Not Romantic At All

Blake brought Avery to a media company under his. Since the boss wanted to use the site, the employees of the media companies would have a day off together.

In the recording studio, there was a white piano. Blake carried Avery and sat beside the piano together. They were surrounded by darkness, and only the white spotlight was shining on the piano.

Blake and Avery sat shoulder to shoulder on the zither bench. His slender fingers were placed on the black and white zither keys as he moved about skillfully.

After Blake finished singing, he turned to look at the girl beside him, and gently kissed her on the cheek, "Avery, happy birthday."

Avery raised her eyes and looked at him. Her eyes which were like black grapes were filled with a smile. “Thank you. "

Blake smiled warmly, and said, "It's been a long time since I last played it, so I'm a little new to it. Avery, what more do you want to hear? I'll play it for you.”

Avery rested her head gently on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and repl