Huanyan likes to look at these things that represent past memories. From them, she can feel the pace of time and the traces of time.
She stood up and stared quietly.
Some of the photos are of a family with a newborn baby, some are of old couples with silver hair, and some are of young lovers, with sweet and quiet smiles on everyone's face.
Huanyan couldn't help but feel the power of love that passed through time.
She thought about the faces full of smiles and love in these photos. How are they doing now?
Are you still as full of love for each other as you were back then?
Can love last a lifetime?
She touched the photos gently, thinking of her future with Situ Chenjue again, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around reflexively and saw a woman in her fifties or sixties slowly walking in with a shamisen.
Her face is very delicate, and you can vaguely imagine her beauty when she was young. Her hair has a little bit of silver in it and is tied in a round bun. She has a slim figure and the kimono she wears is also very tasteful.
She looked at Huanyan and asked in not very fluent Chinese: "Mrs. Situ!"
Huanyan was shocked that this woman could also speak Chinese.
But yes, there may have been many Chinese tourists here, so it’s natural for everyone to say!
She smiled: "You are..."
"Oh, I'm here to play for you. Just now the landlady said that you came here to rest alone. I wonder if Madam would like to listen to the performance?"
Huanyan thought to herself that the landlady was really considerate, but that was true. Her whole body was sore now, but she couldn't sleep, so she nodded: "Thank you! Then, please!"
The woman's fingers quickly danced on the shamisen, and her gentle and quiet temperament changed completely, and she suddenly became extremely gorgeous.
The music is like mountains and rivers, gurgling sweetly, as if it brings Huanyan into a dream.
She was intoxicated and closed her eyes, feeling the extraordinary charm of the music.
After the woman played a song, she asked, "Madam, are you satisfied?"
"Well, you play very well! I really want my husband to come over and listen! But he is still taking a bath in the hot spring, so I won't disturb him for now!"
The woman lowered her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Madam, I suddenly remembered something. I wonder if it would be okay to tell me?"
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"Ah? Just tell me, there's nothing to say!" Huanyan smiled, feeling very fond of this woman: "If you don't know how to express it in Chinese, we can make gestures!"
"Oh, okay!" The woman gesticulated with difficulty: "You... your husband, I... saw a man many years ago who looked very similar to him! When I first saw him... I...
I thought that person was back, but think about it, more than thirty years have passed now!"
Huanyan didn't take it seriously after hearing this, thinking that maybe in the eyes of Japanese people, Chinese men all look the same!
However, someone who was as handsome as Situ Chenjue more than thirty years ago must have been a handsome man.
She smiled and asked casually: "Did he come here with his wife too?"
"Yes, yes!" The woman thought of something and suddenly laughed again.
This chapter has been completed!