"Can you play the piano?" Qin Wanwan raised her tearful face. There were still tears in her eyes, but she was already a little more curious.
"Of course." Luo Jun looked at her face, hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his palm to help her wipe away her tears, then turned and walked away.
Walking to the piano nearby, he skillfully pulled out the piano bench and opened the cover. After sitting down, he turned to look at Qin Wanwan. Seeing that she was still standing there, he raised his eyebrows impatiently.
"Come here!"
Qin Wanwan sniffed and walked to him.
"What do you want to hear?" Luo Jun asked.
"Do you know how to play Doraemon?" Qin Wanwan asked.
Doraemon?!
Luo Jun raised his little eyebrows, seeming a little disappointed with this low-end answer.
Despite this, he still raised his hands and put them on the keys.
"Listen up, I'll play it again."
Putting his slender fingers on the keys, Luo Jun took a breath, and then started playing.
With his small face and small hands, he played the keys neatly, but with a smooth flow. His small figure sat in front of the piano, but he naturally exuded an aura.
The sunlight came in from the window and hit him, dyeing his side face with a golden light. Looking at his side face, Qin Wanwan had already forgotten to cry and just listened to him intently.
The sound of the piano.
In four years of living, Qin Wanwan has listened to countless piano performances and even attended many concerts, but this is the first time that a person has played the piano specifically for her.
Two little guys, one plays and the other listens, both are focused.
By the time the song was played, the little girl had already forgotten about crying just now, and immediately clapped her two white and tender little hands and clapped.
"Mo Mo, you are great. You play the piano very well. Can you play anything else? I still want to hear it?"
Luo Jun glanced sideways at the little girl, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly. He was not a jukebox.
Jumping off the piano bench, he raised his hand to cover the piano cover, not forgetting to push the piano bench back to its original position.
"Next time."
Qin Wanwan blinked her big eyes with a hopeful look on her face, "Do you mean what you say?"
Meeting her gaze, Luo Jun hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, "It counts."
"You're so kind." Qin Wanwan had already burst into laughter. She stepped forward with her calves and held Luo Jun's shoulders. Before Luo Jun could react, she had already come over and gave him a chirp on his face.
There was a loud and fragrant pop.
For a few seconds, Luo Jun was stunned on the spot.
After a moment, he came back to his senses, raised his hand and wiped the face she kissed, and said coolly, "Next time, don't kiss me casually."
Qin Wanwan suddenly pursed her lips, "Don't you like me?"
Luo Jun saw that she was about to cry again, and just frowned, "I don't like making friends with girls who cry."
When Qin Wanwan heard this, the tears that were about to burst out were forced back, "I didn't cry."
"Okay then." Luo Jun reluctantly stretched out his hand, "Then let's be friends."
The little girl immediately showed joy again, stretched out her little hand, and shook hands with him like a little adult, "I will celebrate my birthday in a few days, will you go to my birthday party?"
"I'm going back to the United States soon. It will take a few days before I can come back." Luo Jun said.
Qin Wanwan was a little disappointed, "My birthday is April 9th, can you come back?"
Luo Jun was a little surprised when he heard Qin Wanwan's words, "You and I have the same birthday?"
