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Sinful Love (Father-Daughter Relationship) - Part 2, Chapter 10 

As Lin Yin walked down the long corridor, she faintly heard piano music coming from the music room. The melodious music, mixed with the sunlight before her, suddenly gave her a strange sense of emotion—a sense of awe at the beauty and greatness of life. Led by the pleasant music, Lin Yin didn't realize until she was already standing outside the music room.
Lin Yin gently pushed open the door and was somewhat stunned—the person sitting beside the white grand piano was none other than Lu Moran. His already clean appearance was made even more striking by the white piano, and the sunlight shone brightly on his handsome yet melancholic face.
Lin Yin was surprised that he could play the piano. Watching his nimble fingers, she was a little amazed. The crisp notes were transformed into beautiful melodies through the weaving of his hands. She leaned against the door, feeling a little dazed.
Lu Moran only noticed Lin Yin's presence after the song ended, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Beep beep."
Lin Yin clapped for him and praised, "It sounds really good—I'm sorry, I can't find a better adjective right now."
"It's alright, this is already the highest praise you can give me."
"I didn't expect a science major to play the piano so well, it's quite a surprise."
"It's just a hobby of mine; I haven't played it in a long time."
"It's not just a hobby, is it?" Lin Yin stepped forward, touching the piano as she spoke. "I can tell you've practiced by looking at your fingering."
"I learned it when I was a child. Although I don't have a teacher anymore, I still play it."
Lin Yin looked at the clean-cut young man in front of her and suddenly burst out laughing.
"What's wrong?"
He asked curiously.
"It's nothing. However, my girlish way of speaking might make you feel disgusted, teacher."
"It doesn't matter."
"Then I'll say it." Lin Yin looked at Lu Moran, thought for a moment, and then slowly said, "Actually, I just feel that you and the white piano go very well together—your name, Moran, the white piano, and your appearance. Although there's no reason for it, they just match perfectly! Don't you think so?"
"This... no one has ever said that before."
"So please don't mind, teacher. I'm just saying what I think. I hope you can forgive me."
"How could that be? By the way, Lin Yin, can you play the piano?"
Lin Yin immediately shook her head.
"I'm actually tone-deaf, I have absolutely no musical talent. I've never touched a musical instrument since I was a child. Playing the triangle in kindergarten was my limit."
Lu Moran laughed heartily, surprised that she would have such moments and say with a helpless expression that she couldn't do it.
"What piece did you just play?"
"Serenade in E-flat major." Lu Moran sat down again, her fingers on the black and white keys, and beautiful music suddenly began.
While listening to Lin Yin, she said, "I really admire people like you, teacher, who have so many skills. You seem like the embodiment of perfection."
"You can learn too, I'll teach you."
"Me?!" Lin Yin exclaimed, quickly waving her hands. "Forget it, my elementary school music grades are enough to destroy my confidence for life."
"Give it a try." Lu Moran got up and made room for Lin Yin, pressing her down. "Your fingers are long and flexible. Look, they can span 10 keys. You're actually very suitable for playing the piano."
Lin Yin sat before this monster called a piano, staring blankly at its 88 keys. She placed her fingers on them, but they wouldn't obey, producing a jumble of chaotic sounds. Lu Moran sat beside her, extending his slender, pale fingers to press the keys.
"Like this, look at my hand, as if holding an egg, your hand should be naturally arched, gently placed on the keyboard, and then one finger on one key, try it."
Holding an egg? Lin Yin tried her best to imitate the way she held an egg, placing her hand on it in a very convincing manner. She took a deep breath, and then there was another roar, without any melody whatsoever.
"Hehe, I can't take it anymore. And I'm even called Lin 'Yin'? This is awful."
"It's alright," Lu Moran said understandingly from the side. "Actually, you have a good ear for music. I couldn't play anything decent at first either. Take it slow, don't use too much force in your wrist, relax, your hand gestures are correct, just like that."
Lin Yin couldn't help but smile—so this was the day she'd learn piano. When she was little, her school had many extracurricular classes: computers, painting, foreign languages, sports, music—you name it. While other kids enthusiastically signed up for this or that, Lin Yin seemed uninterested in anything, happily spending her elementary school years spoiled by Lin Rui. Later in middle and high school, she discovered she excelled academically and gave up other hobbies, only occasionally learning karate and taekwondo out of curiosity. From other people's perspectives, her experience was indeed quite uninteresting.
First, there's staccato training. Lu Moran said that you must be elegant when raising your wrist. The piano is an elegant instrument, and you must treat it with elegance. This was not a problem for Lin Yin at all. Since birth, she has always been seen as a representative of "elegance".
She gradually started to look somewhat like a pro. Although she didn't have much musical talent, she found it easy to imitate the shaking and trembling of a piano master. Lin Yin completed the first stage of training with this mindset.
"This is my first time teaching someone, so I hope you won't complain."
Lu Moran smiled and said, and Lin Yin immediately replied, "This is also my first time being taught, so I hope you will be patient."
Then they both laughed. Time slowly passed amidst the piano music, and by the time Lu Moran realized it, the afterglow of the setting sun was already shining on the piano. He said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, look how long I've kept you waiting on by my sudden impulse."
"It's okay. With you, the teacher, protecting me, it doesn't count as skipping class at all."
"Are you sure everything's okay?"
He was a little worried—if he remembered correctly, Lin Yin had classes in the afternoon. Lu Moran had originally only planned to play for a little while and then go back to his office, but he hadn't expected to be delayed for so long because of Lin Yin's appearance. However, he felt it was worth it.
"Yes, I do have classes, but because I'm going to participate in the semi-finals, the school has given me special permission to skip classes instead of following the schedule. And since you're both my proctor and tutor, you've given us a perfectly legitimate reason to skip class."
"Really. If I'm the one who caused you to fail in the semi-finals, then I'll be in a really bad position."
"Don't worry, I didn't get to where I am today because of anyone else. It's not like I risked my life or fortune, so it's not something to be taken so seriously."
Lin Yin chuckled, playing with the keys one by one, listening to the sounds. The following legato practice proved particularly challenging for Lin Yin; she couldn't move only one finger while keeping the others still, her movements were quite clumsy. Suddenly turning around to ask what to do, Lin Yin's lips brushed lightly against Lu Moran's.
An awkward moment ensued.
I'm sorry.
Lu Moran blushed, covered her mouth and said, while lowering her head and moving to the side.
Lin Yin smacked her lips. This unexpected kiss gave her a feeling different from Lin Rui's. In her heart, both Lu Moran and Lin Rui were embodiments of the sun, but the former was a gentle morning sun, while the latter was a blazing scorching sun.
"I should be the one saying sorry. But judging from your reaction, I know you really don't have a girlfriend."
Lin Yin didn't forget to add a comment to ease the awkwardness, though she herself was also feeling a bit nervous. Because of this, the atmosphere for practicing the piano was ruined.

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