She heard the voice, and without raising her face, she knew that it was him.

"I heard you've been preparing for the academy's exams lately." Naturally, I listened to what Luo Jie said. She flipped through the book in her hand, "It's good. "Then there won't be time to come.

"It's really cold, Lan Qingchuan." He poured himself a glass of water, the kettle was brewed with chrysanthemum tea, hot and steaming, he took a sip and put it down, very unaccustomed to this taste.

"I've worked hard to read, and you're not going to order something to treat me." He put aside the tea, and smiled without smiling, "Look at my face, haggard." ”

Lan Qingchuan consciously ignored his words.

"That's your business." She looked leisurely, turned the page, and looked focused, "After complaining, go back and continue to read, don't give up your efforts." ”

"No, I've just arrived." He stretched his legs and yawned lazily. Seeing a few walnuts on the coffee table, he took them, and they were all open to the mouth, so that they were easy to peel. Lan Qingchuan was just reading and didn't pay attention to what he was doing. Han Luochen sat for about half an hour, and then went back lazily. Looking at his appearance, Lan Qingchuan was a little worried about his exam.

She read the book for a while more until the butler brought the tea. She rubbed her neck gently, a little sleepy, and was about to get up to go upstairs to rest, when she inadvertently saw a small plate of walnuts that he had peeled on the table. He ate a little, and the rest was peeled for him.

Lan Qingchuan was stunned for a while. The man didn't know what he was here for.

After the exam on Monday, Han Luochen finally had time to come to her every day to brush up on her sense of existence. Lan Qingchuan has not played the piano for a long time since he broke his arm last time. Today, the sun was just right, and she drew the curtains and played the piano in the soundproof room. She casually found a few scores from the cabinet and sat on the piano bench to read them carefully.

Han Luochen stepped up two or three stairs and bent down to sweep the movement behind the door. Through the small, round glass, her hair was scattered, her side face was snow-white, and her long eyelashes were filled with sunlight. She wears a patterned shirt with a stand-up collar and a pale green knit sweater. Because of the foot injury, she has been wearing a long skirt during this time, and today she changed into a loose woolen trousers, with indoor shoes on her feet.

With a smile, he pushed the door open and walked in. He really found that even if he didn't like Lan Qingchuan in the past, he would definitely like it in the future, as long as he had been in contact for a long time. Because of the look he likes, the girl in front of him has it.

So quiet, so graceful, so clear, so indifferent as a glacier, but it led him forward.

"Yes, I happened to catch you playing the piano." What Lan Qingchuan didn't know was that once the curtains were opened in this piano room, it was right away from the back garage of Han Luochen's house. Before the two got acquainted, he could often see her playing the piano when he picked up the car. He watched from afar, unable to hear or see his face clearly, except for the slender figure beside the lacquered black grand piano. He thought at that time, it was really good-looking. But for many days afterward, the curtains were drawn on this huge window, and even if the ventilation was opened once in a while, there was only one piano. And she was so badly injured at that time that she was lying unconscious in bed. During that time, even Luo Jie couldn't figure out that he had been staring up at the flowerless and leafless magnolia tree, and only under this tree could he see the only room in her villa that he could see through the barriers.