Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 544 Extraordinary Story: A Fate

Ou Yanzhe drank again and became drunk.

Ever since Lan Qingchuan left Rose Castle, he almost fell in love with the smell of wine, and he was even willing to drown in the smell of wine.

In this way, there is nothing to think about.

But this is just his wishful thinking.

He dreamed a very distant dream.

He was 19 years old at that time, and Lan Qingchuan was 17 years old.

In Margaret College, the plane trees are tall and verdant, casting shadows like umbrellas.

He was going to visit his mentor on the way, but he didn't want to meet the disaster of his life.

The huge campus building is in the outskirts, and it is quiet inside, with the sound of music coming from afar.

That's when she broke into his life.

Lan Qingchuan was riding a bicycle, and the tinkling sound came to his ears.

He looked at her.

The girl was wearing a light green dress, with long, raven hair that swayed behind her head, and the white straw hat on top of her head seemed to be about to fly off.

It was only when she got close that she could see her bright and clean face, an extremely beautiful plain face, pale black eyes, and bright red lips.

Probably aware of his scrutiny, she gave him a slight nod, and passed by with just one glance, bringing with her the faint fragrance of primrose in her car basket.

He had never felt that any oriental woman's eyes were as beautiful as hers, and they captured his mind instantly.

The butler told him her name, which was not unfamiliar to him, but he rarely saw her in public.

Unexpectedly, a week later, I met her again.

It seemed to be a rather grand celebration on campus, and he and the eldest son of the Philip family made arrangements in the background.

The weather in France is soft and changeable, and she brought a damp vapor with her.

I still remember that she was wearing a beige pastoral skirt, but the piping of the skirt was wet, and water droplets slid down the white shoe upper.

The maid behind her put away the umbrella, took out a snow-white towel from her bag, and wiped her wet hair.

When she met the surprised eyes of the students around her, she lowered her face slightly and apologized sincerely, "Sorry, I'm late."

While taking the towel from the maid again, he thanked her and entered the studio.

"Langerak, that's Lan Qingchuan from the Lan's Manor." Sensing his gaze, Philip leaned into his ear and joked, "Most of the Lan's have beauties, but this one seems to be in poor health and doesn't move around often .”

Because in the audition room, he could clearly see her figure from behind the big glass screen in front of him.

Snow-skinned red lips, black hair and black pupils, she is really beautiful.

She sat quietly on the piano bench, her face was indifferent, and it seemed that there was a little indifference.

When he walked out of the studio, he heard her faint voice.

"Sorry, I can only play one game."

The team leader in charge of the show asked her in doubt: "Why? Your piano sound is very beautiful."

He heard her laugh lowly, "Thank you. But my finger was injured while riding a horse a while ago, so I can only play it once."

"This..." The group leader saw him and walked over with some embarrassment, "Yancy, what do you think?"

"She will be in charge of the last scene. Let's choose someone else for the opening scene." He lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, then asked her, "What do you think?"

When she turned around, she saw him.His brows and eyes were calm, and he only nodded his head to express his gratitude, but he was extraordinarily dignified and elegant.

The celebration three days later went well, and naturally, they held a celebration banquet after the ceremony.

It seemed that in the flower hall on the top floor of a certain hotel, he still remembered the bright moonlight that night. He had never felt that the moonlight flowed so beautifully like water.

She leaned gently on the rattan swing, with a natural and peaceful temperament.

Many students surrounded her and talked to her, but their voices were quiet, as if forming a tacit understanding that would not break the peaceful atmosphere.

They drank, and she chatted with her, laughing and talking, mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

His friend Philip did not know what to say, she stretched her brows and eyes, and opened a small arc on her lips.

Later, Ou Yanzhe wondered when he fell in love with her and why he loved her, maybe it was because of the quietness and clarity at the moment when he fell in love with her.

The intersection between him and her ended that night, and he never saw her again.

They also only met a few times, and he couldn't find any chance to see her again.He remembered her graceful and beautiful features, but she forgot the brief fate with him.

Now, so many years have passed.From his step-by-step planning and planning, to her indifference and stubbornness, it was snowing in the middle of winter.

(End of this chapter)