Tang Chen squinted his eyes at the sun gradually emerging from the other side of the mountain in the east, smiled and stretched lazily: "Oh my god, this air, this green, it's so comfortable! It's just that the food is a little bit bad, there are no crayfish, octopus meatballs, cheese biscuits..."
Tang Chen admired the scenery as she followed the outing group up Zisang Mountain. One of the skills she was most proud of in her life was that although she inherited her mother's poor sense of direction, under her father's training, she could clearly remember the route she had walked once, including the surrounding scenery.
Don't ask how she developed this skill; it's a very sad story. If your father forgot to pick you up from school a few times as a child, your intense desire to survive could also help you develop this unique skill. Speaking of this, Tang Chen couldn't help but sigh once again at the inhuman garden design of the Su family compound. It wasn't even a maze; it was more like a prison, because once you were in, it was hard to get out...
How should I put it? Picking flowers and breaking grass at will is wrong. So when Tang Chen was picking flowers, she said that she had no choice but to do so. She had to do this to survive, and she hoped she wouldn't be fined. Although they were all wild, and there was no one patrolling here. Alas, there was always a hurdle in her heart. She was indeed a delicate pig girl who loved nature.
After Tang Chen picked a handful of various wild flowers and weeds, he felt that he had almost finished picking them. He bowed to the place where he had just picked the flowers and said, "Thank you, Mother Earth, for the gift. When I become rich in the future, I will definitely plant more to make up for it!"
On the way back down the mountain to the city, I was humming a song when I was suddenly distracted by the sound of stringed instruments. "People in this era are so refined. You can hear the sound of instruments everywhere you go. Listen to this sound, it's a guzheng. Let's go check it out!"
Not far from the stone path in the mountains, there was a small pavilion. From a distance, Tang Chen saw someone playing the piano there, so he tiptoed over for fear of disturbing the player.
To be honest, there were some people who could play the guzheng in the Hanfu club, including some men, but she hadn't met many men who could play the guzheng. If a woman playing the guzheng was like a dancer combining grace and strength, then a man playing the guzheng could be described as a swordsman dancing to the music.
Tang Chen remembered an old saying that went something like this: "When the zither is horizontal, it is music; when it is on the ground, it is a soldier." This might not be what she was thinking about now, but, well, it should be close.
It was just one song, but Tang Chen couldn't help but exclaim, "What a great song!"
Immersed in the music, the zither player raised his head slightly, shifting his gaze from the strings to the front. For a moment, he paid no attention to the surroundings. When he looked up again, he unexpectedly saw a woman with flowers all over her arms, looking at him with shining eyes.
"Hey, it's you again, is it such a coincidence?"
The moment the zither player looked up, Tang Chen suddenly wanted to sigh, how could this world be so coincidental? I met the same person four times in two days. I wonder what his attitude would be today.
Yan Shaoqing didn't say anything, but just looked at her quietly. It was so quiet that Tang Chen felt as if he couldn't see her at all in his eyes.
Tang Chen saw that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and hurriedly explained: "...I didn't follow you, don't be so narcissistic, I was just passing by, passing by. I didn't notice that you played the piano quite well."
Yan Shaoqing sighed slightly, stood up and turned sideways: "Guests are welcome, the tea should be almost ready."
"OK."
Chunting was making tea and even brought musical instruments, so it was impossible for him to be alone. "Did you make an appointment?"
"Haha, I can't say that."
Oh my god, this is unexplainable! Is this the same person who's making tea and playing the zither? Is she the same person who was impetuous and impatient during the day and had a face as black as dirt at night? Oh, men are so unpredictable, so hard to understand. No wonder I can't find a partner.
Before he had finished half a cup of tea, he heard the sound of rolling wheels at the foot of the mountain, accompanied by the crisp sound of copper bells, echoing in the mountains.
Tang Chen had just put down his teacup and was about to ask the name of this "destined person" when he looked up and saw Yan Shaoqing hearing the copper bell behind him. He quickly took out a small copper mirror and a comb from his sleeve and began to take care of himself carefully.
If she remembered correctly, this person left a bronze mirror with her last night and forgot to take it. This portable mirror and comb, I really lose in a comparison of exquisiteness with you. Tang Chen was about to leave, but seeing him like this, I became curious about what kind of woman he was waiting for. How did she know it was a woman? They say women dress to please themselves, and men, of course, are no different.
...Tang Chen shamelessly did not stand up. She chatted with Yan Shaoqing for a few words and asked his name, but nothing else. The conversation was so awkward that she was too embarrassed to speak.
Another half cup of tea passed before Tang Chen finally saw the person Yan Shaoqing had to tidy up before meeting. Well, she was pretty much as she had imagined, a beauty, but her gender was a little off.
Under the warm spring sun, the person still wore a cloak, wrapping herself tightly. At first glance, it was obvious that it was a "beauty lamp." The beauty's lips were a little pale, and she was dressed in white. When Tang Chen was distracted, he thought it was a pear blossom spirit.
The Beauty Lantern slowly approached the two of them, one step at a time. It wasn't until the pear blossom fairy approached that Tang Chen suddenly realized the jade flower on his waist was the same one Yan Shaoqing had used in the bet with the fake Tang Chen yesterday.
Yan Shaoqing's expression when he saw the beauty lamp made people imagine: "Finally, she's here."
Unexpectedly, when Beauty Lantern came over, she didn't meet Yan Shaoqing's eyes. Instead, she went straight to Tang Chen and said, "Why, Valley Master Wang is here too? I didn't know that besides loving to make bets with others, you also like to drink tea."
Tang Chen heard the thorny tone in Meirendeng's words and swallowed subconsciously: "...Um, I shouldn't be the person you know."
After carefully looking Tang Chen up and down, the beauty lamp bowed awkwardly: "...Sorry, I recognized the wrong person, please forgive me."
Tang Chen shrugged and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, I'm almost used to it." He was even teased about this yesterday, haha.
"There really is nothing strange in this world."
Tang Chen always felt that the beauty lamp looked at him strangely, so he didn't want to stay any longer: "I feel the same. Okay, I won't disturb you guys anymore."
Just as they walked out of the pavilion, Tang Chen seemed to suddenly remember something and walked back. He picked a few flowers from his arms and placed them on the table: "This is a thank you gift for the song and the tea just now."
...That's wonderful! I also wish I had a few good friends to hang out with me, eat with me, go crazy with me, and bang my head against the wall with me. Even if we're far apart, we can still find a chance to get together when we have some free time, to play the piano, sing songs, and play games. So I have to go back, there are people waiting for me...
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