Perhaps this was the style of decoration a few decades ago.

There are wooden tables, chairs, big beds, and even old bookshelves and rows of books and brushes.

On the large table next to it, there are many copied copybooks and landscape paintings.

Pots of clivia and some orchids that Wanhan couldn't name were placed in hanging bronze baskets and hung on bookshelves and tables.

The polished color of the tabletop where the copybook was copied was obviously different from the tabletops elsewhere. It was obviously caused by frequent practice of calligraphy in front of the table.

None of this surprised Wan Han. When her eyes fell on the wall hanging on the side of the bookshelf, her eyes widened slightly.

There is an old painting hanging on the wall, which is exactly the one Zeng Wanhan saw in the photo on Qin Yichen's cell phone.

The drawing paper had obviously been worn for many years, and the edges were frayed, and even the colors on the drawing had faded and faded.

However, these do not hinder the beauty of the woman in the painting.

When I saw it with my own eyes, Wanhan felt much stronger than when I saw the photos.

Wan Han doesn't know how to draw, so he doesn't understand the color tone and the layout of the scenery at all.

Even so, she could still see that the painting deliberately blurred the building behind the woman and everything around her, and only the characters in the painting were clearly highlighted.

She took two steps forward uncontrollably, bit her lip and looked at the person in the painting intently.

At that moment, for some reason Wan Han suddenly felt very uncomfortable, as if her whole heart was being grasped, and it was so hard for her to breathe.

The people in the painting are so beautiful...

He has a calm appearance, and his clear water eyes contain gentle melancholy. Such soft eyes, like mist and smoke, can easily touch the deepest string in people's hearts.

With slender eyebrows and soft lips, she looks particularly weak, and has a temperament about her that makes people want to pity her from the bottom of her heart.

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On the small open-air balcony extending out of the room, there are many pots of orchids placed on the flower stands.

There are all kinds of orchids, and among the lush greenery, there is a bamboo deck chair.

Standing next to the recliner was a man wearing a butler's uniform. He carefully guarded the man who was over half a year old and had a kind-hearted face lying on the recliner.

The man sitting on the bamboo chair is obviously only a man in his fifties, but he looks ten years older due to the torture of the disease.

The sun in this season on the sea in country A is not very strong.

At this moment, the golden and warm sunshine shined on the entire small open-air balcony, shining on the man lying leisurely on the bamboo chair, giving them a soft light.

That kind of scene is like being sealed in time and frozen forever.

The sound of Wan Han closing the door obviously startled the two people on the small balcony.

The man in the butler's uniform turned around, thinking that the person who came in was a servant. When he saw Wan Han standing in the middle of the room in a daze, the butler immediately changed his expression and whispered: "Master, look quickly..."

The man on the recliner sat up with some difficulty and followed the butler's gaze.

When he saw that person, a strange look appeared on his old and haggard face, and even his cloudy eyes became clear.

Suddenly, he ignored his weak body due to illness and stood up tremblingly, raising his hands to hold on to the bamboo chair, looking at the people standing in the room with nostalgia and dreaming eyes.

At that moment, in the eyes of the old man of the Qin family, time stood still and the air stopped flowing.

Everything around him blurred, except for the person in his eyes.

Here she comes...

Did she come to find him?

For so many years, she has only seen the person in her dreams. Now, is she willing to really appear in front of him...

The old man of the Qin family's eyes turned red, and there were tears in his eyes. His hands holding on to the bamboo chair became tighter and tighter, and his body began to tremble slightly.

For nearly thirty years, he dreamed of her countless times, and every time he woke up, he would sit looking at the painting until dawn.

Now, she was standing in front of him.

He remains youthful and his appearance remains the same as when they parted ways.

For a moment, the old man of the Qin family felt as if he had returned to Zeng Jin's wanton youth, back to the time when the four of them were together.

Across the distance of time and years, such vivid memories kept emerging in his mind, as clear as yesterday.

Su Xin, is that you?

She was standing there, so real...

Tears finally rolled down from Mr. Qin's eyes. After thirty years of spring and autumn, the person he loved the most in his heart and his life was finally back.

"Su Xin...have you come to see me?" The old man of the Qin family smiled and cried, walking towards her with a little staggering steps.

The butler beside him was also shocked at first, but then he realized that the person in front of him could not be Ye Suxin. It could only be the girl named Lin Wanhan that the young master said he had brought back.

However, the old man seemed to have admitted his mistake. The housekeeper raised his hand to help him, but was pushed away by the sick old man of the Qin family.

He didn't need anyone's help, he had to walk there by himself, step by step, to his beloved Su Xin.

In fact, it's not surprising that the old man of the Qin family admitted his mistake, Wan Han looked exactly like the person in the painting.

She was wearing an elegant skirt at this moment. When she stood alone, it was as if she had stepped out of a painting.

Mr. Qin, who missed Wan Han excessively, completely mistook Wan Han for Ye Su Xin.

Wan Han came back to her senses at this moment and was startled by the movement coming from the balcony, taking a step back. Then, she turned around and saw a kind-hearted man walking towards her with tears in her eyes.

She blinked her eyes, looked at the man in the housekeeper's uniform, and then looked at the man in tears, and immediately understood that he was the old man Qin Yichen mentioned.

Not knowing why he was crying, Wan Han felt a little uneasy and hesitated as to what to do.

However, before Mr. Qin came over, Wanhan took a deep breath in order not to be rude, smiled and bowed politely, "Hello, I am Lin Wanhan..."

Her voice was like water and singing, like the tinkling sound of spring water, and the music of jade pendants striking each other, it came so clearly.

It also reached the ears of Mr. Qin, and then... Mr. Qin's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his originally infatuated and nostalgic eyes regained their clarity and rationality.

No...she is not sincere.

Su Xin's voice is not like this. Su Xin's voice has always been timid and weak. Just hearing it makes people want to hug her.

When she was young, she always called herself quietly and shyly: Qin Fang~~Qin Fang.

The old man came to his senses and stood there, staring at Wan Han blankly. Only then did he realize that although they looked similar, they were not the same person at all.
Chapter completed!