I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 600 Playing Chopin’s Nocturne for You

"Your clothes are all wet. You need to change quickly, or you'll catch a cold."

Chu Qingmian put a little more force on the back of his hand, gave him a soothing look, then stood up and said:

"Butler Han, please take him to change his clothes."

After she said this, Su Chengyi became more certain of his speculation.

Yes, this guy definitely did it on purpose.

She must have also noticed the slightly weird atmosphere at the moment and realized that the request made by the Chu family was indeed quite rude, but the weird thing about this matter was that it was in the gray area in the middle.

To be honest, I felt a little uncomfortable, but it was far from the point of being mad and resisting.

Moreover, with the previous chess game and calligraphy as a foundation, this request seems even more reasonable and there is no problem.

Apart from the person who made the request and the one who laid the groundwork for this step early on, everyone else was relatively innocent and had no ill intentions.

Therefore, although Chu Qingmian's position must be consistent with Su Chengyi's, she couldn't directly reject this request on his behalf.

What's more, with Su Chengyi's personality, considering her, even if he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he would endure it and agree to her request for her sake and would not let the already awkward atmosphere become even colder.

When Chu Qingmian picked up the teacup, he had already made the decision in his heart.

Of course, she also knew that not only Su Chengyi could see that her behavior was intentional, at least Wei Peilan on the other side could definitely see it as well.

But it is not important.

She just needs to maintain her superficial decency. It doesn't matter whether it is visible or not.

It is important that she reiterates and reaffirms her position.

Su Chengyi is her standpoint.

"Okay, miss."

Butler Han rushed over just as the teacup broke. He first checked to see if anyone was hurt by the broken pieces of porcelain. When he found no one was hurt, his nervous heart relaxed a little.

"Master Su, please come over here with me. I will help you change your clothes."

Su Chengyi withdrew his gaze from Chu Qingmian and nodded.

Two nannies followed behind Butler Han, one holding a broom and dustpan, and the other holding a mop and towel, waiting for them to move aside so that they could clean the floor.

Su Chengyi stood up and looked at Chu Qingmian who was standing behind the sofa.

After being stared at by him for so long, she finally seemed to feel a little guilty about lying, and now she had quietly moved her gaze away with what she thought was a very covert move.

"Master Su, come this way."

Butler Han interrupted Su Chengyi's death stare at the right time and raised his hand to signal.

Su Chengyi had no choice but to slowly retract his gaze. With the last ray of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Chu Qingmian standing with his hands behind his back, with the corners of his mouth curled up to reveal a triumphant smile.

The dressing room is on the right-hand corner of the second floor, with many home casual clothes neatly stacked, mostly for overnight guests.

Butler Han opened the closet door on the other side and asked:
"Master Su, this size L should be a good fit. If you like something looser, go for the XL. Please choose a color you like?"

"it is good."

Su Chengyi thought about it and picked out a gray sports suit. It was a plain color and had no decoration. It was the simplest style, but the fabric felt very comfortable.

"You change first, I'll wait for you outside the door."

Butler Han nodded, then turned and went out, closing the door politely.

Su Chengyi leaned against the chair and looked down at the condition of his suit.

Miss Chu obviously had a plan when she pretended to trip.

First of all, the broken pieces of the cup will not hurt anyone if they fly around at the spot where the cup breaks.

Second, although the tea in the cup was very hot, it would not cause harm if it did not come into direct contact with the skin - she should have deliberately waited a little longer after pouring the tea.

Third, after the fake accident happened, she used a series of smooth and seamless moves, not giving others a chance to interrupt, and had already arranged a way to deal with it.

He was wet and needed to change his clothes immediately, so he naturally couldn't continue playing the erhu. By the time he came out after changing his clothes, she must have found a way to change the subject and quietly let the matter go.

Su Chengyi took off his shirt. The skin where the tea had soaked it was slightly red, but not painful. There was a slight smell of bitter tea leaves all around.

It really is.
Su Chengyi lowered his eyes, feeling a little complicated for some reason.

Miss Chu is obviously very experienced in dealing with such things. She has probably been fighting wits and courage in this way since she was a child.

I looked around but there were no comrades. I was walking alone.

After Su Chengyi left as instructed by Butler Han, the living room became so quiet except for the faint sounds of two nannies sweeping and mopping the floor that even the sound of the hands of the wall clock turning could be clearly heard.

“Click, click.”

After their emotions had cooled down, everyone else realized that the unexpected incident wasn't actually that unexpected, and they all felt a little shocked for a moment.

Come to think of it, I am such a cheap person, it’s as if I have never heard of the erhu!
He didn't even think about who the guest was today and what his status was.

Most of the time, Chu Qingmian is the well-behaved little girl in the Chu family's impression, but she occasionally reveals her true face as the heir.

For example, now, she looks like a serious young lady, with a polite smile but the smile is not as deep as her eyes.

Only at this time will everyone deeply realize that she is indeed the daughter of Chu Yuanjiang and Wei Peilan.

At this point, even the nanny has become very cautious when mopping the floor.

As a nanny in the Chu family, it is usually very easy and comfortable, but the lady has returned home recently, and the nannies are so miserable that their desire to resign has reached its highest peak in many years.

What’s more, the old lady is here today, so it’s no exaggeration to say that it’s hell mode.

The nannies were about to rub sparks from the wooden floor, fearing that leaving a few drops of tea would be criticized by these two living devils, which would be almost like an announcement of their dismissal.

The only good news is that the eldest daughter is also there. The nannies always have a kind and motherly heart towards Chu Qingmian, because they all know that in this family, the eldest daughter is the only truly kind and good-hearted person.

"Auntie Wu, Auntie Wang, the porcelain pieces are sharp, so be careful with your hands."

Chu Qingmian added in a gentle tone.

Her words sounded like a reminder, but in fact, the nanny was definitely more skilled in doing housework than she was, so she was just conveying a message to the two of them in a tactful way - my mom is going to get impatient soon, hurry up!!!

"Okay lady."

The two nannies quickly stood up, bent over and walked away backwards, their legs almost covered in sparks.

Chu Qingmian adjusted her skirt, raised her eyes and said with a smile:
"He's gone to change his clothes. What song do you want to hear? I'll play it."

It didn't seem strange for her to ask this question at this time, because it was a common practice at the Chu family's family banquets or gatherings.

As we all know, Chu Qingmian plays the piano very well.

She has won many awards, big and small, both at home and abroad, and famous judges have praised her highly, saying that she has both talent and hard work, a trait that is rare in a century.

Chu Yuanjiang himself has no artistic talent, so of course he is very proud of this. He spent a lot of money to customize a Steinway piano and put it in the living room. This way it is very convenient for visiting guests to enjoy his daughter's piano playing.

Wei Peilan also started learning piano since she was a child. She demands the same precision and accuracy from herself in playing as adjusting a mechanical pointer. Even though her technique is impeccable, some teachers have tactfully pointed out that piano requires the performer to put in emotion and immerse himself in the atmosphere. Otherwise, no matter how good the performance is, it will not move people and will lose the most important appeal of instrumental performance.

Wei Peilan gave up playing the piano from that time, but Chu Qingmian did very well in this area.

She has always been an emotional child. Even when she was young, she raised her short hands and stepped on the piano stool. She had difficulty pressing the keys, but the song "Summer" she played casually could make her piano teacher smile knowingly.

"It's a rare talent. Don't worry, I'm not saying this just for your sake."

The teacher said:

"She is gifted in every way. I know it will be hard for her to pursue a career in art, but I can assure you that if she wants to, she will be able to achieve something."

This piano teacher was well-known for his strictness in the circle, and Wei Peilan had never heard of him giving such a high evaluation to any other child.

Indeed, the meaning of a child’s existence is the continuation of his parents’ lives.

Wei Peilan thought so and nodded to thank the teacher.

At that time, the little girl who was happily enjoying the notes leaping out from her fingers certainly didn't know that the black and white keys in front of her would accompany her for more than ten years.

I have to admit that I couldn't help but have the urge to burn it, especially when I made mistakes continuously in one measure. I was so angry that I wanted to throw myself and the piano, and I felt like I didn't want to touch the piano again in my life.

But in the end, she just learned it by stumbling.

Until the teachers in the circle no longer felt that they were qualified to be called "teacher" by her, because there was nothing left to teach. If they wanted to improve in the future, they could only rely on their own understanding.

Looking back, it seemed that from that day on, the piano truly became her "friend".

"Boom."

Chu Qingmian lifted her skirt, sat down on the piano stool, and reached out to gently press the piano keys.

It seems like I haven't played the piano for a while, she thought.

I have been busy with company and school matters these days, and touching the cold piano keys now feels like meeting an old friend I haven't seen for a long time, making me want to sigh.

However, after so many years, she has become very proficient at it. Sometimes she would even be distracted halfway through playing, but could still complete the piece by relying on muscle memory. Not surprisingly, she received a lot of sighs and shakes of the heads of laymen and thunderous applause.

Facing the extremely familiar expectant gazes from others, she lightly raised her fingertips, and smooth notes flowed out like a stream, blending into the night outside the window.

This was the scene Su Chengyi saw when he changed his clothes and returned to the living room.

The girl was wearing a white dress. The moonlight outside the window shone through the screen and fell beside her. The piano notes seemed faintly visible surrounding her, like fluttering butterflies.

Su Chengyi stopped and looked carefully.

She played Chopin's Nocturne in E-flat major, Op.9 No.2, a very classic piece.

Su Chengyi had heard many versions of this famous song known all over the world performed by famous composers before, but the version played by Chu Qingmian was different.

Whenever the eldest lady sits down at the piano, the scene in front of her will be coated with a layer of dreamy filter, making people wonder if they are dreaming.

Because it's so unreal.

Even if the girl's eyelashes are so fine that you can count them in the moonlight, even if you have just held her fingers, even if you know the depth of her dimples when she smiles better than anyone else.

This scene will still make you feel it is unreal, because it is so beautiful that it is not suitable to appear in this world.

So, Su Chengyi just stood there quietly, looking at her profile from afar.

Obviously, everyone else present had the same feeling as him. At this moment, the family dinner, with everyone having their own thoughts, temporarily forgot its original purpose.

It seemed as if everyone came to this villa at night just to listen to the girl in front of them playing a nocturne quietly.

That's it.

Compared with Chopin, Su Chengyi usually listens to Bach more, but there is no doubt that in this situation, the "Nocturne in E-flat major Op.9 No.2" is the most suitable one. Even the moonlight tonight can only serve as a accompaniment for the young lady.

When playing to the climax of the whole piece in the last section, the melody at the end of the C section gradually increases from the middle range to the high range, and the fast sixteenth note pattern is weakened in the continuous repetition until it ends with the swaying main chord texture.

Su Chengyi had never seen such a fitting treatment of this melody, and Chu Qingmian did it with such ease.

Su Chengyi couldn't help but think that the eldest lady was indeed very suitable for playing nocturnes, because she could easily play the piano in a romantic and poetic way, and Chopin was famous for his nickname "Piano Poet".

When the last note fell, everyone present briefly forgot their own identities and just applauded sincerely as an audience for such a wonderful performance.

Su Chengyi continued to walk towards the living room amid the applause, his eyes still on Chu Qingmian who stood up to express his gratitude.

She lifted her skirt and curtseyed in a formal manner.

It is said that he learned it from watching the Snow White cartoon when he was a child.

Thinking of this, Su Chengyi was about to laugh when he saw an obvious red mark on her finger.

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It was quite similar to the red color he had just seen on his body, but it looked much more serious. One could tell at a glance that he was feeling a burning pain.

Obviously, he got scalded when the tea was poured on him just now.

So, Chu Qingmian just endured such pain and completed the stunning "Nocturne in E-flat major Op.9 No.2".

Su Chengyi raised his eyes and met her gaze from afar. His smile was as bright as ever, like spring sunshine.

For some reason, Su Chengyi felt that the red marks on his body began to hurt slightly.

(End of this chapter)