At night, she couldnât sleep and got up to leave her room. She went to Williamâs bedroom to check if he was asleep, but when she opened the door, she didnât see him inside.
Jasper felt a strange sensation in his heart. It was already quite late and he couldnât find William in his room. Where could he be?
He left Williamâs bedroom and caught a glimpse of another room not far away from him from the corner of his eye.
It was⦠the music room.
Could William be in the music room?
As far as Jasper knew, William didnât play the piano very often these days. He only played it occasionally.
Despite this, Jasper still walked up to the door of the piano room and gently pushed it open.
Intense piano music suddenly filled her ears.
Jasper couldnât help but frown. The piece William was playing now had a fierce and gloomy tone, filled with a sense of contradiction that could even give someone goosebumps involuntarily.
She rarely heard him play such pieces because she preferred light and bright or lyrical music, which was what he usually played more often.
At this moment, he was bowing his head, his fingers moving quickly on the keys, as if he was completely immersed in the music and hadnât noticed Jasperâs arrival.
At first, Jasper thought that William was simply playing the piano, but later she realized that he was repeatedly playing the same piece of music, and evenâ¦if you looked closely, you could see a pained expression on his face.
âEnough!â Jasper stepped forward and pressed her fingers on the keys, stopping him from playing.
It was only then that William seemed to snap out of it, looking up at Jasper with a bewildered expression. âYouâ¦what are you doing here?â He took a deep breath, as if trying to regulate his emotions.
âI couldnât sleep, so I came to find you and saw you playing the piano,â she said, taking his hand and noticing that his fingertips were slightly red.
He must have been playing for a long time!
âWhatâs wrong? Did something happen? You rarely play this kind of music, and you keep repeating it,â
Jasper asked.
Williamâs eyes flickered, and he nervously withdrew his hand from hers. âNothing happened, Iâ¦I was just playing randomly,â
he said.
âYouâre lying!â she said.
He was startled, and his hands involuntarily clenched into fists as he nervously looked at her.
Did sheâ¦notice something?
Did sheâ¦notice something?
But her next words made him breathe a sigh of relief.
âYouâre worried about your grandfatherâs illness, arenât you? I think heâs in good spirits, and the doctor said his physical condition is good. He just needs to stay in the hospital for a few more days and then he can come back.â Jasper said.
He was taken aback. Did she thinkâ¦he was playing the piano so late at night because he was worried about his grandfather?
But it was fine, at least he didnât need to come up with any more excuses.
So William nodded and said, âIâ¦am worried about my grandfather.â
âOkay, donât worry! Otherwise, I can ask my dad to find some experts from Emerald City to consult with your grandfather?â She said, comforting him like a child and patting his head.
âThatâs not necessary. Since the experts from Deer Capital said thereâs nothing serious, then it should be true.â William let go of Jasperâs hand and placed it on his cheek.
Her palm was warm, which made him feel at ease.
âJasper, thank you.â
She chuckled, âWhat are you thanking me for? I havenât done anything to deserve your thanks.â
âJust being here with me is enough for me to thank you,â he said.
He was grateful for her presence, which kept his emotions from spiraling out of control.
Without her, perhaps his emotions would have been even more overwhelming at this moment.
She smiled, âAlright, itâs getting late. Letâs both go back to our rooms and get some sleep. I want to visit my grandpa at the hospital again tomorrow!â
âOkay,â he responded.