"Didn't you hire a teacher?" Lin Zhiyi asked.

He thought Han Xulian had even bought a piano and probably found a teacher.

"None of them can play as well as you." Han Xu walked closer, his eyes sparkling. "I want you to teach me."

It's okay to teach him simple things, but...

"I may have less time, so I can't have the full time to teach you like a professional teacher."

"It doesn't matter. I just need to be able to play some pop songs so I can pretend to be able to play in front of my friends." Han Xu grinned, revealing his white teeth. "I'm not a professional."

That's how it was settled.

The two agreed to meet twice a week in the study at Han Xu's home.

Lin Zhiyi did not collect tuition from Han Xu. In his opinion, he did not do anything. Besides, every time he went to Han Xu's house, the other party was very welcoming and would prepare dinner and fruit.

The only thing that was a bit bothersome was that Han Xu really liked staring at others.

Many times when he was explaining the music, Han Xu stared at his face, but when practicing, he was able to accurately reproduce the content of the lecture, which was impeccable.

After the new semester began, Lin Zhiyi entered his junior year.

On Saturday night, Lin Zhiyi taught Han Xu a simple song as usual, and then watched him practice quietly.

The phone beside him suddenly vibrated.

Lin Zhiyi gestured to Han Xu, picked up the phone and walked out.

The person opposite me is a senior from the same department whom I met recently at school. I asked him if he wanted to attend the upcoming party.

Lin Zhiyi refused as usual: "Sorry, I have a part-time job."

"Is it a part-time job or is it just a play date with Han Xu?"

"part time."

"Part-time work is fine, but forget about hanging out with that kind of guy." The senior student said jokingly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, "Zhiyi, a lot of people have been saying lately that you and Han Xu are getting close. Those rich second-generations like them are different from us. They may look decent, but you never know what they're like behind the scenes. Don't hang out with them, they'll lead you astray."

When the other party talked about Han Xu, there was obvious contempt in his tone.

Lin Zhiyi frowned slightly and subconsciously defended himself: "Thank you for your concern, but I am an adult and have my own ideas. I will not be led astray by others."

"Look at you... why are you so serious?" The other person's momentum weakened a little. "I'm doing this for your own good, don't you know? Back in China, he was a playboy, a rich second-generation who only knew how to squander money."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyi subconsciously glanced in the direction of the piano room.

The door was half open, but the piano music had stopped long ago.

Lin Zhiyi put away his phone and returned to the study.

Seeing him come in, Han Xu looked at him pitifully and asked for help: "Brother, I forgot, teach me again."

“…Don’t call me brother.” Lin Zhiyi sighed.

He is an only child and has no cousins. He often hears Han Xu call him that, which is a bit uncomfortable for him.

Han Xu pretended not to hear and looked at the other person with eyes like melted honey: "Is it okay?"

It was like a child playing tricks, but Lin Zhiyi always found it difficult to refuse.

He sat next to Han Xu and played it again.

The sunlight shines through the leaves outside the window and scatters through the gaps between the piano keys.

Han Xu lowered his eyes and watched the other person's slender jade-like knuckles move across the piano keys. Although it was a casual movement, his heartbeat was disrupted again and again.

His eyes followed his arm up and quietly fell on Lin Zhiyi's profile.

Even when playing simple beginner songs, he was always serious, with his beautiful eyes clear and calm, often without ripples.

The Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably.

After a few glances, Lin Zhiyi suddenly reached out, gently pinched his face and looked down.

"Don't be distracted." The voice was as calm as ever, with a hint of severity.

He touched and let go, then lowered his head and continued playing, without affecting the progress at all.

Han Xu paused, turned his face away, and tried his best to control his breathing so as not to be discovered by the other party.

The place where I was touched was so hot that my face felt like it was going to explode.

...It's really driving me crazy.

*

"No classes next week?" Lin Zhiyi repeated Han Xu's words and asked.

Han Xu subconsciously looked away, not daring to meet her gaze.

They had agreed to learn a new song next week, but he went back on his word.

He whispered back, "Well...something happened."

"Okay, I understand." Lin Zhiyi nodded.

His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes looked like a teacher who had seen through everything.

Han Xu's heart tightened and he subconsciously wanted to change his mind, but Lin Zhiyi had already turned around, packed his things, and walked out.

He lowered his head to change his shoes. Han Xu walked over to the side, a little panicked: "Let's have dinner first? I've asked the cook to come over."

"Then let her do less." Lin Zhiyi put on his washed-out canvas shoes and looked over with clear eyes. "You have the right anyway."

This... Although that's what I said, why does it sound weird?

Han Xu touched the short hair on the back of his head and asked cautiously, "Are you angry?"

"No." Lin Zhiyi turned his face away. "Why should I be angry?"

He opened the door and walked out.

Han Xu quickly took off his slippers and changed into sneakers, "I'll take you there."

"Need not."

The moment he said this, the door slammed shut in front of him.

Han Xu lowered his head, and his untied shoelaces fell limply on the floor, as if mocking his uselessness.

He put on his shoes, opened the door and was about to go out. As soon as his hand touched the door handle, he went into the room to get a long windbreaker, making sure that his lower abdomen and thighs were covered tightly before he hurried out.

That place has been disobedient since Lin Zhiyi entered the door. He has been worried all day and even put a doll on his legs to cover it up.

You must not be discovered, or you will be hated.

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