The Song of Our Hearts { Completed }

六

Tàiyáng: Hi Songbird.

Míngqín: Hi.

Tàiyáng: Are you busy right now?

Míngqín: No, it's Saturday. I am not busy...are you?

Tàiyáng: Do you want to hang out today? I was trying to figure out what Xiǎo wanted for his birthday and thought that it would be better if I shopped with you.

Míngqín: Okay! Maybe you can help me as well. I'm trying to figure out the best way to surprise him but.... I'm out of ideas.

Tàiyáng: Do you want to go eat something together as well?

Míngqín: Now?

Tàiyáng: Yes.

Míngqín: Okay. Where do you want to meet?

Tàiyáng: I can pick you up at your place. Does 5:30 sound good?

Míngqín: Sure, here's the address. [Inserted File]

Tàiyáng: See you then.

Míngqín: Bye.

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Tàiyáng's Pov

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"I can't read anything from her texts." I complained to my older brother, Sēnlín, who I shared a room with. He was at his desk writing an essay paper on his computer while I was sitting on my bed.

"Who are you talking about?" He asked as he intensely stared at his computer screen while typing at a rapid speed.

"It's a girl from my class."

The typing stopped. Turning to look at me, my brother gave me the interrogation look.

"Is it serious?" He asked doubtfully

"It might be one sided." I admitted.

"Maybe you should get to know her first before you start being romantic. This is your first actual love interest and I'm interested as to how this story may end."

"Will I be you experiment?" I joked

"Possibly," smirked Sēnlín.

"She seems.... emotionless at times unless she is playing the piano."

"Oh, why is that?" Sēnlín asked now fully intrigued with the events in my life. Turning his computer off he turned his chair towards me and motioned me to continue.

"She acts cold on the outside, but she is actually really sweet and caring."

"I was more interested in her playing." Smirked Sēnlín.

"Oh, she plays her piece perfectly, but it lacks something. When I listened to her practice before she performed, it was as if she was a totally different person."

"Maybe she doesn't like to perform in front of people."

"It's probable."

I relayed what had happened in the practice room and Sēnlín burst out in laughter. Which is rare for him.

"You started singing along?" He said while clutching his stomach in laughter. "Your transformation from a terrifying assassin to a c-pop singer is frightening."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Assassins are humans too."

"Your flirting skills are unique. Can I write a book about it?"