Su Yaoguang saw 'Young Master Zizhan' sitting in the corner, far away, as if she had thorns on her body, shaking her head with a smile.
This person turns out to be a scholarly old fellow, even so restrained to share a carriage with a lady. Forget it, stop scaring him, just send him over and leave!
"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Su Yaoguang said, "I heard your music before, you're great at playing. How long have you been learning the instrument?"
'Young Master Zizhan'—Zhou Wangshu glanced at her through the veil and spoke lightly, "Since I was young, ten years now."
"Aren't you quite young then?" Su Yaoguang curiously took a glance at him.
She could vaguely see a pair of beautiful eyes, their shape seemed somewhat familiar, but before she could clearly see them, he turned his head away, avoiding her gaze.
Su Yaoguang murmured, "Really easy to get shy."
Even more like a big girl than her.
