‘Lady Vera Boin.’
The momentarily forgotten presence appeared. Debra’s pupils shrank slightly, but Irene, who was speaking, and Dia, who was listening, didn’t know that Debra was flustered.
‘Come to think of it, Dia doesn’t know it now.’
At least in this room, Debra was the only one who knew that Zen was the illegitimate child of Duke Vera Boin.
‘I should be careful not to ask awkward questions for no reason.’
Debra composed her expression again.
“Lately, the compositions of composers from the Geman background are trending….”
Irene added about a minute of profound explanation. Perhaps if she hadn’t seen Dia’s face covered in cold sweat, she would have continued explaining.
“Hehe.”
Irene, who refreshed the atmosphere with a fake cough, said.
“Anyway, the currently active composers from the Geman background are somewhat familiar because they were greatly influenced by Grecian composers. Miss, do you happen to know Yates’ art songs?”
“The art songs I know are about ‘My Beautiful Hometown’….”
Dia spoke cautiously. Irene smiled satisfactorily.
“Yes, it’s the most famous among Yates’ art songs. The Sonata I’m going to play for you now has a part inspired by ‘My Beautiful Hometown,’ so you might find it interesting.”
After saying that, Irene bowed at the piano. Debra clapped softly, and Dia, surprised by the applause, quickly clasped her hands.
Irene, sitting in front of the piano, began to play. Until Irene raised her hands, the piano, which no one had played until then, was in perfect tune, and Irene’s performance was also top-notch.
‘I haven’t heard such a performance in a long time.’
Surprisingly, listening to real instrument performances, including the piano, wasn’t common.
Even the middle class had pianos at home, but there were no instruments like pianos in the Bermudes. For them, playing music meant beating the floor with hands and feet, and tapping dishes and bowls with forks.
‘Both types of performances are good.’
Debra sneakily glanced at Dia. A round and pretty head was visible. Why is her hair so silky? It must be innate.
The young lady with a beautiful head and hair listened attentively to the performance.
After about three minutes, Irene lifted the finger that pressed the last key and also lifted the foot that stepped on the pedal. Irene, who finished the performance, smiled gently and asked Dia, who was applauding with the face she remembered.
“In this piece, a melody similar to ‘My Beautiful Hometown’ repeats. Do you happen to know it?”
The tense Dia spoke while glancing at Irene.
“I heard it almost at the end, but…”
“Yes! That’s the melody.”
Irene lightly pressed the piano keys.
“Oh, my longing hometown. My…”
While humming along with the melody, Irene, unable to finish the song, tilted her head.
“My… What was the next part?”
Dia lowered her head.
“I’m sorry. I don’t know either.”
“Oh, there’s no need to apologize. I forgot like this too.”
The lyrics of the current art song weren’t that important. However, if memories came and went like this, it was difficult to focus on anything else.
“My…”
Irene tried to recall the lyrics, even portraying an expression. Dia also contemplated deeply, but the lyrics didn’t come to mind.
At that moment, Debra clasped her hands in front of her chest and opened her mouth.
“Oh, my longing hometown. My sun, my plain.”
Irene widened her eyes at Debra’s singing. Not only her, but Dia also turned around in surprise.
“My love.”
Debra raised her voice definitively until the last high note. Satisfaction was evident on her face.
“Hehe. Are these the right lyrics?”
Debra, who hadn’t properly sung for a long time, spoke while soothing her vocal cords.
“Ah. Yes. It should be… right.”
Actually, Irene didn’t hear the lyrics properly. Debra’s singing was shocking.
Debra smiled gently at the still surprised Irene and Dia, saying, “Hehe. Were you surprised? Actually, I’m tone-deaf.”
Debra didn’t consider herself lacking in many aspects, but her singing ability was undoubtedly a significant deficiency.
Perhaps even the kind residents of good Bermudes had advised Debra not to sing as well as she does.
“I, I’m terrible at singing too!”
Dia hurriedly spoke. Watching Dia struggle and think about how to comfort Debra was a cute sight, and Debra smiled warmly.
“Hehe. Thank you for comforting me. But I’m fine.”
Debra hadn’t been sad about the fact that she was tone-deaf, even though she had thought she’d like to sing well.
There was a time when Charles had said something to Debra when she was humming.
[I like Debra’s voice like that too. It’s special.]He said it with a serious expression devoid of any laughter. It was so amusing. So when she smiled discreetly, Charles earnestly added.
[Really. I’m not just saying empty words.]Yeah, Charles was a person who didn’t know how to speak empty words.
‘He was an honest and kind person.’
Perhaps Charles was the only person in the world who liked Debra’s trembling singing like a goat.
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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