Hygienic

"It's a shame about the unfinished piece," Leslie said softly, "aren't you going to finish it?" With that, she lowered her head again and tapped the keys, "Even though it's a guitar score, if it was you, you'd have no problem finishing it on the piano, right?" After saying that, she raised her head again and looked at me with a slight smile.

"What's wrong?" Presumably noticing that I looked a little off, Leslie asked softly.

"Come along," Leslie said to herself, "I'm planning on going to dance class tonight... Just keep me company."

After I made such a fuss, Leslie was much more energetic, and she seemed to be in a good mood all day, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth. I was happy to see her in such a good mood, and I felt that when Leslie smiled, all the flowers in the shop smiled. In the evening, Leslie left the flower shop and went home as usual, but for some reason, she changed her clothes after dinner and looked like she was going out. I remembered that Leslie onl