Baixu never remembered the feeling when he touched the piano keys for the first time.
The keys are like a black and white intertwined tool, the wish of the birth mother before she died, the noisy expectations of the outside world, and they are always cold under the fingertips.
But he remembered the feeling when he held Tong Yundie's hand for the first time.
It was soft and warm, spreading from the fingertips all the way to the heart.
After the concert, Tong Yundie lay on Bai Xu's shoulder, pretending to sigh:
"If I hadn't switched to composition major and still played the violin, I might still be able to share the stage with you."
Bai Xu tilted his head and nudged her head: "Haven't we been on the same stage before?"
"It's different. After all, this is your first solo concert."
The hot temperature of her fingertips touched her cheek. She raised her eyes, and the intertwined breaths made both of their pupils tremble slightly, like two notes falling on the same string, vibrating and resonating.
Behind the ear was a gentle kiss and a gentle voice:
"Yundie."
"You were already in every note of mine."
He played the rhythm of chasing dreams with her, and his life came to life because of her.
Reminder before reading:
①Novel writing is not part of my job, and is usually updated every week.
②The tempo is slow, the writing style is lyrical, and the emotional lines between the male and female protagonists are not the Su Shuang type.
③The music school and some backgrounds appearing in the article are fictitious. The author has some basic knowledge of music theory but is not a music major. If there are any errors in music knowledge, please point them out.
④The cover is designed by myself, and the background score is "Dream of Love".
Concept: Love brings the rhythm of life to life
