"I'm here..." It was the Shan family's nanny, Liu Ma, who opened the door. Seeing that it was Su Ran, she welcomed her in with a smile.
"Auntie Liu, isn't the old man at home?" Su Ran asked as he walked into the yard.
"Teacher Shan is visiting West Lake with two friends. He just left a while ago. You should give him a call. He'll be expecting you for a while."
"I thought he was at home." Su Ran smiled. "By the way, uh... Sister Piaopiao is out shopping too, right?"
"Piaopiao, no, I'm in the lotus pond in the backyard. I rarely go out to buy things recently."
"Oh... then I'll go and pay my respects."
This Hangzhou garden is so big that Su Ran might get lost.
There are winding corridors, pavilions, and towers.
It is spring now, the spring scenery in the garden cannot be contained, and a red apricot branch blooms over the wall.
Su Ran walked across the small bridge and came to the lotus pond in the backyard. The lotus flowers were not blooming yet, and the pond was filled with clear water, but it presented a different view.
In the lotus pond, beside the bank, a wisp of agarwood rises with the breeze, and a guqin plays the past and present lives.
Liu Piaopiao wore a pure white cheongsam, which set off her delicate skin and graceful curves, further outlined her exquisite figure, and showed off her perfect figure to the greatest extent.
She placed her hands on the guqin, and gently plucked the strings with her fingertips wearing jade bracelets. The faint sound of the guqin spread like ripples around the lotus pond and reached Su Ran's ears.
Su Ran did not disturb Liu Piaopiao's interest, but stopped right in front to enjoy the pianist's piano music.
Liu Piaopiao probably knew that Su Ran was coming, or maybe she didn't, and she was self-absorbed as she plucked the strings and played the song "Blue and White Porcelain".
The scene was very fitting. Su Ran took out a DSLR camera from her bag, raised it and focused on this scene. "I provoked you in that small town in the south of the Yangtze River."
Focus.
Liu Piaopiao raised her beautiful eyes, her clear gaze looked over, a breeze blew by, a strand of black hair swayed, and her beautiful eyes were intoxicating.
The zither stops and the sound stops.
She stopped playing the piano, raised her hand and placed it on the piano table, supporting her chin, without blinking, just looking at Su Ran. On her fair hand was still the 800,000 ice jade ring that Su Ran bought. She couldn't take it off, she really couldn't take it off.
And on that ring finger that couldn't be removed, there was a thread of worldly love, always connected to Su Ran's hand...
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