The Pianist And The Lady[Republic Of China Gl] Chapter 36
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Moreover, I heard that my aunt planned to match-match Lan Yuan. Could it be that Lan Yuan has someone she likes?
Feng Jia couldn’t hide the matter in his heart, so he immediately asked.
“Cousin, do you have someone you like?” Feng Jia poked Lan Yuan’s arm.
Lan Yuan blushed instantly, and Shen Xian’s appearance immediately appeared in her mind, “No way, cousin, don’t talk nonsense.”
Although Lan Yuan quickly regained her cold expression, she was still observed by the sharp-eyed Feng Jia, “Whose young man is he from? My cousin will help you check.”
“I really don’t like the young man.” Lan Yuan told the truth.
It’s true that I don’t like the boy, I only like Nv Jiao’e.
“Isn’t it because the family is not well-connected? Are you afraid that your aunt will break her up?” Feng Jia knew that Lan Yuan’s mother’s behavior was something that her aunt did not like, so it would be useless for Lan Yuan to like her.
“Don’t worry, if she really loves you and is loyal and reliable, my cousin will help you convince your aunt!” Feng Jia is already ready to help Lan Yuan elope.
Lan Yuan was grateful to her cousin, but felt that it would be better for her not to know the truth, “Cousin, don’t lie, it really doesn’t happen.”
Really not?Feng Jia didn’t believe it, Lan Yuan’s evasive eyes had already said everything.
Forget it, let’s wait until Lan Yuan wants to say it, there’s no rush anyway!
On Christmas Day——
The entire Xijiao Alley in Jinling was brightly lit. Lan Yuan was wearing a striking red skirt and a white beret, taking a rickshaw from her cousin’s side.
It was very different from the scene in the alley over at my uncle’s house. As I walked further in, there were more and more foreign faces.
Sitting in the car, Lan Yuan could see the scene of a happy gathering inside through the gate.
The rickshaw master talked to Lan Yuan while pulling the rickshaw, “Miss, this is an exclusive residential area for foreigners.”
The coachman felt that Lan Yuan looked like a rich man because of his dress, and because he was related to foreigners, so he must be either rich or noble.
“Can only foreigners live here?” Lan Yuan didn’t quite understand.
“This group of foreigners eat people without spitting out their bones and drink our blood. They were not allowed to park here before because they thought we were dirtying the territory.”
The master recalled the times when he was bullied and disliked in the past. Lan Yuan didn’t look like a bad person and simply spoke out.
Lan Yuan didn’t know what to say. It was the first time she had heard of bullying, and Shen Xian seemed to be half British, but Shen Xian didn’t look like that.
“Here we are, miss. This is the house on the 26th.” The driver stopped.
Lan Yuan paid the money, got out of the car and rang the doorbell. Three seconds later, she saw Shen Xian walking from inside.
“You’re finally here, come in quickly!” Chen Xian opened the door and brought Lan Yuan into the house.
This house is one of the houses under Shen Xian’s name, but due to some special reasons, he doesn’t live here much.
Blue Kite entered the room, warm yellow light surrounded the entire house, and a short pine tree next to the sofa in the living room was covered with red and silver decorations.
The decoration of the whole house is simple and elegant. The three cabinets against the wall are full of books, as well as various porcelain and musical instrument ornaments. There are several oil paintings hanging on the wall, there is also a special red wine cabinet, and there is a piano next to the living room.
The wood burning in the fireplace warmed the whole room, and Lan Yuan’s cold hands and face felt warm.
“Teacher Shen, is this your home?” Lan Yuan looked at the unfamiliar environment. This was a place she had never seen before. The layout of her cousin’s home was very similar to this, but the decoration was very different.
“That’s right, but I don’t come here very often. I lived here with my parents for a while a few years ago!”
At that time, Shen Xian’s father was still the British Ambassador to China, and Shen Xian attended junior high school in China for three years.
There was a photo frame on the table next to the sofa. Inside it was a photo of Shen Xian with a middle-aged man and woman, with the house in the background.
Lan Yuan guessed that those two people should be Chen Xian’s parents. At that time, Shen Xian looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, and was already a beauty.
Shen Xian poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Lan Yuan, pursing his lips to relieve the tension, “There is an eight-hour difference between us and England. It’s noon there now. I guess my parents are having lunch.”
“Teacher Shen, do you miss your parents? Why don’t you go back to visit them next year?” Lan Yuan noticed that although Shen Xian spoke lightly, her eyes betrayed her. She obviously cared about them.
“I can’t go back.” Shen Xian sighed. He couldn’t go back since he found the document.
“I will accompany you.” Lan Yuan took Chen Xian’s hand with sincere eyes.
“Let me play the piano for you.” Chen Xian walked to the piano, sat down quietly, and played the song “For Alice”.
The warm light above her head shines on Shen Xian. She is wearing a black turtleneck sweater and light blue straight jeans. She is fresh and clean, but she looks so lonely and independent.
Lan Yuan sat on the sofa, put down the teacup, and focused her eyes and ears on where Shen Xian was.
She only felt that Shen Xian’s piano playing was so intoxicating and beautiful, but she didn’t notice Shen Xian’s calves shaking slightly due to nervousness.
After the song ended, Chen Xian sat back on the sofa, but this time he was sitting opposite Lan Yuan. She was too nervous to get too close.
“Do you want to know the story behind this piece?” Shen Xian tried to stay calm.
“What is it?” Lan Yuan was curious.
“Beethoven worked as a piano teacher to a student named Theresa. During the relationship, Beethoven developed a liking for her, so he wrote this piece and gave it to her. This piano piece was originally called “To Theresa”. Later, when a musician was doing a biography of Beethoven, he found the manuscript, but he wrote the wrong name of the piece and wrote it as “To Elise.”
After Lan Yuan heard these words, she felt that Chen Xian didn’t just want to tell a story, and she felt inexplicably nervous and expectant. This story sounded too much like what happened between herself and Chen Xian.
However, Lan Yuan laments that she is not as lucky as Theresa, who has a teacher who loves her!
“Then are Beethoven and Theresa together?” Lan Yuan asked.
“Beethoven never married, and they were never together.” Shen Xian rubbed his hands, which were sweaty because of nervousness.
“Lanyuan, do you know what it feels like to like someone?” Chen Xian continued.
Lan Yuan said nothing, her eyes were dull, pretending not to understand, but she had already answered the question in her heart.
Of course she knew what it felt like to like someone, but in front of the person she liked, she was afraid of being exposed accidentally and being disgusted and disgusted by Shen Xian.
When Chen Xian saw her lowering her head and saying nothing, she just thought Lan Yuan really didn’t understand anything.
“What I’m going to say next may surprise you, but please don’t panic. If you don’t accept it, just blame it all on me instead of burdening yourself.” Shen Xian bit his lips, his face looking slightly pale.
Lan Yuan noticed that Chen Xian’s expression was too solemn, “Chen Xian, are you feeling uncomfortable in any way today?”
Just as she was about to get up and touch Chen Xian’s forehead, Lan Yuan was pushed down on the sofa by Shen Xian earlier.
Chen Xian walked to Lan Yuan, squatted down gently, looked up at her face, gently held her hands, treating this as the last intimate contact in his life, cherishing it extremely.
“There is an old saying in China that love never begins, but love lasts forever. I have been teaching you to play the piano for almost a year, and I have seen your sincerity, bravery, kindness, and your uprightness and innocence. In short, in my eyes, you are the best.” Shen Xian said in a pious and gentle tone.
“I’m not sure which day I fell in love with you. At first I thought it was an illusion, but the tossing and turning every night and our further interactions made me more certain that this is love. I like you, I love you, Lan Yuan.” Chen Xian had tears in his eyes and his voice was choked with sobs.
She let go of Lan Yuan’s hand, let go of the person she regarded as the only love in her life, and waited for the judgment of fate.
After hearing these words, Lan Yuan’s fingertips trembled. She never believed that Shen Xian would like such a boring and boring self like a bunch of hay.
She didn’t have the qualities that Shen Xian said. Anyone from Nanjing Girls’ School would be better than her, but Shen Xian said that he was the best. How could he not be moved?
Lan Yuan still felt as if her feet were stepping on cotton, as if she was in a dream. She wanted to confirm again, “Chen Xian, can you say the last sentence again?”
Chen Xian thought Lan Yuan would reject him and push his hand away, but Lan Yuan did not.
She followed Lan Yuan’s wishes and gently repeated her love again, “I said, I like you, I love you, Lan Yuan.”
Lan Yuan fell on her knees and hugged Shen Xian tightly, letting her tears fall on Shen Xian’s shoulders.
She knew the pain of her unrequited love for Shen Xian, so she felt even more sorry for Shen Xian’s suffering during these days and Shen Xian’s desperate bravery.
“It must be painful, you like me.” Lan Yuan hated herself for not expressing her feelings first and causing Chen Xian pain.
Chen Xian couldn’t figure out Lan Yuan’s attitude. Did this sentence mean rejection or agreement?
But Chen Xian no longer wants to think about the outcome. She just wants time to stop at this moment when they embrace, and she wants to retain even a moment of warmth.
“I’m so happy with it.” Shen Xian said every word solemnly.
Those days of secret love and silent love were filled with bitterness and joy, but because of her love, she was willing to treat the pain as honey.
“I like you too, I love you too, Chen Xian. I like you so much that I want to possess you every moment. I love you like crazy.”
Lan Yuan cried, her voice choked with sobs, crying with joy.
Now, Lan Yuan can finally boldly reveal her love and embrace her lover tightly.
Chen Xian couldn’t believe her ears. Even if she played a wrong note on the piano, she could immediately identify it. But at this moment, even if Lan Yuan’s words were deafening, she felt it was unrealistic.
Lan Yuan looked at Shen Xian’s dazed look and felt it was very cute. He kissed her forehead gently, put her ear against Shen Xian’s ear and said word by word: “Fool, I…said…I…love…you.”
Only then did Chen Xian wake up. He carefully rubbed Lan Yuan’s lips with his mouth, then immediately moved away and continued to hug him, with the corners of his mouth raised.
“I love you too, I love you so much.” The tone was lazy and cheerful.
Lan Yuan also hugged Shen Xian, clasped her fingers tightly, and licked the lips that Shen Xian had touched, feeling extremely sweet.
The firewood in the fireplace burned out and the house began to cool down, but the couple on the sofa didn’t feel it at all and continued to hug each other.
After a while, the two of them sat on the sofa again, still clasping their fingers and chatting casually, but before they had even said three words, they both couldn’t stop laughing.
“I always thought you were cold and didn’t like to smile.” Shen Xian felt that Lan Yuan smiled more tonight than in the past six months combined.
Lan Yuan continued to kiss Chen Xian’s forehead, with a smile on her lips. This unrestrained feeling was so wonderful.
“Shen Chen is my pistachio, I am happy when I see him!” Lan Yuan nestled in Shen Xian’s arms.
“What did you call me?” Shen Xian was surprised.
“I call you Shen Chen, Shen Chen, Shen Chen.” Lan Yuan has wanted to call you this for a long time, but she never dared before.
Shen Chen, the sound is both catchy and intimate.
Chen Xian liked this title very much, his eyes were full of joy, and he hugged him tighter.