Chapter 256: Old Violin-III
Li Lian thought she should have known the words would travel quick to Li Jun Wei but she wondered how Li Xiao Chen was quick to tell Li Jun Wei? They must have often talk at each other. Li Jun Wei could tell what she was thinking. Last night soon as he came back home, he pulled some informations from his little brother and the talk they shared.
Li Lian stared at Li Jun Wei’s face, she watch how his features under the light became sharper. With the shadow away, she could see the shadow formed bellow his cheekbones and she began to find herself wondering what he was thinking. With his expression, she could never tell what he was thinking.
Then her fingers on the violin felt his large hand placed on top of her, slowly wrapping it over her palm, and she felt her heart flipped, "I was only wondering how you would look when you are young. In high school." She added her words and heard him humming.
"You are trying to find out how do I look in university to remember me." As his words were right on the money, Li Lian’s breath hitch. She felt his hand tighten over her.
She ran her tongue on her lips, "I can’t?" she asked.
"Technically you can, this wasn’t on the promise." Promise? Li Lian questioned herself on his words, "And I’m delighted to hear that you are trying to know more about me. Xiao Chen will bring the album next time, you could see. But for a warning, I don’t look like how I am now, you’ll find it surprising."
Li Lian saw how he tried to make her draw her wish but she shook her head, "I want to see how you look when you are young." she replied and her eyes went to his fingers. It was two times larger than her hand, almost the size of her face, holding the quiet strength beneath his touch.
"You did say you want to know more about me." He sang a hum and raised her hand, picking it up from the violin. "Is there anything else you wish to know from me? You could ask." He offered a kind encouragement and in impending silence waited for her to speak.
"Xiao Chen said you were sharper in high school." she started and her eyes shifted from the violin to his eyes. "How were you at that time?"
Li Jun Wei never had anyone asking the question she did. They never ask him of how he felt partly because no one was close to him to ask his feeling or keep his emotions on tab; and that he wasn’t someone who would openly announce his emotions except when anger brew in him.
"I was like any other high schooler, a little unapproachable, and quiet. There isn’t much to say. People find me to be hard to talk with, be it a person of my age or someone older than me. But at that time, I see no need to tell what I was feeling." He pushed his finger and tug the string of the violin lightly, when his finger let the string goes the reverberating sound came muffled.