Li Qingshen had finished playing and continued to play it twice more. After a total of three times, he walked over to Ling Momo, untied the scarf on her head, pointed at the piano, and said, "Play as much of the music I just played for you as you can remember."
Ling Momo stood still. He had played a piece of music and expected her to play it back after only listening to it?
Although he had played it three times, by now, she had almost completely forgotten it!
Did he think she was Zhou Jielun? Could she casually discern how a particular instrument was played in a piece of mixed music just with her ears?
Li Qingshen picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and, noticing the absence of sound, turned around only to find that Ling Momo was still standing there, her brow gradually furrowing, her tone somewhat cold, "What’s wrong?"
Hearing the chill in Li Qingshen’s voice, Ling Momo gave Li Qingshen a sweet smile and spoke in a soft tone, "Teacher, it’s nothing."
"Then why aren’t you playing?" Li Qingshen pointed at the piano. Only then did Ling Momo reluctantly make her way to the piano, sat down, but still did not play.
Li Qingshen frowned, thinking Ling Momo had forgotten, so he set down his teacup and walked over to the piano.
"Close your eyes." Li Qingshen said quietly. Momo obediently closed her eyes. Then, Li Qingshen bent down, enveloped her in his arms, and reached out to play the keys he had struck before a few more times.
Ling Momo dared not move at all then. The uniquely fresh and mild scent of the man enveloped her from all directions, his arms reaching around her shoulders, lifting and dropping, bringing a gentle breeze that made her heart start pounding furiously, completely forgetting to listen to what Li Qingshen had played.
Li Qingshen, fearing that Momo couldn’t understand, repeated it twice more before stopping. His hand stayed on the piano as he slightly bowed his head and asked, "Did you hear it clearly?" Official source is NoveI[F]ire.net
His voice was very faint, lightly brushing past the tips of her hair and into her ears, sending a tingling sensation through her. Momo’s body trembled slightly as she nodded, "I heard it clear!"
In fact, she hadn’t heard anything at all, but the primary rule of a good student was to pretend to know even when one didn’t, to feign understanding even when one was clueless!
"Then play," Li Qingshen seemed satisfied with Momo’s response, stood up slightly, moved to one side, and leaned elegantly against the piano, his eyes intently on Momo, waiting for her to act.
"Uh?" Only then did Momo snap back to reality. She glared at the piano, trying hard to squeeze out the notes that Li Qingshen had played, but she couldn’t remember even one.
Time trickled by, and Li Qingshen stood there, still looking at her with calmness.
Momo timidly raised her head to look at Li Qingshen, bit her finger, and whispered, "Teacher... that was quite long, could you perhaps make it a bit shorter?"
Li Qingshen slightly frowned and, seizing the moment when Momo was looking at him, unexpectedly pressed a random key on the piano and asked, "Then which key is this?"
Momo bit her lower lip, looked pitifully at Li Qingshen, and slowly shook her head.
Li Qingshen reached out, covered Momo’s eyes, and pressed another random key, "And this?"