She smiled and asked casually: "Did he come here with his wife too?"
"Yes, yes!" The woman thought of something and suddenly laughed again.
That kind of smile is a smile that yearns for beautiful things: "His wife is very beautiful, very beautiful! I have never seen such a beautiful woman..."
Huanyan couldn't help but become interested after hearing this.
She knows that when a woman praises a woman's beauty, she must be sincerely convinced and sincerely convinced to praise her like this.
What's more, the musician seems to be well-informed, and she is a Japanese woman. If she can admit that a Chinese woman is extremely beautiful, she must be really beautiful!
She became interested and smiled faintly: "Really? Then I really want to meet him! Unfortunately, many years have passed!"
The woman thought for a moment and suddenly smiled gracefully.
Even though she is old, her smile is still very feminine.
"Madam, let me think about it, I... seem to have a photo, I will show it to you! Will you wait for me?"
Huanyan nodded, thinking that nothing would happen anyway.
She didn't know why, but she had a vague feeling that there was some kind of fate, and that she had some relationship with the couple from thirty years ago.
She couldn't help but laugh, how could it have anything to do with it!
Her parents had never been here before, and there were no relatives in the family who had the capital to travel to Japan more than thirty years ago...
Therefore, it was because today's atmosphere was too romantic that she felt this fateful feeling. She must have been overthinking it! She couldn't help but laugh at herself.
Soon, the female musician brought over a yellowed photo album, which indeed contained many photos from the past thirty years.
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The woman flipped through the pages, pointed to a certain page, and happily told Huanyan: "Madam, look, this is it!"
Huanyan looked at this photo intently and was a little stunned.
There is a man and a woman in the photo. The man looks about thirty years old. He is very handsome, with a touch of arrogance between his eyebrows, his eyes shining brightly, and a proud smile at the corner of his mouth.
Although he was only wearing a yukata, his luxurious appearance showed that he was definitely not an ordinary person.
And the woman in his arms is indeed as the musician said...
Huanyan's eyes immediately froze. Before, she had secretly wondered if the musician might be a bit exaggerated, but when she saw the woman's face, she was astonished.
I feel that even after thirty years, even if it is just a small yellowed photo, the beauty of that woman is enough to dazzle people.
Her whole body is like a round pearl, exuding an intoxicating light, refreshing, yet so clean and pure.
A pair of unpretentious eyes, as pitiful as a deer's, yet revealing a nobility and tenderness that he didn't even know he had.
Even though she is a woman, Huanyan feels conquered by her charm and charm.
And, for some reason, looking at this woman's natural and faint smile, she always felt that she had seen her before, as if she had seen her before somewhere.
She couldn't help but smile secretly in her heart. Maybe that's the charm of beauty. A peerless beauty like this would always make people feel familiar.
Because, real beauty is always similar!
This chapter has been completed!