaceful sleeping face, he tenderly sighed. She, who was unfamiliar with musical notation, had clearly used the piano music as a lullaby.
Until the performance ended, Shi Xuan was awakened by a round of applause, and she drowsily clapped along with everyone else. After coming to her senses, she didn’t forget to tell An Zhang, “He played really wonderfully.”
“Hmm.” He smiled and nodded.
“Oh, why is your shoulder wet?” As she stood up, she noticed the suspicious damp spot and asked in surprise.
“It was dripping from above just now.” He gave her a sidelong glance with a half-smile.
“Dripping from above?” She looked up, “It seems that even such a high-end concert hall can leak water. How terrible.”
“It has nothing to do with the concert hall.”
“Nothing to do with it?” Catching his smiling lips, she suddenly felt her scalp tingle. Could it be… “Don’t tell me it’s, it’s my drool?” She asked nervously.
