Wen Shunan did not hesitate and ran in one direction after leaving the school gate. The wooden door was locked. She knocked on the door, but there was no response. She was not in a hurry, so she just waited at the door.
Suddenly there was a creak and the door opened. His face was pale, and clusters of blue flames were burning in his eyes, like a sponge that had been drained of all moisture.
No one spoke. As soon as Wen Shunan entered, she smelled a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Shen Qichuan sat on the sofa with his eyes closed tightly, his Adam's apple rolling, he opened his eyes and said, "I'm sorry that the house is not tidy."
"It doesn't matter. I have learned the song you taught me before. Can I play it for you?" Wen Shunan looked at him and said.
Without waiting for his response, Wen Shunan walked towards the piano. She sat in front of the piano with all her concentration, her fingers jumped on the piano, and the notes flowed like a waterfall, injecting melody into the silent room.
After the song ended, Shen Qichuan's eyes followed her face and said, "It sounds very good, even better than me."
Purpose: I hope everyone believes in the power of love