The night outside the window is like a thick inkstone, deep and indissolvable. A crescent moon hangs in the dark night sky, spilling down silvery white beams of light, and a few rays of moonlight penetrate through the window, reflecting the bright and extinguished candles in the room, which only makes people feel oppressive.

Song Linyuan sat in the shadow of the falling candle flame, and his dark purple clothes fell to the ground, as if he was one with the shadow. The only thing that made people see more clearly was the ring-shaped jade pendant hanging around his waist. The crystal white color was even clearer under the flickering of the candle flame, and Song Linyuan reached out to hold it, lowering his head slightly, making it impossible to see his expression.

I don't know how long it took for him to let go of the hand holding the jade pendant, then slowly got up and walked towards the door.

I followed him out, watching him walk through the pavilions, through the winding corridors, through the large pear groves with half of the flowers, the purple single clothes with silver trim drew a graceful arc in the air, the two silver bells hanging from the jade pendant hanging from his waist rang softly, and the sound of shoes rolling on the ground gradually slowed down, and finally stopped outside Suyue's courtyard.

I watched him stand under the luxuriant acacia tree, covered in shadows. His gaze flickered past the half-open window and landed on the white figure sitting at the table.

Through the window, you can see Su Yue sitting sideways by the chessboard, her cold side face becoming warm and soft under the light of the candlelight, and the chessboard is still the game that has not been solved during the day.

She was half-leaning on her head, her sleeves sliding down the crooks of her arms, revealing her fair wrists and a touch of lake blue. She held a white piece in her right hand and looked at the chess game motionlessly, as if she had been thinking for a long time. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he hesitantly raised his hand and landed the white son where Song Linyuan pointed in the daytime.

The chess pieces fell, the chess game suddenly changed, and the besieged white pieces broke through the obstacles and turned the danger into a disaster. She looked at the chess game and was stunned for a while, her expression was so serious that it made people laugh, but then the corners of her mouth gradually hooked up a beautiful arc, as if the remnant snow met the sun, the cold temperature gradually dissipated, and finally only gentleness.

This is the second time Song Linyuan has seen her smile.

He suddenly remembered that when he first saw Su Yue in Zuichun Building, she was also wearing such an unadorned white dress, holding a lyre, her eyes were as quiet as stagnant water, like a white lotus cast from snow, blooming in the ice and snow, such a good-looking woman.

Maybe at that time, he remembered her. He saw her come on stage and dance that dance, like a waterfall and green silk leaning on the back of her head, an orchid blooming between her fingers, obviously so dignified and elegant, but it made people want to pity for no reason.

So he took Su Yue back to Pinghou Mansion. But only brought back. Because under the heavy government affairs, he quickly forgot that there was such a person.

The next time I saw Su Yue, it was half a month later, in that pear forest. That day, he was depressed, and he wanted to take a break, but he saw her standing in front of a pear tree dressed in white as if she was one with the pear forest, and reached out to poke the bird that had not yet spread its wings.

He looked at her and was stunned for a moment, his original cold expression gradually collapsed, and a smile gradually faded from the corner of his mouth to the bottom of his eyes, transitioning like dead wood gradually growing flowers.

Song Linyuan looked at the smile and was suddenly stunned. Over the years, he has seen many people laughing, laughing happily, laughing sadly, smiling, smiling, smiling...... But those who laugh at him either want to cling to power, or they ask him to flatter him, unlike the people in front of him now, who laugh as clean and pure, like a newborn baby, naïve and ignorant of the world.

For the first time, he became interested in this man.

This book originated from reading books