Actually, most are candid shots. Although their looks are beautiful when they pose, they both feel it can't capture the emotions between them.
So, as a result, Zheng Haoyu and Su Nian ended up exhausted. At their request, they went to another room where Su Nian sat upright in front of the guzheng, and Zheng Haoyu held a flute in his hand. Zheng Haoyu looked at the flute in his hand and for the first time felt inadequate; Su Nian could play the guzheng, but he couldn't play the flute.
Su Nian smiled, not minding. She learned the guzheng because her mother liked it, while Zheng Haoyu learned piano and violin.
The wide sleeves draped down from Su Nian's arms, her slender fingers fell on the strings, gently plucking them. The crisp sound burst forth, the tune enchanting and pleasant. For the three little ones, this was the first time seeing Su Nian play the guzheng.
