pampered roses

When Fu Zechen's hand touched Tangli's back, it tensed slightly imperceptibly, and the raised spine lines on her back trembled slightly like winding rose branches.

But Fu Zechen didn't respond, the cold white finger bones ran all the way down from the back of the neck, and the cold fingertips slid all the way.

Tangli didn't move, her hands tightly gripping the cheongsam, her black eyelashes trembling non-stop.

As if Fu Zechen didn't know it, his stern eyebrows were raised, his sleeves were raised, revealing a cold white wrist bone, and his knuckle fingers moved, helping Tangli fasten the buttons one by one.

The plain white cheongsam outlines the lines, wrapping the snow-white slender back bit by bit.

Fu Zechen lowered his eyes, the emotion in his eyes was extremely light, and he buttoned up all the buttons without saying a word.

The whole process took less than 10 minutes, but Tangli seemed to have passed a century.

There were faint footsteps and conversations in the corridor, but the room was very quiet, except for the clock hanging on the wall which rang again and again.

Tangli took a deep breath, got up and stood up straight, turned her head, with a soft smile on her pretty and beautiful face, her eyes curled up: "Thank you, little uncle."

She looked into his eyes and opened her mouth to explain, "I'm only here..."

Before he could speak, Fu Zechen raised his hand, and the black bead string was exposed. He fiddled with it casually, with no emotion in his cold eyes, looked at her and said calmly, "I'm sleepy, I need to rest."

Tangli's voice came to an abrupt end, she pursed her lower lip and nodded, the dimple at the corner of her mouth appeared for a moment, then disappeared quickly,

"Then I won't disturb my little uncle's rest."

Fu Zechen didn't say anything, just fiddled with the beads with his lowered eyes, his slender fingers with well-defined muscles and bones were particularly eye-catching.

Tangli looked away, bent down, picked up the zither and left the room.

"Click."

The door opened and closed, and after Tangli left, the room became quiet again.

Fu Zechen raised his head, he didn't know what he thought of, he paused when he fiddled with the beads, and rubbed his fingers imperceptibly, with a faint interest in his eyes.

A lot of people came from the courtyard in front, chatting in twos and threes.

Tangli stood behind the screen and glanced roughly.

Some familiar faces, including big names who are often seen on TV news, are here today.

Tangli lowered her eyes, tightened her hand holding the guzheng, and said nothing.

Senior sister hurried over, saw Tangli's outfit, nodded her head, "It's the first time I've seen someone can wear a cheongsam so elegantly."

Tangli smiled embarrassedly, and said softly, "Sister, are you going to start?"

The senior sister glanced at the phone and nodded, "It's almost there, just wait for me to come to the front and say something."

Tangli nodded, said hello, sat behind the screen, put the guzheng on in front of her body, put on the armor and plucked the strings, making sure there was nothing wrong, and waited for her senior to speak.

After a while, the senior sister handed Tangli a veil, "Put it on, it will be much more convenient."

Tangli took it, thanking her senior for her kindness, she bent her eyes and smiled, "Thank you, senior."

Tangli put on her veil, put her hands on the strings, and moved her fingertips slightly. The next second, the piano sounded.

The noisy conversation in front fell silent, and then the piano sounded.

The voice was pleasant, and Tangli's movements were smooth and flowing, as if she had played it countless times. Her eyes did not change, she lowered her eyes to stare at the movements of her hands, her fingertips fluctuated familiarly back and forth between the strings, and the melodious and melodious music poured out.

The conversation outside continued, but Tangli played from dawn to dusk as if she didn't notice.

Even though she was wearing armor and playing for such a long time, Tangli's hands were still uncomfortable, and her fingertips were red, especially on her fair and slender knuckles.

The corners of her lips were pursed tightly, one song was enough, her fingertips moved, without saying anything, she continued to start another song.

She didn't stop until the sky turned dark in the distance, the lights under the eaves flickered on and off, and the conversations outside gradually became quieter, until finally nothing was heard.

The senior sister passed through the screen with a smile on her face, and she looked at Tangli with amazement and admiration.

"It's really good. It's really rare to see such a beautiful and talented girl."

"Thank you, senpai."

The senior didn't say anything, and simply transferred the money.

Tangli bent her eyes, hugged the guzheng and said, "Thank you senior sister, then I'll go back to school first."

"You wait and I will let you see you off."

"It's okay, I can take a taxi by myself."

"..."

Tangli insisted, the senior didn't say anything, and after saying goodbye to the senior, Tangli left the hotel.

But this place is in the suburbs, it is difficult to get a taxi, and there are no passing cars around.

Tangli frowned, she would not have rejected her senior's kindness if she had known.

She glanced at the location, opened the WeChat dialog box with Fu Zechen.

After typing it out and deleting it, she moved her fingertips and turned off the phone.

Thinking of the embarrassment during the day, he gave up and walked forward slowly with his bag on his shoulders.

The lights of the hotel gradually faded behind, and a gust of wind blew in. Tangli rubbed her arms, looked at the dark road in front of her, flinched, and walked forward unhurriedly.

The hotel is in the suburbs, and there are usually no cars during the day, let alone at night.

After Tangli walked for a while, she couldn't see the hotel at all, only the rustling of leaves was left around, it was dark and quiet, Tangli unconsciously clenched the bag strap tightly with her hand.

Tangli thought that she would just walk back today.

You might even be lucky enough to come across a vehicle.

Until a light came from far and near behind her, Tangli leaned to the side, looked back at the car, the black Cayenne drove towards her, and finally stopped beside her.

Tangli was stunned,

The black car window was rolled down, and Fu Zechen's sharp and stern face was slowly revealed.

He raised his eyes, his dark and deep eyes were devoid of any emotion, his eyebrows were raised, and he looked at Tangli lightly.