"Did you really never play the piano again after that year when you were a child?" he asked.
Gu Yan nodded, "Mm-hmm." This was the regret of her life.
Perhaps it was because of too much regret, something unattainable, that she had been preoccupied with it for more than a decade.
Every time she heard someone playing the piano, she would stop to listen and secretly learn everything about the piano when she was alone.
She rehearsed countless pieces in her mind, yet never had the chance to actually play them.
However, Tang Yuxiu was secretly amazed. Gu Yan only learned the piano for a year more than a decade ago, yet her first time playing after so many years was impressively good.
Although her technique was clumsy, clearly unlike someone who plays often, the emotion she infused into the piano was something many could not achieve, as if she had become one with it.
