The two arms were tightly entangled, and Rong Zhixing felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to pull them out quietly, but failed.

When he reached the piano, Jiang Xiao had no intention of sitting down yet. He just raised his head and looked at Rong Zhixing. The look in his eyes made him panic, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiao pinned him down on his seat, "I haven't heard you play a complete piece of music for a long time. Can you help me play the piece I'm going to play tomorrow so I can get familiar with the feel."

Rong Zhixing was startled for a moment, "Wouldn't it be better if you did it yourself?"

"But everyone's feelings are different. There may be someone who chooses the same competition repertoire as me. What if I don't play as well as others? So I want to hear what others play." Jiang Xiao

I have already memorized the melody of the song so well that even with muscle memory, I can finish it with my eyes closed just by raising my hands.

She was just looking for a reason to get along with Rong Zhixing properly, to enhance the relationship, and to create more opportunities for her to take the initiative in the future.

But of course Rong Zhixing didn't know what she was thinking, "But I'm not very proficient in playing it. After all, I haven't played such professional music in many years."

Rong Zhixing is just an amateur, and everything about this hobby originated from Jiang Xiao.

"Oh, don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up!" Jiang Xiao felt at this moment that he seemed like a verbose old woman, and hurriedly stopped him.

Only then did Rong Zhixing feel that something was not right. Jiang Xiao was extremely harsh on him tonight. He didn't even feel the alienation he had before. It wasn't like he had returned to the previous feeling. He was even more unrestrained than before.

Not surprisingly, Jiang Xiao cast an admiring look at him, and this look already recognized him.

Jiang Xiao nodded, then sat on the empty bookshelf nearby, leaning on it and listening to the familiar melody that echoed throughout the room.

It can be said that Jiang Xiao has been extremely confident in composing and playing piano for so many years, but only she knows that what she has been pursuing for so many years has always made her feel empty. She does not know where her end point is.

I don’t know what my final pursuit is, I just keep repeating what I like to do day after day, thinking that this is the life I should have.

Jiang Xiao felt that Rong Zhixing, who was sitting in front of the piano at this moment, was very emotional. There was no longer the familiar air-conditioning around him, but a warm light surrounded by warmth, with a hint of love in it.

But as Ning Nuan said, boys don't have to take the initiative in relationships. If she doesn't take the initiative, she will regret it in the end.

Jiang Xiao buried her head in his arms and shook it, greedily smelling the reassuring smell of pine wood on his body.

When the idea came up, Jiang Xiao lived up to her wish.

Rong Zhixing stood up and walked to her, put his hands on her shoulders, and looked at her firmly, "You have to remember that you are Jiang Xiao first, and then you will have other identities."

If I had known it would make her sad, I wouldn't have said so much. If I say too much, I will make many mistakes. It seems that the experiences and lessons learned by the predecessors are useful.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiao couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart. He had been accompanying her here for so many years. Although he was not around, he still penetrated her life all the time.

But this was okay, it was within his acceptable range. If it returned to the same alienation he had before, he wouldn't know what to do.

Her first piano teacher only said that if she wanted to become someone like Beethoven or Mozart, she would have to work thousands of times harder than ordinary people. Everyone told her to catch up with the pioneers in the industry, but no one ever asked her to be herself.

"Okay, but if you don't play well, you can't laugh at me." Rong Zhixing was extremely indulgent in everything Jiang Xiao did.

But it can't, at least not now.

He thought he had said something that made Jiang Xiao sad, so he gently patted her back and said, "What's wrong? Don't be sad. It was my fault."

“Is it best to be yourself?”

It’s like hugging him!

"I have been practicing for so many years, but I still haven't mastered your style. It seems that all these years of practice have been in vain." Jiang Xiao sighed repeatedly.

Jiang Xiao looked at him with such soft and firm eyes, as if he was always encouraging her on the way forward.

If it had been before today, she might have been timid and even had a lot of scruples.

I thought to myself, it would be great if I could hold her like this forever.

This scene made her unable to take her eyes away, and she accidentally took out her mobile phone to take a picture of this scene.

"You can't define it like this. Everyone has a different understanding of the music. The performer gives the music a second life and gives it an extra layer of meaning. You just need to be yourself and keep your original

Just the style of music is fine, there is no need to compare with anyone else, because you are the best."

After the song ended, Rong Zhixing subconsciously looked for Jiang Xiao's eyes, as if expecting her affirmation.

This was originally a very light song, but under Rong Zhixing's fingertips, it became much more powerful, as if it was telling something in a heavy voice, so that in the second half it became more like a low voice.

Talking and venting is the love that has no way out in your heart.

There was originally a distance between the two people, but Jiang Xiao suddenly rushed into his arms and reduced the distance to zero.

Rong Zhixing's words directly hit Jiang Xiao's psychology. No one has ever said these words to her in so many years.

She was sure that she didn't want to see Rong Zhixing living with another woman, so she had to fight for a future for herself.

She suddenly remembered that when she was in high school, there was a period when she couldn't hold on. Occasionally, she would secretly call Rong Zhixing in the middle of the night. That was when he was probably the busiest, but he would still find time to accompany her.

He guides himself and supports silently.

Rong Zhixing's body was stiff almost at that moment. He didn't even realize what happened. After his brain searched for a few seconds, another temperature that was not his own suddenly came over his body. Only then did he understand what was going on.

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She needs to have a step-by-step process, lest her consciousness be too enthusiastic and scare people away, which would be a loss outweighing the gain.

After being greedy and regaining her sanity, she calmly stopped walking into her arms, raised her head, and took a step back to distance the two people.

The warmth he had just felt dissipated instantly, and Rong Zhixing felt a momentary sense of despair.

Jiang Xiao raised a refreshing smile, "Thank you for telling me so much, I will remember it!"
Chapter completed!