When twilight falls, the ancient Yanjing City is immersed in the antique charm, but the brilliance is more dazzling, almost everywhere is brightly lit, as if the city that never sleeps, the ancient charm and the modern style are fused together, and people can't help but be intoxicated.

Located between the old town of Yanjing and the newly built bustling business district, it is an area full of ancient charm and modern atmosphere, with antique shops and alternating residential areas. Among them, Houhai Street, which is more than ten miles long, is a famous bar street in Yanjing, and it is rumored that there are hundreds of bars here, which is also a must in the whole of China.

"Dancing in the Rain?" In a slightly puzzled mutter, Yun Haoyang, dressed in white casual clothes, was on the sidewalk shrouded by the ancient trees next to Houhai Street, and turned to look at the bar with a poetic name and an antique façade with a slightly mysterious atmosphere in the neon light.

raised his eyebrows slightly, and then Yun Haoyang slowly walked into the bar with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Somewhat surprisingly, there were no flashy lights, no deafening heavy metal, and a soothing piano sound, like a clear spring, music slowly echoed in the bar.

"Silk Road Flower Rain?" Yun Haoyang, whose expression moved slightly, couldn't help but flash a hint of interest in his eyes, this piece Yun Haoyang had heard Chen Suling play, and it was one of the few piano songs that Yun Haoyang liked very much, and it was a special taste to play it on the piano.

casually glanced at some of the guests in the slightly dim bar with a small internal space who were talking softly or drinking wine alone, and then Yun Haoyang turned his gaze to the beautiful woman in a dark red dress who was playing the piano seriously under the soft white light in the distance.

"Is it her?" Looking carefully at the woman's pretty face under the light, Yun Haoyang couldn't help but flash a hint of surprise in his eyes, and his impression seemed that this woman was an artist, and it seemed that there was some other name for one of the four beauties of Yanjing, but he didn't expect to meet it here. This Yanjing is worthy of being the capital of China, and it is really a place where elites gather!

The big beauty only slightly surprised Yun Haoyang, and then Yun Haoyang, who was smiling lightly, slightly straightened his clothes and walked towards the bar counter in the distance.

At this time, in an inconspicuous place near the corner of the bar, under the dim light, the three figures were sitting quietly and talking and laughing softly, and the atmosphere seemed good.

Above the main seat, there is a man who looks to be in his thirties, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, very handsome! The man is dressed in a simple and neat white suit and black-framed glasses, which makes him have a touch of elegance, but he does not lose his vitality, with a smile on his face, it is easy for people to have a good impression, and he is holding a glass of red wine in his slightly slender and white hand, and the movement of shaking the wine glass slightly is so coordinated, and the wine tasting is even more elegant.

"Sister Wei'er's piano skills are really good, I haven't heard such a moving piano music for a long time!" A pleasant woman's voice with a hint of lazy taste sounded, and it was a mature beauty in a dark red silk dress sitting on the sofa on the right hand side of the man in a white suit, with long chestnut hair curled slightly, a fair face, phoenix eyes and red lips, it was really a moving *. At this time, this * was leaning on the sofa as weak and boneless, holding his head on the armrest in one hand, and slowly tasting it with a glass of red wine and red lips in the other hand, and his beautiful eyes looked at the woman in the dark red dress playing the piano in the distance with a smile.

Hearing this, a man in his thirties who was also wearing a black suit and a slightly white white man who was always smiling and said with a chuckle: "Wei'er's piano skills are just halfway home, I heard that Miss Su's mother is from a famous family in Jiangnan, and she can do everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, presumably Miss Su is not bad at being influenced by piano skills, right?"

"Mother's piano skills, I haven't heard of them for a long time!" Miss Su, who was a little lazy, showed a hint of worry between her eyebrows when she heard this, and shook her head slightly and laughed at herself: "But my piano skills are much worse, and after twenty or thirty years of study, I just entered the door, I'm afraid it can't compare to Wei'er!"

Hearing this, the man in the white suit on the main seat chuckled: "I remember when I was a child, my grandfather and I went to Bei Shan's house as guests, and my aunt was teaching Bei Shan to play the piano, and my grandfather said that this was the real 'playing the piano'. ”

"Brother Chen, don't expose people!" Miss Su couldn't help but glance at the man in the white suit when she heard this.

Brother Chen, the man in the white suit, smiled when he heard this, and then looked at the slightly chubby man who was smiling on the side and said, "However, Bei Shan's painting is absolutely unique." If she hadn't been too lazy, she might have really become a generation of people in the calligraphy and painting industry!"

"Brother Chen, don't hurt your little sister!" Miss Su couldn't help but snort slightly when she heard this, turned to sit up slightly straight, and was about to speak, but she couldn't help but look into the distance with a little surprise in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing this, the man in the white suit couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Chen, look, does that young man in white casual clothes over there look like Uncle Zhou?" When Miss Su heard this, she immediately pointed to Yun Haoyang in the distance.

"Uncle Zhou?" The man in the white suit was stunned when he heard this, and then looked up and couldn't help but shrink his eyes: "He..."

On the side, the slightly chubby white man looked over with a little curiosity, and then couldn't help but flash a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Zhou?

His complexion changed, as if he had thought of something, and the white man couldn't help but turn paler, and for a while, the hand holding the wine glass subconsciously trembled slightly.

"It's really similar!" sighed softly, and the man in the white suit couldn't help but look slightly complicated.

On the side, the slightly lazy Miss Su couldn't help but sigh faintly: "Back then, if Uncle Zhou had a child, he would have been so old!

"There are not so many ifs in the world!" said the man in the white suit with a slight shake of his head.

Instead, looking at the slightly chubby and white man on the side with a slightly sweaty forehead and looking nervous, the man in the white suit couldn't help but chuckle with a flash of his eyes: "What, Qin Yuan, do you remember what happened back then?"

"Back then, if it weren't for Uncle Zhou, my life would have been gone!, but, Uncle Zhou, he was..."

The man in the white suit was slightly silent when he saw this, while Miss Su said softly: "Qin Yuan, what happened back then was not your fault, don't blame yourself too much!"

Nodding slightly, the slightly chubby and white man couldn't help but take a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, in the sound of gentle footsteps, the woman in the dark red dress who had just played the piano came to sit down next to the slightly chubby and white man, and couldn't help but ask with a slightly puzzled beautiful eye, "Husband, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just some sighing past events!" said with a light smile, and then Miss Su beckoned slightly to the woman in the dark red dress: "Come, Wei'er, come and talk!"

"Okay!" Wei Er, the woman in the dark red dress, nodded and smiled slightly when she heard this, and then patted the slightly chubby white man with her jade hand, and then got up and moved lightly to Miss Su and sat down.

... In front of the bar, Yun Haoyang sat alone on the booth and slowly tasted the wine, but his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and he looked a little absent-minded.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance came into his nose, and Yun Haoyang, who raised his eyebrows slightly, couldn't help but look sideways.

"Is there anything on my face, why are you looking at me like this?" Miss Su, a mature beauty in a dark red dress with a slightly lazy look, looked at Yun Haoyang with red lips and slowly spoke, with a hint of banter.

On the side, Meiyan motioned to the waiter in the bar, and the beautiful Wei'er, who also had a dark red dress, glanced at Yun Haoyang with a little curiosity, and a smile flashed in her beautiful eyes when she heard Miss Su's words.

He stared at Miss Su indifferently and unceremoniously for a long time, and then Yun Haoyang turned his head lightly and said indifferently: "You are not the person I am waiting for, why did you appear next to me?"

Hearing this, the smile on Miss Su's original face couldn't help but stagnate slightly, and then looked at Yun Haoyang, and her whole person looked at Yun Haoyang as if she had been immobilized by a spell, and her beautiful eyes glared at Yun Haoyang slightly, as if she was stupid.

"Sister Bei Shan!" Seeing this, Wei Er couldn't help but call out Miss Su with a little worry.

Miss Su, who was slightly awakened by this sound, couldn't help but look at Yun Haoyang and said in a trembling voice: "How did you know this?"

"Miss, are you not sick?" Looking at Miss Su slightly, Yun Haoyang couldn't help frowning slightly.