"Okay, now let's do it again, with piano accompaniment ready."
C wanted to bang his head on the keyboard when he heard this.
The violin played a note, and before C's mind could even turn around, his hands were mechanically placed on the keyboard to touch out a string of notes.
The long melody once again filled the entire piano room. It was clearly a festive and soothing melody, but the more C listened, the more it felt like a farewell song. He was bidding farewell to the last bus from school to home, leaving only a cloud of exhaust gas for himself.
How many times this month have you been left to rehearse until ten o'clock because your New Year's Day performance failed, and then you missed the last bus and had to brave the cold winter wind to go home? C couldn't even remember clearly. He could only roughly guess the cause of the incident.
With his peripheral vision, C secretly glanced at the violinist who was playing the violin with his eyes closed, and in his heart he had already sent greetings to his eighteen generations of ancestors.
C is very sure that this fucking bastard must be delaying time on purpose!
Short story about violinist x pianist, please ignore OTZ if you see bug
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