Ning Dao Covered with Snow

Chapter 14 The Dead Return
At this time, Uncle Jiu came in with hot tea.

He placed three cups of hot tea next to the three people, then lowered his head and walked away.

Xiao Wang picked up the teacup, opened the lid, lowered his eyes to look at the clear tea soup, and spoke slowly.

“The song is ‘Returning People’.”

Yan Ciwan thought about it carefully and said, "I have never heard of this song. Who composed it?"

"This is a song I composed casually when I was free. I have never told anyone else about it. It is normal that Second Mother has never heard of it."

Yan Ciwan suddenly realized, and immediately showed an expression of admiration, praising sincerely: "Liu Lang is so talented, he can compose such a beautiful song with just a simple composition, Er Niang admires him very much!"

Xiao Wang raised his eyes to look at her and asked, "What do you think is good about this song?"

"The melody is simple and desolate, melodious and free-flowing. At first listen, it gives people a sense of being indifferent to everything and having clear aspirations. But after listening carefully, one can also feel a trace of reluctance hidden in the heart of the composer, as if there is a knot in his heart that cannot be untied..."

When Yan Ciwan said this, he realized belatedly that he seemed to have spoken too much to someone he had just met, and he smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, maybe I'm overthinking it, Liu Lang, don't take it to heart."

Xiao Wang looked at her steadily: "You seem to like this song very much."

Yan Ciwan nodded, not hiding his love at all.

"Yes!"

Seeing the two of them chatting harmoniously, Chao Yuanzhi became more and more anxious.

He didn't want the two to continue getting along so well, so he interrupted and asked, "Why is it named "Returning Man"? Is it because Liu Lang has been traveling abroad for many years and misses his hometown?"

Xiao Wang gently put down the teacup and answered in a calm voice.

"The living are passers-by, the dead are returnees."

Chao Yuanzhi automatically continued the second half: "The world is a strange place, and we share the sorrow of the eternal dust. So this is what returning home means. Liu Lang has a broad vision, and it is me who is narrow-minded."

Xiao Wang smiled faintly: "Uncle, please don't tease me." Yan Ciwan looked ahead in a trance, his mind full of the song, and he muttered to himself unconsciously.

"The dead are...returnees. The dead return peacefully...so that's how it is."

"Second Mother, what are you mumbling about?" Chao Yuanzhi suddenly spoke.

Yan Ciwan came back to her senses. She first glanced at Xiao Wang, and then said, "I really like this piece of music. I wonder if Liu Lang can teach me the music score?"

After she finished speaking, her cheeks flushed slightly and she looked very shy, but her eyes were filled with anticipation.

He frowned at Yuanzhi and said unhappily, "Don't push your luck. This is Liu Lang's song. How can you spread it around casually?"

Then he turned his head to look at Xiao Wang and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Second Lady is always like this. She gets curious about anything new she sees, and when the novelty wears off, she will forget about it. Liu Lang, don't pay attention to it. Have some tea."

Yan Ciwan tried to defend herself: "I really like "Returning People", I really want to learn this song!"

He glared at Yuanzhi and reprimanded her in a deep voice: "Alright, Liu Lang may be easy to talk to, but you have to know your limits. Why should I teach you the music I worked so hard to create? You've stayed here long enough, go back to your Tingfeng Courtyard!"

Yan Ciwan pursed her lips, feeling very unwilling.

But what Chao Yuanzhi said does make sense. Why should he teach her the song that she had worked so hard to write?

But she was unwilling to give up.

In that strange dream, she turned into a ghost and saw things that would happen in the future. Finally, she was able to come back to life after hearing the piano piece "Returning People".

She wasn't sure if the same thing would happen again.

If she becomes a ghost again, how can she save herself?
She can't always wait for Xiao Wang to play the piano. What if Xiao Wang never plays the piano again? Wouldn't she never be able to come back to life?

This is a matter of life and death, so it is safer to keep such an important piece of music in your own hands.

(End of this chapter)