Chapter 158: A Thousand Miles

"Da", "Da", "Da"

Su Yu walked very slowly, the soles of his shoes were soft, and he didn't make too much noise when he stepped on the floor tiles.

The wind and snow were silent, and the courtyard was a suffocating snow.

The atmosphere was so quiet, her steps were heavy and slow, and in the silent wind, the tone struck in her own ears, and it was abrupt and sharp.

There was not a single person in the yard.

But in this snow country.

There is a path connected to the pavilion corridor at the foot of Su Yu, but there is no trace of snow at all.

The sun was thin on her, the warmth was light and light, and there was even a slight coolness. Her eyes were half-lowered, and there was a slight cool halo in her dark pupils.

She slept soundly in the morning and didn't even notice the sound of shoveling or clearing snow outside—

The sound has converged to such a point, and the meaning of deliberate avoidance is inevitably too obvious!

It was deliberately for her to find out!

Or, to put it another way – there is no deliberate concealment.

They didn't hide it from her...... The indifferent attitude of the Su Mansion, even the servants had to avoid the fact that her.

Su Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, without a smile on his face.

The pale lips pursed slightly, and between the slightly pressed eyebrows, there was a bit of melancholy.

Of course she pretended.

Even if she did not hide her indifference, then the owner of the mansion, her so-called biological father, would probably let down her guard a little when she reacted like this.

After all, that's how a normal child would react.

Children can't hide what they think, and what they think in their hearts should be reflected in their eyes.

- There is about surveillance around here.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain how those people have avoided her routine so appropriately.

As for Mr. Su himself, who has a lot of opportunities, whether he will pay attention to the content of the surveillance, it has nothing to do with her.

The habit of seeking perfection in the Soviet language is in the bones.

The surroundings are still very quiet, but not lonely, the pattern of the courtyard is very good, in the snow, there is a kind of birdsong mountain more secluded Chan.

Su Yu knew this poem, and she could memorize everything in the textbooks of elementary and junior high schools...... She thought haphazardly, shook her head, and continued on her way.

She thought she might be faint from a fever, and she still had time to think about it.

Su Yu walked unhurriedly, walking along the corridor, with some meaning of searching.

It is a fact that you can't see a human figure.

So, isn't it natural to look for a way out when you are sick?

She hadn't really visited the huge Su Mansion yet.

It's important to understand the physical environment.

Except for the season and state, this is a pretty good opportunity to explore the way, and the season and the state of Dongli, put on her, will not have much impact.

To be precise, no matter what kind of development, it is an opportunity for her.

Pavilions, she chose a random direction and deliberately slowed down,

But things don't always go according to people's wishes.

After walking seven or eight snow-covered corridors, she suddenly heard the sound of the piano.

Piano sounds.

The kind of musical instrument that didn't match this garden-style mansion at all played a tune that was very appropriate for this morning.

Su Yu doesn't know music, and she doesn't know the piano, but she thinks the piano sounds beautiful.

Like the purest flowers blooming in the snow and ice.

More beautiful than anything she'd ever heard.

In order to make a safe note of the terrain, she walked very slowly along the way, three or two pavilions, seven or eight corridors, and walked for nearly eighty minutes.

At this time, it was almost noon, and even the sunshine was a little fuller, reflecting the snow in the distance, gold, silver and white blended together, and swayed.

Su Yu quietly stopped in place.

The light shone through the carved wisps on the covered bridge, and was imprinted on her slightly reddened face, creating half of the delicate dark lines.

She slowly flicked her eyelashes, her eyes melted into the shadows, and there was a faint silence.

Inexplicably, for no reason, the moment she heard the sound of the piano, she firmly judged the identity of the player.

Even if she doesn't understand music.

Even if she had seen it so-called, she had only spied on it once from afar.

Su Yu thought for a while and decided to confirm his judgment.

She followed the sound of the piano, getting closer and closer, and gradually saw the people.

The servants were quietly doing what they had done, as if they were holding their breath, as if there was something undisturbable, and their expressions were as pious and tranquil as pilgrimage.

Su Yu frowned, remembered something again, and naturally stretched out.

She walked ten meters forward.

Then turn the corner.

The sun is a little harsh.

Her dark pupils contracted slightly.

As far as the eye can see, it seems to be another world.

A whole area of buildings, large and small, are all dust-roofed Western-style.

It's a small castle that's beautiful to the extreme.

Pure white and gold.

Standing abruptly in this huge Su garden, it is like a fenced island.

Su Yu was stunned for a moment.

She pursed her lips, narrowed her gaze, and walked quietly towards the building where the piano sounded.

Deliberately lightened his pace.

It was the largest building, and the doors weren't closed.

No one stopped her.

But Su Yu, who walked in through the exquisite door, knew that there were countless eyes staring at her.

She looked up.

Then, she forgot to breathe.

The morning sunlight shines through the church-like windows, as if a flood of light is slanting down from the sky and converging into a sparkling golden lake.

The golden softly hugged the pale figure.

Yes, shallow.

The girl's figure is an almost transparent snow color, as if it is about to melt into the light, mixing a white with a hint of gold.

It's as if something incredible, dreamed of something that can't be touched, showing a kind of transparent purity.

Su Yu took a step forward in a trance.

I want to see the girl more clearly.

The black hair wrapped her face softly, and the silence spread down, and the impurity-free pitch black and the pure white that was almost as transparent as ice and snow gave birth to a kind of silent shock.

The girl's fingers are slender and elegant, and the white ones bring out a slightly cool card, and the fingertips fall on the piano, which is as beautiful as a song.

She lowered her eyes.

The sunlight was filtered through the golden glass of the dome, turning into a thick and sweet color like a golden solution, and fell on her eyelashes, as if she blinked lightly, and there would be a ripple of light splashing softly.

It's so beautiful that it makes people feel sad and melancholy.

It's like touching a dream that turns into foam.

The sound of the piano is a very familiar nursery rhyme tune, and Su Yu couldn't help humming along.

With a slightly hoarse voice with a nasal voice

The sound of the piano seems to be slightly

The black velvet pants were tightly tied to Su Yu's thin calves, and he stepped into the big, stupid rabbit indoor shoes.

The wide sweater was worn backwards, and even the ends of the short hair were messy.

It made her look even a little funny.

For the first time in his life, Su Yu gave birth to a shallow, self-ashamed emotion.

The sound of the piano fell silently and disappeared into the air unconsciously.

Su Yu woke up violently, and his restrained gaze moved, and he met the other party's eyes.

The girl sat on the pitch-black piano bench, her hands resting on her knees, like the ten fingers of an artistic carving naturally curled on the white skirt, she raised her perfectly shaped chin slightly, and looked at her quietly.

The eyes are as clean as the first snow.