After Marriage With A Disabled Gangster [BL] [MTL] [✔]

CHAPTER 8; PART 3

The servants in the family were afraid of him, so they would only bring him the food on time and take away the leftovers on time. They dare not say a word to him when they go in and out, let alone persuade him to eat more.

　In the past five months, he seems to have forgotten what normal eating is like. The body seems to have lost the desire for food. If it were not for maintaining the most basic physiological needs, he would not even look at those foods.

　But just now, he actually tasted the long-lost "deliciousness" from that bowl of chicken soup.

　Shen Ci sent the used bowls and chopsticks back to the kitchen. When he came back, he found that Qin Yi was still keeping the same movements he had when he went out. He remained motionless in the wheelchair. Will the pain get worse again?"

　Qin Yi loosened his fingertips on the armrest of the wheelchair, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

　Shen Ci helped him to bed, saying that if he could always be so obedient, it would be better not to worry about it all the time.

　Shen Ci got up too late today and didn't want to take a nap anymore. After sitting on the bedside and resting for a while, he heard Qin Yi say, "Are you not going to practice piano?"

　"...Go now." Shen Ci got up quickly, for fear that the other party would feel lazy.

　Since I said I'm going to the Conservatory of Music, I must practice actively.

　As soon as he stood up, Qin Yi said again, "Keep the door open."

　Shen Ci thought he was about to leave the bedroom door open, but he heard the other party say, "No."

　Shen Ci looked back suspiciously and saw him pointing in the direction of another door. Although he didn't know why, he went forward and opened the door.

　The door seemed to be made of special sound-proof material, and it was closed tightly. He took a little effort to open it, and then opened his eyes wide-the one connected behind the door was the piano room.

　Shen Ci: "!"

　Qin Yi's bedroom is directly connected to the piano room?

　He hadn't dared to walk around the house before, and he didn't even notice.

　But it's right to think about it. The bedroom and the piano room are next to each other. For Qin Yi, the piano room is his most frequent place, so the design is more convenient.

　But now, Shen Ci's attention is obviously not here. He remembered the other party's "keep the door open" just now, and couldn't help breathing, "Do you want to listen to me practicing?"

　Qin Yi didn't speak.

　Not speaking is the default.

　Shen Ci's originally relaxed mood suddenly became a bit nervous. "Practicing the piano by himself" and "Practicing the piano by Qin Yi's eyes" are still different. It is like the invigilator standing by your side and watching you answer the questions during the exam. I can't do what I can do.

　But since he had pleaded with Qin Yi to teach him, he shouldn't run away.

　The boy clenched his fist hard: "I will go now."

　Can't be counseled.

　If Qin Yi doesn't dare to face it alone, how will he face the teacher and the audience in the future?

　The boy sat in front of the piano again, took a deep breath, and started today's practice.

　The sound of the piano came into the bedroom through the open door. Qin Yi leaned on the bed, picked up the pen and paper from the cabinet, and took the book in his hand, laying it under the white paper.

　His hands that hadn't been written for a long time were a bit stiff. After writing two lines, he gradually became fluent. The sound of the piano made him temporarily ignore the discomfort of his body. The 24-hour uninterrupted neuralgia was left behind at this moment, often due to illness. The slack spirit is rarely concentrated.

　Shen Ci practiced the piano for almost two hours, changing the music three times in total, and then stopped to rest until he felt that his condition was not suitable for him to continue.

　He went back to the bedroom nervously, and wanted to ask Qin Yi how he played, but he saw the man leaning on the bed, his head tilted to one side, his eyes closed, and he was already asleep.

　Shen Citon was in place.

　No, is his piano sound boring enough to make Qin Yi fall asleep?

　He walked forward lightly and noticed that Qin Yi was holding something in his hand, and the white paper and book were held upside down on his chest. Shen Ci wanted to make him sleep more comfortable, so he carefully pulled out the things. It turns out that what was written on the paper was a performance instructor.

　In the few piano pieces he just played, all the places that were not in place were written on the paper one by one, accurate to each section, and corresponding suggestions for improvement were given.

　Shen Ci was surprised and pleasantly surprised.

　Qin Yi is listening to him playing the piano seriously and really wants to teach him!

　Shen Ci was so grateful that he helped him adjust to a more comfortable sleeping posture, put the book and pen aside and put it away so that he wouldn't get caught.

　Just as he picked up the book, something slipped out of it and fell onto the bed.

　A square transparent plastic paper.

　He picked up the plastic paper questioningly, and said to his heart what it was?

　Sugar paper?