"You look like he was seventy percent like when he was young." Behind the white veil was a candle lamp, and a woman sat at the top of the candle lamp. I don't know if the room was too dark and I couldn't see her overall appearance clearly, but from this sound, she should be a woman with a very beautiful appearance.

"Then you can take a look at it now." Ren Shaohua sat down opposite her.

The woman was stunned, "Don't you plan to come back in the future?"

Ren Shaohua nodded, "I want to go and see the world and go to complete the things my father didn't finish back then."

"But that incident was only once, and it has passed. With his passing, many things in the world have changed drastically." The woman pondered, with a sadness in her words.

"Then let this matter leave no regrets." Ren Shaohua said lightly.

After a moment of tranquility, the woman chuckled and said, "You have really changed a lot."

"I've changed?" Ren Shaohua was puzzled, and seemed to be asking himself.

"If you used to be a surging river that could crush a huge rock below, now you are a calm lake with no sharp edge." The woman stretched out a silver hairpin and picked up the wick, and the sleepy candlelight jumped slightly, but even so, the candlelight still couldn't illuminate the woman's face.

"My sharpness is still there, but it is no longer revealed at any time." Ren Shaohua smiled, "But if you think so, I don't object."

"That's your youth, don't you feel pity?"

"If a person wants to keep sinking into the past, it is a ridiculous thing." Ren Shaohua shook his head.

"I was suddenly curious about what you have experienced over the years." The woman suddenly laughed, her voice as pleasant as a silver bell.

"Ride a boat and cultivate one's nature on a lake." Ren Shaohua said calmly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"You have lived a comfortable life on the lake, but have you ever considered the women in this city? Their boudoir has nowhere to live. Many people have wasted their great youth over the years and missed the most suitable age for marriage."

"I drowned for three thousand times, and I only take a scoop of drinks. People who are suitable can always meet them." Ren Shaohua reached out and picked up a glass of water on the ground.

"Where is yours?" the woman asked.

"I'm waiting for me on the first floor. Do you want to meet me?" Ren Shaohua drank all the glass of water.

"No need, I will pray silently with you." The woman's words were full of desolation. "I haven't walked out of the second floor of Huiyu Building for many years and took a step down the stairs, and I have gradually gotten used to the days of sitting here withered sitting."

"Then do I want to ask her to come up to see you? After all, getting married requires worship..."

"If you are really happy, you don't need these old-fashioned and complicated documents, just talk about the serious matters." The woman waved her hand and interrupted him.

"Okay." Ren Shaohua sighed, "The end of my trip is Luoyang."

"Luoyang?" There was a strong fluctuation in the woman's words.

"When I was a child, I often heard you say that you had an old friend far away in Luoyang, and since you wanted to stay here, I wonder if there was something I needed to take with me?" Ren Shaohua asked.

"Thank you, I still remember this after so many years." The woman picked up the candlelight on the ground and stood up slowly. "I have old friends in Luoyang who are worried about it, but I haven't seen each other for a long time." After that, she turned around and searched behind for a while. Wherever the candlelight lights were all there were a wide range of classical instruments and various strange cosmetic boxes. After a while, she took out a gorgeous and slender box and sat back on her original position. Then she unboxed and took out a mask.

The mask is incomplete and can only cover the right half of the face. It is black and red in shape. At first glance, it looks like a butterfly's wings, but an inch of dead grass has emerged in the corner of the mask.

"What is this?" Ren Shaohua said in confusion.

"This mask is called 'Cuncao'. Legend has it that there is a fragrant grass turning into a butterfly, but it is left an inch on its wings, just so that those who often pick it in the past still remember what it originally looked like." The woman smiled, "I won't say much about the story of this mask. Please go to the Sunset Pavilion in Luoyang to find a man who showed his half face and handed it over to him."

Ren Shaohua took the mask and showed an ambiguous smile, "You put such a small mask in such a big box. It seems that this mask is very important in your heart. Or there are other things there."

"These are both. Things that should be together should be put together." The woman opened the box and took out a folding fan that could not be seen clearly, as well as a guqin that was as beautiful as jade.

"Lock the fog fan, clear the zither." Ren Shaohua whispered softly.

"Yes. This was something that Brother Yue Ping and I carried with me when they were young. Now they are not used for a long time. It would be better to pass it on to you." The woman threw the fog fan to him.

"They all said that my fan with more than a hundred needles was too strong and it was not elegant at all. Now that I finally got a fan of elegance, I took it. As for this piano..." Ren Shaohua took the fog fan and looked at the Qinghuo Qin on the table, "My piano is cold and lonely, it is not suitable for me."

"Who said I'm going to give it to you?" The woman smiled slightly, "Of course it's to, the girl waiting for you downstairs."

"Ali?"

"I have heard her piano sound. She came to Ancheng back then, as if she was looking for someone." The woman pushed the piano in front of him, "This Qinghuo Qin is perfect for her piano skills."

"But this piano is for you..." Ren Shaohua didn't know what to say.

"Good birds choose trees to live in. Instead of covering this thing with dust, it is better to pass it on to the right person and shine again." The woman smiled, "When I see the piano, I will just treat it as a gift I gave her. Go on, since you have chosen her, you must treat her well."

"Then, take care of it." Ren Shaohua picked up Qin and turned around.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

"What?" Ren Shaohua stopped.

"Since you have a wife, tell the girls in Lin'an City and let them put aside their thoughts about you. Let them get married if they should be married. You can't waste their whole life."

"How to tell?"

"Just like when you first came to Ancheng."

"Yes." After Ren Shaohua replied, he didn't look back.

"This is the last goodbye." After he left, the woman smiled, and her figure did not move at all.

As soon as Ren Shaohua walked downstairs of Huiyu, he saw Qiu Huiyu alone, and Liu Yili was gone. He looked up at Qiu Huiyu, "Where is Ali?"
Chapter completed!