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Lisa
slept soundly and Ian who had been playing the violin outside had continued ever since 11 p.m.
In the middle of the night, Dou Xiangling woke up and got up to drink some water.
As soon as she poured a glass of water and was about to take a sip, she suddenly noticed that the curtains were not fully closed and was about to head over to pull the curtains closed. The moon was very round tonight and her hand, which was pulling the curtain closed, paused for a moment before she opened the windows with the intention to enjoy the night view as she drank.
The moment she opened the window, the sounds of someone playing the violin could be heard.
"There's someone playing the violin at this time?"
Dou Xiangling was a little confused. If she were to stick out her head slightly through the window, she would be able to see the view near the entrance.
It just so happens that the sound of the violin came from there.
Therefore, she stretched out her head through the window. Her eyes slightly widened in surprise at the sight she saw.
"This Ian is surely strange. He's not sleeping at night and is outside playing the violin at the entrance."
Dou Xiangling listened to his playing for a while and felt that his skills were pretty good. She then leaned against the window and drank the cup of water as she listened.
She felt tired after she finished the water and originally intended to shut the windows and return to bed.
However, Ian continued to play another tune the moment he finished playing one song.
Dou Xiangling: "..."
She suddenly had a strange premonition that Ian would be playing the violin the whole night.
"This person sure is strange," Dou Xiangling muttered to herself and ended up closing the windows and returning to bed.
At dawn when she woke up, she subconsciously got down from the bed and walked to the window to take a peek at the door.
Ian was still standing there. Perhaps due to playing the violin for an extended period of time, he was too tired to lift up his hands and they were left hanging by the side. With the exception of the bow in his right hand, the violin in his left hand had dropped to the ground.
Looking at this, Dou Xiangling finally could not control her curiosity and walked out the bedroom, crossed through the living room, and came to the entrance.
"Mr. Ian."
Dou Xiangling's voice was not considered loud, but it caused Ian to wake up from his sleepwalking. His body suddenly shook before he mechanically turned back to look at Dou Xiangling.
