Half past five in the afternoon.

Anyang woke up Bai Nuan, who was sleeping in the lounge

Two people went to eat nearby.

Bai Nuan was lazily next to him, and An Yang reached out to put his arm around her shoulders and took the person downstairs.

Just as a group of people were passing by.

Passing by: "!! "In broad daylight! Lang Lang Qian! How can you openly slaughter a dog!

The dog-butcher duo got into the car, and the president kicked the driver.

Because the driver would see his home warm, he even threw off the special assistant who chased him out with the information, because the special assistant wanted him to work overtime.

Bai Nuan: "......" is worthy of him.

Restaurant.

Anyang chose a box, the top floor.

Sitting there, you can see the sunset as the sun sets.

A faint and soft glow, through the window, fell on the diners.

The orange color is warm, and a lot of the cold is dissipated.

Bai Nuan propped his chin and looked lazily at the dense clouds in the sky, one by one, the light spread out from behind the clouds, and his body was soft.

It's like an oil painting, and the colors are extraordinarily bright.

Anyang asked her to wait here for a while, and then she didn't know what to do for a long time.

A couple of violinists walked in and pulled up on the side.

Bai Nuan glanced at her, and the one who led the way smiled at her and continued to pull.

It's Schubert's serenade.

Bai Nuan lowered his eyes and took a sip of water, feeling that something was wrong......

She stared at the water in the cup, her fingers tapping on it again and again, and finally stopped.

Bai Nuan waited for a few minutes, and someone came up and closed the curtains outside, leaving only a little, you can faintly see the beautiful scenery outside the window, but the inside is dim, and it has a different flavor.

And then......

The light inside dimmed.

In the darkness, a few meters away, a beam of light fell overhead and shone on the platform in the middle.

I was supposed to be standing in the position of the violinist, but then a piano appeared, and she was soft, sitting there, in a white suit.

didn't look at her, just put his hands on the keys and lowered his eyes.

The music sounded.

It's like a river in winter, sparkling with the sun.

And that river is far away from the sky, deserted.

Bai Nuan listened a little fascinated.

The man on the stage, the corners of his lips curled slightly, his low and elegant voice was like mellow red wine, and the singing poured out of it, which was particularly moving.

"The cold wind obscures the sun

The clouds are thick and you can't see your eyebrows clearly

……

You are my light

Winter light

In the polar circle of this eternal night

……

”

The end of the song.

"Nuan Nuan, this winter day...... Written for you. The man's hand on the keys was already sweating, and he didn't even know how to move.

He was nervous.

Bai Nuan looked up at him slightly, quietly, his eyes were like a bay of spring water, flowing with the deep affection and honey between lovers.

His nervous heart was soothed.

An Yang took the rose on the table and walked towards her step by step.

Behind him was the sound of Schubert's serenade.

She remembered that he had played it to her when she was in school before.

Now the figure of the man in front of him seems to coincide with the same as four years ago.

She pursed her lips slightly.

A beam of light chased his figure, pulling out a little shadow behind him.

Bai Nuan sat there, and the sunset outside, with the crimson color of the sunset, fell on her, softening her whole person.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, there is a faint warmth.

He walked up to her, got down on one knee, and took out a ring from the center of the rose.

"Nuan Nuan, marry me."