"It's getting late, are you hungry?" After discussing this topic, Ming Qi Tian looked up at the sky, "Without realizing, a whole day has passed."
"I'm not hungry, Miss Ming." Pei Ye looked lively, "I'm just getting into the swing of things."
"Great, then let's take a break and practice the piano upstairs."
The sky was a gray-blue canvas, a soft veil of springtime mist seemed to float.
Ming Qi Tian sat down on the bluestone, extended her hand, and shortly, a raindrop left a pale stain on the white cuff of her wrist.
She slightly pursed her lips, as if wishing it had fallen in her palm.
"There's a piano in the music room we just left, but I'm not sure if it's still usable." Pei Ye leaned against the tree nearby, "It's a pity I didn't see a second one."
"No matter, one will suffice."
Pei Ye thought for a moment, "Then, I'll go wash up."
Ming Qi Tian tilted her head to look at him.
"I'm drenched in sweat." Pei Ye said somewhat sheepishly.
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