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After wrapping themselves in their coats, the group left the unpleasant place.
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"Hey, you're back. How was your night shift last night? Did you have fun?"
The executioners, who had gotten up early to shovel snow, greeted everyone warmly, but to their surprise, they all seemed rather listless.
Luo Fan nodded with a wry smile: "Well, it's alright. We had some fun, but I don't know if we were happy."
"Huh? What's wrong? Did you really run into a thief?"
"No, it's just that we encountered something more troublesome than a thief."
Luo Fan waved his hand, seemingly unwilling to say anything more, and then took Ying Que's hand and walked up the stairs on his own.
Before going upstairs, he called out again.
"The bar is closed in the mornings during this period. If it's Rosalia, let her in and tell her I'm taking a break!"
"Aww! I get it!"
Only after the executioner responded did he feel relieved enough to go upstairs.
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PS: Playback...
After taking off her coat, Yingque collapsed onto the bed.
"I'm so sleepy. I didn't sleep all night and have to stay in a state of high tension. It feels just as exhausting as the time before the college entrance exam..."
Although it was only for one night.
"Go to sleep if you're tired, there's still plenty of time, and we don't need to work at a high intensity anyway."
Luo Fan was about to change his clothes, while Ying Que simply took off his coat and sweater and lay down in bed.
Indeed, Luo Fan was quite understanding of her relatively poor health.
......
For some reason, Luo Fan felt a tickle in his ears.
Is someone playing the violin next door?
"Yingque, can you hear that? Someone is playing music."
Luo Fan wanted to ask Ying Que, but she seemed to have already fallen asleep...
That's strange. I don't think I misheard; there really was the sound of a violin.
It seemed to be coming from next door, but it also felt so close, like it was right next to me...
It's a wonderful feeling—soothing, melancholic, and classically styled, yet this music brings Luo Fan a sense of physical and mental comfort.
Perhaps it's because the performer is highly skilled?
It wasn't too noisy, and it might even have a good sleep-inducing effect. After changing his clothes, Luo Fan planned to go to bed to rest.
......
“Click, click.”
......
I was instantly wide awake.
He heard it clearly: the sound of the lock on the window.
Although it's winter now, the lock isn't outside, so it couldn't have been blown out by the wind. The windows are also of good quality, so it's unlikely that the wind would cause vibrations and noise.
"Click-clack click-clack..."
Damn it, the lock opened by itself!
On the clasp, you can also see a dark gold rod...
P.S.: This music will be used again in the next chapter.
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PS: The background music from the previous chapter continues.
Now things are getting interesting. A dark gold stick somehow slipped through the window and pried open the lock. But because of Yingque's arrival, Luo Fan had already hidden the pistol under his pillow. Now, he has nothing to protect himself.
"Prosperity and deficiency, prosperity and deficiency, wake up!"
Luo Fan reached out and shook the other person in an attempt to wake them up, but Ying Que only shook gently a few times with Luo Fan's movements and did not react at all.
"Damn it!"
The latch opened, followed by a soft creaking sound—an ominous sign...
The window was opened...
......
The violin music grew louder and louder, still melodious, like listening to celestial music, yet the man felt dizzy and disoriented, his vision blurring, as if he were about to fall into a state of imbalance.
But he held back, remaining clear-headed, determined to at least see what happened next.
......
Good morning, sir...
In a daze, a woman's gentle and melodious voice reached my ears. Although I didn't know where it came from, it was like a concrete manifestation of some beautiful idea in my heart, making me feel intoxicated.
But Luo Fan knew very well that this was not the voice of the girls, nor was it the voice of Ying Que; this voice did not belong to anyone he knew.
The high-pressure state of his habit kept him alert; he knew he shouldn't let his guard down now.
He sat up and walked to a spot where he could see out the window as much as possible.
Unexpectedly, the cold wind did not get in, the tabletop was not wet by the snow, and he himself did not feel cold at all.
But he finally got a clear view of what was happening outside the window...
An unnamed woman sat on her windowsill, her eyes slightly closed, leaning against the gold-embroidered edge, her hands resting on her zither with composure, seemingly immersed in her own music; her flowing shawl partially obscured her profile, and even without seeing her full face, one could still marvel at her unparalleled elegance and grace.
This music seems like a common man lamenting his life's frustrations and unfulfilled ambitions, or like a woman who has wandered away for years, unable to express the bitterness in her heart, and can only suppress her thoughts with the strings of her instrument.
Her long pink hair and dark gold headdress fluttered in the cold wind, seemingly unconcerned, as if the owner had absolute confidence in their quality.
Apart from her long, white hair and snow-white skin, everything about her was in dark gold, simple and clear, without any fancy embellishments, yet it perfectly reflected the owner's temperament.
Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that what she is using is not just an ordinary harp bow, but more like a rapier...
......
"How did you like the morning lullaby, sir?"
She opened her eyes, rested the zither slightly on her shoulder, and looked at the still-stunned man with a smile, seemingly enjoying his surprise.
Lofan had to admit that he was so captivated by the music that he didn't feel the same obvious hostility he had towards Rosalia, even though he didn't even know her.
He stared at the unfamiliar girl without answering.
Seemingly anticipating the other's concerns, the girl smiled gently, turned sideways, and climbed over the window to sit in front of Luo Fan's window, facing inwards.
“Shen’a, or you may call me by your own language, Shen’a, that is also fine.”
She stopped playing and nodded slightly to Luo Fan in front of her to show her goodwill.
Se-na, yet another completely unfamiliar name...
The girl slowly got up and stepped into Luo Fan's room, pacing back and forth in the not-so-spacious space. One could notice a faint tremor in her neck, as if she were sensing every breath in the room.
"It's the minimalist style I like, with gray tones, which complements my music style, doesn't it?"
She seemed to be the only person in the room, completely ignoring Luo Fan and Ying Que.
However, Yingque is asleep now, so he can't see it.
Luo Fan tried to shake Ying Que to wake him up, but it had no effect; it was as comforting as if he had taken a sleeping pill.
The girl glanced in this direction and smiled, "There's no need to try to wake her, sir. She won't wake up before I leave. But she's already exhausted, so even after I leave, she might still need to rest for a while. After all... you worked so hard last night."
"...So who exactly are you, how did you get up here, and how did you pick the lock on my window?"
Luo Fan only wanted to know this much; apart from the name Shen'a, he knew absolutely nothing about her.
However, her playing did not stop; she continued pacing back and forth, immersed in her own rhythm while also answering Luo Fan's questions.
She closed her eyes again, seemingly lost in thought...
"Emmmm....Me? I'm Shina. But if you're referring to other information, well, we're of the opposite sex after all. Getting to know each other is always a gradual process. If we revealed all our feelings for each other from the beginning, what suspense would there be?"
"...If the intro is not performed successfully, I will choose to skip it."
"But my performance was quite successful, wasn't it? If it were someone else, you would definitely call them over right away, right?"
"......indeed."
He did not immediately feel hostile towards the other party, and the other party did not show any malicious behavior towards him.
It was just "a newly written gift to you."
As the music ended, Shina bowed deeply, giving Luo Fan a proper curtain call.
"How about I name this new piece of music after you?"
“We have only just met, and I know nothing about you. I am afraid I am not worthy of such an honor.”
Seeing that the other party was not armed, Luo Fan glanced at the wardrobe beside him and decided to let it go.
"However, if you absolutely must, would you like your real name or a pseudonym?"
If this exchange could be made more amicable, that would be nice, but amicable is contingent on neither side carrying weapons.
Although the bow looked a lot like a rapier...
The girl was not displeased by Luo Fan's attitude and maintained her natural smile: "Of course, artists also have stage names, it's all up to you."
What can I get in return for my honesty?
“This is not an exchange, sir. I know we are about the same age. ‘Sir’ is a respectful title. This new piece of music is my sincere gift. Your honesty is not something I have received in return, but rather a gift that will benefit me for a lifetime.”
Luo Fan did not choose to continue the conversation, deciding to continue observing the other party's attitude.
The girl continued, "I'm not here to spread malicious intent, sir. I know what you need now, and I know what you will face in the future, and I can provide you with the assistance you need in any way..."
P.S.: Regarding Shina's image, I can only say it's too erotic. Shuke definitely couldn't post it. Everyone just needs to search for "Shina demo" on Bilibili (remember to add a space) to find the answer they want. Anyway, my wife is all I need ().
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What do I need now? What will I face in the future? Can you provide the help I need?
Luo Fan had to carefully consider the meaning behind the other person's words, and he couldn't yet determine whether it was a joke. He didn't even know why she could understand what he needed now and what he would face in the future.
"So what do you think I need right now?"
This is a relatively simple question, and the answers cover a wide range of topics, but even if you're just guessing, you still need to have some basic understanding of yourself.
As she said, etiquette dictates that before engaging in negotiations with another party, one should at least have a basic understanding of each other.
Although he knew absolutely nothing about Se-na...
The girl raised her head, plucked a few strings, and whispered, "Wild Mall."
"!!!"
This is indeed one of the problems he is currently facing.
Luo Fan's eyebrows twitched very slightly for a moment, which Shi Na also noticed. Naturally, that smile reappeared on her exquisitely beautiful face.
Am I right, sir?
She asked the question knowing the answer already, and she seemed quite pleased with herself.
"What else do you know about that place?"
Since the other party has a solution, perhaps we can try listening to it first.
It seems that even the question about the name from earlier has been forgotten by Luo Fan...
"What I know is what you know, sir. You saw it last night, didn't you?"
Her confident demeanor made Luo Fan somewhat suspicious. What exactly was her bargaining chip that allowed her to speak to him with such confidence?