Donggong Jing walked out of the door and heard the music coming from next door. He walked over and saw a woman in a long dress sitting in front of the piano, playing a tune...
Her long hair was loose, and her eyes were quiet. There was deep loneliness in her eyes.
Halfway through the song, she stopped and looked at her hands in a daze.
Donggong Jing walked over and sat beside her. He held her hand." Why aren't you continuing?"
She struggled and looked at him warily." Let go of me."
Donggong Jing grabbed her hand tightly and said to himself," Actually, you could've bounced off."
"Are you kidding me? You know that there's something wrong with my hand."
Donggong Jing looked at her tenderly." It'll get better. Trust me!""
"What a joke!" She stood up and was about to leave when Donggong Jing grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, forcing her to sit beside him." Why are you hiding the moment you see me? Where can you hide?""
