Twilight Piano Keys Complain About Regret

The piano and love are sung in the song, and they are also episodes in life - the piano keys at dusk express regret. The sunlight filtered through the sycamore leaves danced on the piano keys. Shen Jun's index finger hung above the center C key, as if a restraining spell had been cast. The sound of the violin coming from the classroom next door was far away and close, and the trembling tail notes of the vibrato reminded him of the sound of rain hitting the window lattice last night. The piano room door creaked open. "It turns out there are people here." A clear spring-like voice flowed in, and the back of Shen Jun's neck instantly tensed up. Through the dusty top of the upright piano, he saw the white train sweep across the cracked parquet floor. Lin You stood in the backlight holding the piano case, her ponytail blown into seaweed by the draft, and the ends of her hair were stained with catkins floating in from the window. This is their third encounter. The first time at the welcome party, Lin You, as the host, looked like a proud swan under the spotlight; the second time at the library, Shen Jun knocked over the ink bottle due to the waistline exposed when she tiptoed to pick up a book. At this moment, her violin was resting on her chin, and the rosin powder was floating in the morning light. "Want to play in an ensemble?" Lin You's bow touched the piano. Shen Jun smelled the faint fragrance of lily of the valley, and his Adam's apple moved, but the chords pressed by his fingertips betrayed his heartbeat. When the melody of "Praise of Love" flowed out from between the two instruments, he suddenly noticed that the girl's ears reflected in the piano's lacquer were so red that they looked like they were about to bleed.