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The two were so close that Shu Wan could count the number of eyelashes on Fu Siyu's eyes.

Fu Siyu hugged Shu Wan with both hands. When it was time to fasten the necklace, he leaned forward. Shu Wan's whole body was surrounded by the faint smell of sandalwood.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and her gaze naturally fell on Fu Siyu's neck. Her Adam's apple was faintly visible at the neat and tight neckline, which gave off a very abstinent and sexy connotation.

"very nice."

Fu Siyu's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he stepped back a little, looking at Shu Wan appreciatively, but his eyes did not fall on the necklace.

"Ah."

Shu Wan lowered her head and glanced, "I have always agreed with your aesthetics."

"I received news that it will snow heavily soon. Do you want to go see the snow?"

"think."

Shu Wan nodded. She really liked the snow scene in the imperial capital. When the bustling city was covered in heavy snow, it felt particularly cold.

She liked it very much in her previous life, but the disadvantage of winter in her previous life was that the temperature was too low. But now, with heavy snow falling outside and the heating on in the house, without the disadvantage of cold, Shu Wan naturally likes it even more.

"Okay, then I'll take you somewhere."

With that, Fu Siyu told the driver a place name. The driver nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped forward.

As the street lights gradually become sparse, the hustle and bustle of the city is gradually left behind.

The air is getting colder and cooler, and it is more refreshing and pleasant than before.

Shu Wan leaned on the seat with her cell phone in her hand, her eyes falling outside the window without focusing. She didn't know what she was thinking about. Fu Siyu sat aside and his eyes fell on her.

Suddenly, Shu Wan's eyes moved slightly and she glanced at the window. What was reflected on it was Fu Siyu looking at her seriously.

Shu Wan's heart tightened, and she felt a little strange for no reason.

At this time, Fu Siyu said openly, "I sometimes watch videos on the Internet, and I feel that the camera does not show your true beauty."

Anyone would feel happy if they were praised for their beauty. Shu Wan's eyes slightly curved, "Thank you."

Fu Siyu withdrew his gaze and covered his eyes in deep thought.

I don’t know how long it took, but the snowflakes falling outside the car window gradually became much larger, and snow began to accumulate on the road ahead.

The trail in front of us gradually extended, and as we climbed higher up the mountain, the snow outside became thicker and thicker.

There are no street lights in the deep forest, only car lights illuminate the way forward.

It was a long night, and Shu Wan thought that the car would still take a long time to walk, but in about 10 minutes, the originally narrow path gradually opened up, and as far as the eye could see, it was a villa located in the mountains.

In this vast expanse of white snow, the mountain villas are brightly lit, like a small castle in a fairy tale town, welcoming travelers who are lost in the snow.

Sensing an approaching car, the villa door opens automatically.

Fu Siyu drove the car into the yard, then got out of the car and opened an umbrella. He walked around to Shu Wan and said, "Come down."

Shu Wan got out of the car and looked around, "What is this?"

"There is a ski resort over there. Fu Yang likes to ski here. I asked someone to build a house here." Fu Siyu led Shu Wan inside while introducing the situation here to Shu Wan.

"There are two people who take care of the cleaning here all year round."

As soon as Fu Siyu finished speaking, two servants opened the door and greeted Fu Siyu and Shu Wan respectfully.

Fu Siyu waved his hand, "You can go and rest after tidying up the guest room."

"Okay sir."

It was snowing heavily outside, but it was quite warm inside. There was a large fireplace in the middle of the house, with firewood burning in it, and the flames dancing warmly.

The decoration inside the house is in European style. Stepping on the soft carpet, you instantly feel like you are isolated from the cold outside.

Shu Wan took off her coat and didn't feel cold even though she was wearing only a sweater.

She went to sit on the sofa in front of the fireplace. Next to the fireplace was a large floor-to-ceiling window. Under the light, she could see the cedars outside the window being bent by heavy snow. With a slight shake, large tracts of snow fell down. .

The servant brought over a cup of hot coffee, and the rich aroma of cocoa beans spread in the air, making it thick and mellow.

Shu Wan picked up the cup and took a sip. The heat quickly extended along the esophagus and into the stomach, blending into every corner of the body, dispelling the endless chill.

"There is a place on the third floor specifically for viewing the snow scene. Do you want to go?" Fu Siyu changed into home clothes and walked over.

"it is good."

Fu Siyu took Shu Wan up to the third floor. There were huge floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides of the room, which allowed him to look around at the snowy scenery outside. The roof was in an inverted V shape, and snowflakes were floating down piece by piece. It was very immersive. Real feeling.

The servants have already heated up the fireplace here in advance, and there are much fewer decorations here than downstairs.

There was a fire burning in the fireplace, and a whole wool carpet covered the entire room. There were sofas and tables in front of the fireplace, and there was a piano not far away.

Other than that, nothing else.

The style is very simple and inexplicably matches the white snowy scene outside. As soon as I sat on the sofa, I felt peaceful and everything in the world became quiet.

Fu Siyu glanced at it and saw that there was no hot water on the table. "You sit down first and I'll get the hot water below. Do you want tea or coffee?"

"Want to drink tea."

"Okay, I'll get it for you."

After Fu Siyu left, the room seemed even quieter.

When the snow reaches a certain thickness on the roof, it begins to slide down, and the snow seeds rub against the glass, making a thin sound.

The cedars outside the window were covered with heavy snow, occasionally revealing a bit of greenery as they trembled. The continuous greenery showed a somewhat unique beauty in the vast whiteness.

Shu Wan watched for a while, then her eyes fell on the piano placed nearby.

She stood up, walked to the piano and sat down. She put her fingers on the keys and pressed them, and a low sound sounded under her fingers.

Shu Wan can play the piano, but only a little.

Ever since Shu Wan learned to use music software, she has enjoyed listening to music there. Shu Wan likes those classic pure piano music very much.

There is a piano room in the manor, and Shu Wan will try to play by herself when she has nothing to do, but in terms of skill, it is actually average.

At this time, everything was silent, it was freezing and snowy outside, and the house was as warm as spring. Shu Wan suddenly felt like playing the piano.

She put her hands on the keys and tentatively pressed a few keys.

This situation is suitable for playing the song "Snow Dream". Unfortunately, Shu Wan couldn't remember the song very well. She played it intermittently until halfway through, but she still couldn't continue.

She shook her head and stopped what she was doing, but the music didn't stop.

Because there is another pair of hands covering the keys.

Shu Wan turned her head, and Fu Siyu came over at some point.

While pressing the keys, he smiled at Shu Wan and said, "I will demonstrate it to you again."

At the beginning, Fu Siyu's tone was a bit jerky, but soon the rhythm became smoother.

Although Shu Wan is not very proficient in piano, she still has the ability to appreciate it.

She could tell that Fu Siyu's piano skills were quite high.

The soothing tones poured out like water, as if snowflakes were falling on their shoulders.

This was the first time Shu Wan saw Fu Siyu playing the piano.

At this time, he was sitting upright in front of the piano, his fingers dancing lightly on the keys.

Different from Duan Fang, who was usually solemn and condensed at his desk, he was more quiet and elegant at this time.

The lights flooded down and fell on Fu Siyu, like a spotlight, making him the most shining figure on the stage.

It is no exaggeration to say that the piano music played by Fu Siyu sounds like a joy.

Shu Wan was so immersed in it that she didn't even react until the song ended.

"Come back to your senses." Fu Siyu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Shu Wan's eyes. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was a faint light in his eyes. "What are you thinking about?"

"You play the piano very well."

Shu Wan never hesitated to praise Fu Siyu.Fu Siyu was also very helpful to Shu Wan's praise as always. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Is it okay? I'll teach you?"

"Okay."

"Then I will read the music score and you will play along."

With that said, Fu Siyu immediately started to memorize the entire music score.

Shu Wan quickly followed Fu Siyu's pace.

With the music score, it was much easier for Shu Wan to play the music, but it was a pity that it was smooth but not skillful.

"At the end just now, I didn't change my tune well. How should I play there?" Shu Wan humbly asked for advice.

Fu Siyu leaned forward, put the back of his hand on Shu Wan's hand, and pressed down, "You pressed too hard just now. This is the best level."

Surrounded by Fu Siyu's aura, Shu Wan felt slightly uncomfortable.

Her eyelashes trembled and she tried again according to Fu Siyu's instructions. It was indeed much better than before.

Shu Wan was already interested in piano, and now that she has a good teacher like Fu Siyu, she studies very seriously.

Layers of snow fell on the pine trees outside the window, and inside the house, Shu Wan also practiced piano music countless times.

Fu Siyu sat aside and taught her, very patiently.

The music in the room gradually became smooth and beautiful, climbing around the beams and echoing in the quiet snowy night, like a fairy tale hymn.

Shu Wan became more and more excited as she played. It was almost 11:30, and Shu Wan was ready to play another song.

Fu Siyu stretched out his hand to press the keys and looked at Shu Wan, dumbfounded, "Aren't you ready to sleep?"

Shu Wan glanced at the time on Fu Siyu's wrist and said, "Okay, I forgot the time."

"Come on, your bedroom is on the second floor, and the hot water in the bathroom is ready."

"Ah."

Shu Wan stood up and followed Fu Siyu downstairs.

When he arrived at the door of the bedroom, Fu Siyu pointed in the direction of the closet, "There are no women's clothes here. You can only make do with mine. Don't worry, they are all brand new."

"it is good."

Shu Wan said and walked into the bedroom. After taking two steps, Fu Siyu stopped her and asked, hesitantly, "You are not afraid of ghosts, right?"

Shu Wan frowned slightly, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"The ski resort over there," Fu Siyu stopped mid-sentence, "Forget it, it's okay. I'm in the room at the end. The servants are on the first floor. If you need anything, just call me."

After saying that, Fu Siyu glanced at Shu Wan worriedly, then turned and left.

At the door of the bedroom, Shu Wan looked at Fu Siyu's leaving figure with a speechless face. Why did this man only speak half of his words? ?What happened to the ski resort? ?

Fu Siyu had already walked away, so Shu Wan could only hide her curiosity, put on her pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The pajamas were brand new, but because they were Fu Siyu's size, they looked particularly loose on Shu Wan, giving them a different kind of charm.

The room was very warm. Shu Wan dried her hair and went to bed. She habitually turned off the bedside light to sleep.

When the room was completely dark, the jungle illuminated by snow outside the window surrounded Shu Wan from all directions.

Although the floor-to-ceiling windows are an artifact for viewing the scenery, they cannot give people a sense of security in this deep jungle.

Looking at the depths of the jungle that looked like a black hole outside, Fu Siyu's words suddenly appeared in Shu Wan's mind.

What happened to the ski resort? ?

Shu Wan is actually not afraid of ghosts and gods. The human heart is much scarier than ghosts and gods. The main reason why Shu Wan couldn't sleep was that Fu Siyu only spoke half of what he said. She was very curious.

The cold wind suddenly picked up outside, blowing the branches and swaying in the air. The scattered shadows of the trees were projected on the windows, as if human figures were shaking. Shu Wan took her mobile phone and called Fu Siyu.

Fu Siyu seemed to have fallen asleep, and his voice was tired, "What's wrong?"

"You just said, what happened to the ski resort?"

There were a few rustling sounds from Fu Siyu's side, and it was Fu Siyu who lifted up the quilt and got up.

Not long after, Shu Wan's bedroom door was pushed open, and Fu Siyu walked in wearing a coat, "Are you so curious? Why haven't you noticed it before?"

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In fact, Shu Wan would not be curious if someone else was so hesitant to talk to Shu Wan. The main reason was that these words came from Fu Siyu's mouth. If Fu Siyu was hesitant to speak, Shu Wan would be very curious. .

A flash of light flashed in Fu Siyu's eyes, as if he couldn't hold back his smile, "I'm just teasing you, what could happen."

Shu Wan's eyes widened slightly. She was sitting on the bedside. Her large pajamas made her face look as small as the moon. Her eyes were wet, as if stained with morning dew.

Obviously, Shu Wan did not expect that Fu Siyu would make such a joke with her, which slightly subverted Fu Siyu's mature and steady image in her heart, but also made him more lively.

"I have an unkind request. If you don't want to, you can tell me directly." Fu Siyu looked at Shu Wan with a slight smile in his eyes.

"what?"

Fu Siyu turned his head and looked at the sofa not far away, "Can I sleep here? This is a rare opportunity and I want to chat with you for a while."

Fu Siyu expressed his feelings openly and Shu Wan trusted him very much, so Shu Wan naturally had no objection.

"it is good."

Fu Siyu quickly returned to Shu Wan's room with the quilt.

When Shu Wan sleeps, she will leave a small lamp at the end of the bed. The light in the room is very dark, but at least she can see clearly.

Fu Siyu leaned against the sofa and his eyes fell on Shu Wan. She was completely buried in the quilt, with only a little hair sticking out of the quilt.

"Are you sleepy?" Fu Siyu asked.

"Fortunately."

"Seeing that you are interested in piano, I will find you a teacher."

White snow was falling outside the window, the lights in the house were dim, and accompanied by the crackling fire in the fireplace, Fu Siyu and Shu Wan chatted one after another.

I don't know how much time passed, but Shu Wan was already feeling sleepy. Fu Siyu suddenly asked, "Have you ever liked anyone?"

"Which?"

"The love between men and women."

Shu Wan thought for a moment, "No."

Fu Siyu was silent, but Shu Wan asked, "What about you?"

"some."

Shu Wan thought that Fu Siyu should be talking about Fu Yang's biological mother.

After all, if you don't love each other, you won't have a child together.

Fu Siyu had never mentioned Fu Yang's mother, and even Shu Wan was curious and never asked. Now that Fu Siyu had mentioned it, Shu Wan took the initiative and asked, "Then what kind of person is she?" "

"A pretty cute guy."

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Shu Wan suddenly thought of a short video she had shared with Fu Siyu before. It said that if you think a person is handsome, beautiful, rich, and capable, that's okay, but if you think a person is cute, that's it. I really like it.

When Shu Wan heard Fu Siyu describe Fu Yang's biological mother in this way, Shu Wan felt a slight astringency in her heart.

But the astringent feeling disappeared quickly, and Shu Wan herself didn't notice it.

Shu Wan originally wanted to ask where Fu Yang's biological mother was, but she felt it was rude and could only change the topic, "What does it feel like to like someone?"

"When I think of her, I want to laugh."

Fu Siyu was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see his expression, but the smile in his tone was obvious.

The astringent feeling in Shu Wan's heart seemed to be expanding, but she was always good at controlling her emotions, and she soon returned to normal, "Yeah."

The two of them said nothing more and fell into silence for a while. The only sound in the room was the rustling of the fire in the fireplace.