Chapter 121 The Most Romantic Form of Love

Jiang Nuanzhu followed Xu Heyi's footsteps and walked slowly forward.

Taking each step carefully, Jiang Nuanzhu saw ancient lanterns placed on the ground, illuminating the blooming roses and camellias.

On the gravel road in the middle, dozens of pots of budding flowers are regularly placed, colorful, very elegant and quiet.

When the evening breeze blows, the fragrance of flowers brings warmth and the green leaves rustle.

Jiang Nuanzhu was surprised: "These are...ephemeral cereus?"

"Hmm." Xu Heyi said slowly, "Wen Jing's new shop has opened, and they've brought in a batch of rare flowers. It's said that these night-blooming cereus bloom when they hear the sound of pipa music. I don't know how to play the pipa, so I can only come to you for help."

"Beg me?" Jiang Nuanzhu's glass-like eyes showed some doubt.

When these two words came out of his mouth, Jiang Nuanzhu's heart seemed to be wrapped in spring water, and it softened instantly.

She smiled and said, "The sound of the pipa can make the night-blooming cereus bloom? This is the first time I've heard of it."

"Let's try it first?" Xu Heyi took Jiang Nuanzhu's hand and walked towards the small swing.

Jiang Nuanzhu then discovered that the pipa she had taken back last time was placed on the swing.

"OK."

She sat down and tuned the pipa.

Xu Heyi sat down beside her, his eyes dark and gloomy, almost blending into the night.

Leaning on the small swing, Jiang Nuanzhu glanced at Xu Heyi lightly, their eyes met, and her fingertips plucked the pipa strings, disrupting the beat.

The sudden sound added a touch of ambiguity to the breezy night.

"A mistake..."

Xu Heyi replied calmly: "Well, it's okay."

Jiang Nuanzhu focused her attention on the pipa, and the smile on her lips became even more pronounced.

With ten fingers picking, the light and elegant melody passes through the night-blooming cereus beside the lamp and the leaves in the distance.

The summer breeze makes people feel a little lazy. The leaves of the night-blooming cereus in the small garden sway, and the white and purple night-blooming cereus hanging on the branches slowly bloom.

In the night, the petals of the Epiphyllum seem transparent, reflecting the hazy glow of white and purple. Surrounded by brightly colored roses, it looks even more noble and elegant, so beautiful that it makes people forget to breathe.

There was a look of surprise in Jiang Nuanzhu's clear eyes.

The night-blooming cereus in front of her bloomed one after another under the sound of her pipa, as if echoing the melody.

It seemed as if it was really the sound of her pipa that made the Epiphyllum bloom.

When the song ended, the night-blooming cereus in the courtyard bloomed, overshadowing the entire yard in its gorgeous colors.

Jiang Nuanzhu seemed to be stunned by the flowers, and it took a long time for her to look away: "So beautiful..."

"It seems Wen Jing didn't lie to me." Xu Heyi said in a steady voice, "This piece of music is elegant and delicate, like the scattering of flowers in spring. What's it called?"

He took Jiang Nuanzhu's hand and walked towards the Epiphyllum.

Jiang Nuanzhu lowered her head to admire the flowers, her voice soft, "Flying Flowers and Dotted Green Jade is one of my favorite songs. Grandpa Fu said that the Flying Flowers and Dotted Green Jade I play is like the fragrance of spring, warm and elegant. Qingyin's play is like the flying snow in winter, too clear, like the flying snow reflecting on the pines and cypresses."

Xu Heyi's voice deepened slightly: "The music is just like the person."

"The night-blooming cereus illuminates the nine provinces overnight, its subtle fragrance floating in the moonlight." Jiang Nuanzhu squatted down and approached a night-blooming cereus shrouded in moonlight: "It's so beautiful, it deserves to be called the beauty under the moon."

Xu Heyi chuckled softly, "It's really nice to admire a beauty under the moon."

Jiang Nuanzhu was stunned for a moment, and it took her a few seconds to realize that she was being teased by Xu Heyi again.

She looked at Xu Heyi with a slight frown.

The light in the small garden was dim, with only the lanterns placed nearby emitting a dim glow, which fell on Jiang Nuanzhu's flawless white jade cheeks, making her already delicate facial features seem to be covered with a layer of soft light.

It really fits what Xu Heyi said about admiring the beauty under the moon.

Xu Heyi took advantage of the situation to pull Jiang Nuanzhu up and put his other hand around her waist.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "We've been married for so long, and we haven't danced together yet?"

“It seems so.”

Xu Heyi suddenly put one hand behind his back, bent one leg slightly, and reached out to Jiang Nuanzhu like a gentleman.

"I wonder if I would have the honor to ask Miss Jiang to dance with me?"

Jiang Nuanzhu stood there, unable to suppress the curve of her lips, her eyes filled with crushed stars.

Her hand fell gracefully into Xu Heyi's palm, "Of course!"

Xu Heyi put his arm around Jiang Nuanzhu's waist, and the two of them walked slowly among the blooming night-blooming cereus.

Jiang Nuanzhu put her hand on Xu Heyi's arm, close to his chest, and whispered: "Xu Heyi, do you know? I secretly bought a manor in Yunnan, which is full of flowers."

"Um?"

"I plan to go on vacation to Yunnan when I have some free time. I'll have a cup of tea in the manor, admire the flowers in full bloom, listen to the sound of rain falling on the balcony, and have two or three friends over... This is the life I've always dreamed of."

Jiang Nuanzhu invited gently: "Xu Heyi, I want to add you in, how about it?"

Xu Heyi tightened his arms, pulled Jiang Nuanzhu into his embrace, and said in a low, magnetic voice, "It's an honor."

The dance steps were slow and the two of them coordinated well, as if they had danced this dance countless times.

Jiang Nuanzhu: "I remembered the lyrics of a song. I didn't understand it before, but now I think... that's probably the most romantic form of love."

"Tell me about it?"

Jiang Nuanzhu said in a gentle voice, "The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you; to collect every bit of laughter along the way, and save it for later when we sit in a rocking chair and talk about it slowly..."

In a trance, she was already imagining her life with Xu Heyi when they were old.

Xu Heyi's breathing became heavier, and he tightened his arms, hugging the person in his arms tightly.

There was a sweet aroma in the air. Xu Heyi said, "This is what I was looking forward to..."

Jiang Nuanzhu raised her eyes, a bright smile spreading across her eyes, floating like broken light, landing on Xu Heyi's heart and stirring up ripples.

The fatigue caused by Feng Nuan and the dance studio during this period seemed to disappear in an instant.

The lights in the room were turned on one by one, and clothes fell from the living room to the bathroom.

Like dancing quietly.

When the water just came out of the shower head, a chill filled the air, suppressing the slight restlessness.

Jiang Nuanzhu vaguely saw that Xu Heyi's shirt was wet, sticking to his body, revealing clear lines.

The buttons are half-undone, half-exposed, and the fusion of abstinence and wild desire can make people lose their minds in an instant.

Jiang Nuanzhu's palm was pressed against the glass mirror in the bathroom, sliding down tremblingly.

His five fingers wiped away a mist, revealing her dewy autumn eyes, the corners of her eyes so red they looked like blood could drip out.

"Xu Heyi, I can't stand anymore..." Her voice was slightly hoarse.

When she was about to fall, a strong arm lifted her waist and helped her change direction.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Xu Heyi's voice is like caressing gravel, with a low and seductive tone.

When it fell into Jiang Nuanzhu's ears, it was already blurry.

Warm water rolled down, driving away the chill. The indoor temperature slowly rose and became a little hot.

Sweat mixed with water fell to the ground, and all I could see was red and white.