The night of July 7th.
It's the same place.
It's still that beautiful grassland, as beautiful as a green ocean. The lush green grass dances in the gentle breeze, like waves rolling in the green ocean, one after another. If you were there, you could forget all the worries of the world...
It's still that grassland, a natural basin, with uniquely styled rockeries, green trees, singing birds, a tranquil and deep lake, beautiful lotus flowers blooming on the lake's surface, an antique-style pavilion, and beautiful and vibrant flowers and grasses everywhere. The scent of earthy herbs and the delicate fragrance of a hundred flowers waft through the air, intoxicating the senses...
This is a famous tourist attraction in Country A. Usually, it's teeming with tourists who flock to this earthly paradise. The entire scenic area is packed with people, shoulder to shoulder, as if they've all gone against their original purpose—not to see the scenery, but to see the crowds.
But today, this place is so quiet. The vast grassland, like a basin in a fairyland, is deserted. That is, today, the world's richest man, Ou Zihan, has booked this place.
The basin was surrounded by uniformed bodyguards, each with a serious expression, head held high and chest out, standing like pine trees, protecting their master.
This scenic area has been turned into something resembling a military stronghold.
On the high artificial hill, there is a huge platform, decorated like an elegant stage. On the platform sits a magnificent triangular piano. Ou Zihan has an exceptionally handsome face and a tall figure. He is wearing a light-colored shirt and straight trousers, and his noble temperament radiates from within.
He sat gracefully at the piano, his long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles dancing across the beautiful keys, playing melodious piano music.
The piano music sometimes flowed like a gentle stream, its melody filled with lingering longing; at other times, it plunged into an icy abyss, filled with heartbreaking sorrow.
At times, he is full of passion and anticipation; at other times, he is quiet and gentle, but with a hint of restlessness, and is caught in a state of worry and panic.
Xiao Zhi, once in the bedroom of the European mansion, I was playing the piano like this, and you were dancing beside me like a beautiful butterfly. We were the most perfect couple in the world, weren't we?
Xiaozhi, you once said you wouldn't break your promise to me.
You'll definitely come to keep your promise, right?
His handsome eyes glanced at the limited-edition Rolex diamond watch on his wrist, which shone brightly in the moonlight, and his heart sank.
It was eight o'clock, time for the news broadcast about the meteor shower, but he was alone in this empty place, waiting, unable to see the beautiful figure he longed for.
He looked up and saw a dazzling shooting star streak across the sky, bright and eye-catching, yet fleeting. Was this his tragic love?
A bitter smile played on his handsome face, and his deep eyes shimmered with tears. His long, elegant fingers strummed the black and white piano keys, the music conveying a heartbreaking longing, an endless sorrow that brought tears to the eyes of anyone who heard it. [△Net www.AiQuxs.]
Xiaozhi, you're late, you know? You're always so slow and dawdling. Now that you're here, I'm going to punish you...
As night deepened, Ou Zihan continued playing tirelessly, the heartbreaking music echoing through the quiet valley. The bodyguards waiting around the basin, along with Mo Nan, listened to the sorrowful music and couldn't help but recall their own painful past, their eyes welling up with tears.
The president is such a devoted man, it's really pitiful. Will Bai Zhi, who has been missing for so long, really come back?
As time passed, the light in Ou Zihan's dark eyes dimmed little by little, and his heart sank little by little, as if falling into a cold, icy abyss, both cold and painful. His fingers trembled slightly on the piano keys, and his heart grew increasingly panicked, an uncontrollable panic...
He glanced at his watch; it was 10 o'clock.
The bitterness in his upturned lips deepened; he was clearly smiling, but it was more painful than crying.
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Little one, you're so slow! You're way too late. I'm going to punish you three times over, and you can't argue with that...
His beautiful, long fingers continued to dance skillfully across the piano keys. His fair and handsome face was exquisitely sculpted, with distinct and deep features. The wisps of hair on his forehead danced in the gentle breeze. His melancholic and breathtaking beauty was heartbreaking.
His gaze was unfocused as he stared at the entrance to the basin in the distance, his eyes filled with longing. The melodious tune he played on his zither grew increasingly sorrowful...
Suddenly, two soft, cool little hands reached out from behind him and covered his eyes, plunging him into darkness.
The familiar little hand, the touch of its smooth, jade-like skin, was so comforting it brought tears to his eyes. A faint, delicate fragrance wafted towards his nose—the unique scent of his little woman, the intoxicating scent he had longed for.
His little woman really came? His eyes burned, and his warm hands excitedly pried her small hands away, turning his head to look behind him.
Under the soft moonlight, the moonlight scattered like sparkling diamonds on the two figures. A cool breeze blew by, gently caressing their hair and their faces, cool and comfortable, creating a beautiful and romantic scene.
She stood, he sat, facing each other, their eyes meeting in surprise and excitement, their gazes filled with endless longing and tenderness.
Deeply reflected in his dark eyes was the face he longed for day and night.
Her fair and delicate face, with features as exquisite as a lotus emerging from water, and her clear black eyes sparkling with emotion, her long, soft, dark hair cascading over her shoulders, and her elegant white dress, made her look like an elf in the beautiful night, intensely stirring his excited heart.
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