After dinner, Qin Youxue sat down at the piano and began practicing one of her favorite pieces.
Whenever she immersed herself in music, Qin Youxue seemed to forget all her troubles. She even forgot that she was at Mo Hexuan's house at the moment.
Mo Hexuan peeled an orange while sitting on the sofa, watching Qin Youxue play the piano. Sometimes he found it fascinating—people seemed to have two sides to them. For instance, this woman always gave him an excessively startled look when she encountered him, yet the moment her fingers touched the piano, she transformed into a completely different person.
Confident, elegant, formidable—the brightest spot in the room seemed to gather around Qin Youxue.
She was born for the piano.
Seeing Qin Youxue like this, Mo Hexuan felt a peculiar stirring in his heart. He truly appreciated this confident version of her—she was beautiful.
