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Yuan Qianye had to explain his current situation for the third time, comfort her, and say that he was fine.

Hesha didn't want to listen to any more of this, so she quickened her pace again and headed towards the practice room.

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Touma and Sa's unhappiness came suddenly and went away quickly.

After Yuan Qianye finished dealing with his own affairs, the first sentence he said when he came to the practice room softened Hesha's cold expression.

"You just got up and haven't eaten yet, right? I'll make you something to eat."

It’s a very simple sentence, but Hesha just falls for it.

She likes the feeling of being cared for by others, which makes her realize that she is not alone.

Hesha withdrew her hands from the black and white keys and shook her head in refusal: "No, you should practice the piano first."

But Yuan Qianye insisted: "I will be here for a while. I can practice piano anytime. There is no need to rush. You should eat something."

Kazusa was a little touched by this: "But I'm not hungry now, and I don't have much appetite."

After all, Gen Qianye had visited Touma's house many times and met the aunt who took care of her several times. During the simple chat, he had a preliminary understanding of some of Kazusa's daily habits.

If she says she has no appetite right after getting up, the aunt will choose to cut some fruit for her to eat. In short, she cannot let her stomach be empty, she must eat something to digest it.

Cutting fruit wasn't a difficult task, at least it was easier than cooking. Yuan Qianye planned to follow suit, as it was a way of showing respect for his teacher. "I just saw some dragon fruit and apples in the kitchen. How about I cut some for you?"

He seemed to be seeking Kazusa's opinion, but before he could finish his words, he had already walked out.

Kazusa quickly stood up from the piano and followed: "I can do it myself."

"Goodbye, you don't usually go into the kitchen, and you cut your hand with a knife again. Besides, I promised Aunt Yaozi that I would be responsible for the meals for the two of us during this period."

"What else did she tell you, Mom?"

"She said there were robes in the guest room closet at home, so I didn't have to worry about changing clothes and could just take them out and wear them."

Yuan Qianye took a dragon fruit and two apples. While processing the dragon fruit, Hesha silently put an apple back in its place. She couldn't eat so much.

It was also at this moment that she realized more strongly that for the next two weeks, they would be the only two people in this house.

happy?

Hesha was naturally happy to see Yuan Qianye cutting the fruit neatly, putting it on a plate and handing it to her.

But besides being happy, there are indeed some other emotions...

"The piece you just played was the Symphony of Fate, right?"

"Ah."

"When can I officially start learning that piece of music?"

"Don't be so ambitious. With your current level, continue practicing for a few months before considering it."

Hesha had no intention of discouraging Yuan Qianye's enthusiasm, she was just stating the facts.

This piece of music is not top-notch in terms of difficulty, but it does require a high level of finger speed and strength from the performer.

For Yuan Qianye, who has only recently started playing the piano and is still practicing beginner pieces such as Ode to Joy, Für Elise, and Turkish March, he cannot play any of them at all.

To use an analogy, it is as unrealistic as asking a baby who has just learned to crawl to stand up and run quickly.

Yuan Qianye chuckled but didn't argue with her.

He noted down Kazusa's confident expression when she talked about things in her area of expertise, and kept a backup in his mind so that he could recall it from time to time to appreciate and compare it after he made progress.

I hope that I can make rapid progress in the future so that she won't be shocked and her appearance will be ruined.

"Same as always, let's play those songs I memorized for two hours."

Hesha returned to the practice room with Yuan Qianye, carrying the cut fruits.

Back in her home turf, the familiar confidence that only she could control the overall situation returned.

Yuan Qianye is a very good student, and this is not only reflected in his studies.

When Busujima Saeko taught him kendo, although she didn't say it explicitly, she actually admired him very much in her heart.

Willing to endure hardships, very obedient, and has extraordinary comprehension.

When he asks for guidance from people who are better than him in a certain aspect, he adopts a very humble attitude, which gives the teaching party a very comfortable feeling that is difficult to describe in words.

He also brought this humble attitude of seeking advice to the piano.

From the beginning to the end, he showed great faith in Kazusa. Whatever she told him on how to practice the piano, he would silently follow her instructions and practice hard without any objection.

Two hours passed quickly.

Yuan Qianye practiced with full concentration for two hours.

Kazusa was also sitting on a bench, with her legs crossed, watching him practice for two hours.

If it were a few days ago, it would have been late at night and it would have been almost time for Yuan Qianye to say goodbye.

But now, it’s just past five in the afternoon, so there’s no need to worry about going home. After all, we are trapped in Touma’s house due to quarantine and can’t leave even if we want to.

I have to say that although this sudden situation is somewhat disturbing, from the perspective of Yuan Qianye wanting to learn piano, this is really an ideal situation for him.

Hesha stood up and walked over: "If you are tired, you can rest for a while."

Yuan Qianye shook his head: "I'm not tired at all. I think I can still continue practicing. But can you please ask Mr. Touma for a favor?"

"What's the deal?"

Yuan Qianye stood up, moved the bench she had just sat on, and placed it next to him.

Hesha watched his movements, her mind a little distracted.

"I always feel that some of my movements when playing the piano are not quite standard. Teacher Touma, could you sit next to me and take a closer look? If there are any errors, please point them out at any time."

Yuan Qianye spoke seriously and sincerely, his eyes were also particularly genuine.

His behavior made it impossible for Kazusa to refuse.

The main reason was that she really didn't want to refuse...

So for the first time, a situation different from the previous few days occurred.

The boy played the piano seriously, and the girl quietly accompanied him.

There was a subtle sense of distance between them. Classical music was playing in the air. In this romantic atmosphere, there were only the two of them. And if nothing unexpected happened, it would be like this for the next fourteen days.

Yuan Qianye felt that his piano playing skills were becoming more and more smooth and natural, and his progress was increasing dramatically, and he was secretly happy.

Hesa watched Yuan Qianye's textbook-like piano playing techniques and movements, and didn't see anything he needed to improve throughout the whole process.

But she didn't say anything about it, nor did she choose to point it out and stand up to keep her distance.

I sit next to you and you are so happy...

You just want to show yourself in front of me...

Even the playing technique has become much lighter...

You...really...

The two people have different thoughts, but for their own different reasons, they have achieved the harmony at this moment.

Everything is self-explanatory, and the only melody here is the increasingly perfect and smooth classical music.

An unknown amount of time passed before Yuan Qianye, who was eager to improve, was stopped by Hesha: "That's enough, take a break."

Yuan Qianye nodded, followed his teacher's instructions, and raised his hand and shook it.

"Your fingers must be sore, soaking in hot water would be very helpful."

"Really? Then let's go to the bar before going to bed tonight. After a short rest, I feel like I can still practice for a while."

"Alright, that's all for today's practice. What time do you think it is now?"

Yuan Qianye took out his cell phone and took a look at it, and was shocked.

It’s already eight o’clock in the evening!

In other words, after a short break, he continued to practice for more than three hours without interruption!

"Sorry, sorry. I was so engrossed in my practice that I completely forgot the passage of time. You didn't eat anything for lunch, so you must be very hungry now. I have to go cook quickly."

Hesha followed Yuan Qianye, who was walking at a faster pace, out of the practice room. She sat down at the long table outside the kitchen, propped up her chin with her arm on the table, and smiled slightly.

"I'm not very hungry, so you don't have to worry so much."

Yuan Qianye opened the refrigerator to see what ingredients were inside: "You should have reminded me earlier."

"I'm just curious how long you can play if I don't tell you. Your perseverance and concentration are unexpectedly much better than I thought. I have no choice but to remind you, otherwise you will keep practicing so intensely that your fingers will not be able to bear it."

"I remember that I disturbed your normal practice today."

"Me? It's fine with me. I do have a competition I need to attend on the 10th of this month, but now I'm stuck at home and can't go."

"What an unexpected disaster! You must have prepared for this match for a long time."

"Not really. It was just a small competition. I had no interest in it at first because I knew I would definitely win. The other people participating in the competition couldn't make me nervous. But my mother insisted that I accumulate more honors, saying that it would be good for my future development. I had no choice but to listen to her."

"Teacher Touma, listen to me and don't say such things outside. You'll get beaten easily."

"Don't treat me like an idiot. I can still tell the difference between what I can say outside and what I can say to my friends... to my students."

"That's great, what would you like to eat tonight?"

"I'm not picky about food."

"Really? That's completely different from what I heard from Aunt Shibata."

Having her bad habit of being picky about food exposed, Hesha blushed slightly: "As long as the food is delicious, I'm generally not picky about food."

Yuan Qianye spun the carrot in his hand and said, "Okay, then I'll let go and try to make the dish as delicious as possible."

Forty minutes later, three dishes and a soup were served.

They are stir-fried broccoli, Kung Pao chicken, stir-fried pork with green peppers, and tomato egg drop soup.

The little green onion was not found in the kitchen, and there was only a thin layer of oil on the noodles of the soup. There was nothing we could do, life is not always as we wish, so we had to make do with it.

After expressing her gratitude, Hesha took the bowl of rice handed to her by Yuan Qianye with both hands.

There was a bit too much rice in the bowl, but she didn't say anything. She felt that if she tried hard, she could eat it. "You seem to like Chinese food very much."

Yuan Qianye's stomach had been making noises while he was cooking. Now that he was at the table, he didn't care about anything else. He first used the serving chopsticks to pick up some food and put it in the bowl, then took a big bite of the rice.

"Hmm...hmm...don't you like it? There's beef and tomatoes in the refrigerator. I can make you sweet and sour tomato pasta next time."

"No, I just mentioned it casually."

"Is that so? Come on and eat."

"Ah."

Yuan Qianye realized after practicing that he was indeed very hungry.

He drank three bowls of rice in a row.

Hesha didn't eat much of the dishes and soup, and the rest was almost all eaten up by him.

Afterwards, when he met Hesha's playful gaze, he repeatedly emphasized that this was because her family had a small job.

Hesha nodded repeatedly to show that she believed it.

Anyway, she felt that it was not a bad thing for boys to eat more.

It was already past nine o'clock after dinner.

This completely disrupted Yuan Qianye's usual diet and rest schedule.

But this seems to be a common occurrence for Hesa.

"You can rest in the living room for a while. I'm going to practice the piano. If you feel sleepy later, you can come to me at any time and I will take you to your room to rest."

"I'll go with you."

Kazusa was stunned: "Why are you coming with me?"

Yuan Qianye explained, "I feel like piano is similar to kendo. Watching someone skilled play the piano should help improve your own skills."