After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 17: The Sweetness and Tears of Ice Cream

"What were you doing sneaking around outside just now? Were you trying to spy on some secret?"

His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of teasing, as if every word was swirling in the air and drilling into Sang Shuwan's ears.

Sang Shuwan's cheeks flushed slightly, and the blush was like a rose blooming in the morning, delicate and moving. She waved her hands hastily and said innocently, "Oh, I was just passing by and was attracted by the music. Don't get me wrong. I was like a little bee attracted by nectar, and I just couldn't help but get close to this wonderful source."

"Well, okay. I'll believe what you said for now." Jiang Cimu responded softly. His low and magnetic voice seemed to carry a different charm, like an ancient bell echoing in a quiet temple, long and profound.

"You play the piano so well, can you teach me? I really want to be able to weave such wonderful dreams on the piano keys with my fingers like you." Sang Shuwan's eyes were full of anticipation, and the look in his eyes was like a child longing for candy, pure and ardent, and the light in his eyes seemed to be able to light up the whole world.

"Want to learn?" Jiang Cimu raised his eyebrows, and a barely perceptible cunning flashed in his eyes, like a meteor flashing across the night sky.

"Master, please teach me this amazing skill as soon as possible! I am willing to be your most devout disciple and follow you through all the obstacles on the road of music." Sang Shuwan nodded continuously, looking so adorable, like a well-behaved kitten acting coquettishly to its owner.

"Okay... But you have to agree to one condition of mine." Jiang Cimu stood up slowly, his movements were graceful and calm, like a nobleman walking out of an ancient painting. He walked towards Sang Shuwan with graceful steps, each step seemed to have a rhythm, and there was a hint of elusive meaning in his eyes, like a mist, making people want to explore the mystery.

"What conditions?" Sang Shuwan watched him approach step by step. His heartbeat unconsciously quickened a few beats. He swallowed nervously, and a slight "gurgling" sound came from his throat, like a ripple on the surface of a calm lake.

"You..." Jiang Cimu gently pushed Sang Shuwan to the wall. Sang Shuwan subconsciously hugged her arms, as if this would give her some sense of security. There was a hint of fear in her eyes, like a frightened deer, which was lovable.

"I just want to learn to play the piano. You don't want to... bully me?" Sang Shuwan's voice trembled slightly, and every word was like a fallen leaf in the wind, swaying unsteadily.

The expression on Jiang Cimu's face collapsed instantly, and he burst into a hearty laugh. "Hahahaha! Of course I won't. I was just thinking, my condition is that you treat me to strawberry ice cream! In this hot summer, nothing can make people feel more happy and satisfied than a piece of strawberry ice cream."

"Oh, after all this fuss, you just did it for an ice cream! I thought it was a huge problem." Sang Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief and said in a pretended angry tone, the smile on his face was as bright and beautiful as a rainbow after the rain.

"What else? What do you think I want to do? This is a pure transaction. I am a gentleman and I don't have those messy thoughts." Jiang Cimu rolled his eyes, looking a bit childish, like a naughty little boy playing tricks.

"Okay, okay, I promise you. You really are like a child. You're so fussy just for a bite of ice cream." Sang Shuwan shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, with a hint of doting in that smile.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open by a group of people. The sound startled the two of them. Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu looked at the group of uninvited guests at the door in astonishment. The leader was a man wearing a gorgeous brocade robe. His clothes were embroidered with exquisite gold thread patterns, which sparkled brightly in the sun. He had a belt inlaid with various gems tied around his waist. He looked very rich. Behind him followed a few servants who lowered their heads, but their eyes showed a hint of curiosity and expectation.

"Oh, we waited for such a long time and didn't even get to kiss! This is really disappointing. I thought I could see a wonderful show." The servant shouted with disappointment on his face, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.

"That's right." A man who looked like a servant also echoed the complaint, with a helpless look on his face.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Cimu's face darkened instantly, and his eyes revealed a majestic aura, like a sky covered with dark clouds, which made people feel depressed. His voice was low and stern, like rolling thunder, echoing in the room.

"This is too outrageous! How could you break in without permission?" Sang Shuwan also frowned and said dissatisfiedly. There was a hint of anger in her eyes, like a burning flame.

"Humph, you guys are going too far!" Jiang Cimu shouted angrily, ready to rush over. His hands were clenched into fists, and the veins on his arms were slightly bulging, as if they would burst at any time.

The group of people saw that the situation was not good, and turned around and ran away in fear. "Run! Run! Young Master Jiang is angry! If we are caught by him, we will be in trouble!"

Their voices were filled with fear and their footsteps were hurried and panic-stricken, like a group of hares being chased by hunters.

Jiang Cimu chased after him, leaving Sang Shuwan standing there shaking her head helplessly and sighing. "Hey, what's going on? A good morning was ruined by these people." Her eyes were filled with helplessness and fatigue, like a traveler who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

After a while, Jiang Cimu came back with a look of lingering anger on his face. His brows were slightly furrowed, and there was still a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"These servants are getting more and more presumptuous! How dare they pry into my privacy like this? They must be taught a lesson."

"Hehe, I don't think this matter is that serious. No one is perfect. Besides, we are innocent. They may just be curious for a moment and have no ill intentions." Sang Shuwan persuaded softly, with a hint of tenderness and understanding in her eyes, like a clear spring, which could calm the anger in Jiang Cimu's heart.

"Hmph, they are lucky. If I catch them again next time, I will not let them off easily!" Jiang Cimu said while waving his fist. The fist drew an arc in the air, carrying a deterrent force.

The servants nodded rapidly.

"Master Jiang, it was that servant who came here to peek instead of working. We were just trying to see what he was doing, otherwise you wouldn't have been disturbed by us so easily. You see how bad your temper is, it's hurting your body." Servant A said bravely, with a flattering smile on his face, secretly looking at Jiang Cimu's face. "That's right, it's all his fault, he got us into trouble. Next time he comes to watch the fun, I'll smash his head." Servant B pointed at a servant next to him and said, with a hint of complaint in his eyes.

The room was filled with noise as everyone was complaining about the culprit.

"Okay, okay, this won't happen again." Then everyone dispersed.

"Then do you still have time to teach me to play the piano? I can't wait to start learning." Sang Shuwan looked at Jiang Cimu with a hint of expectation in his eyes, like a child waiting for a gift.

"Of course...but, accompany me to eat ice cream first. At this depressing moment, only strawberry ice cream can make me feel better." Jiang Cimu's expression eased a little, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.

"Okay, it's a deal. Let's go quickly. I don't want to see you frowning all the time." Sang Shuwan said with a smile. Her smile was as warm as the sunshine, which could dispel the haze in Jiang Cimu's heart.
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ice cream shop
The decoration style of the ice cream shop is simple and warm, with some cute ice cream patterns hanging on the walls, and the tables and chairs arranged neatly and orderly. The shop is filled with the rich aroma of milk and the sweet smell of strawberries, which makes people salivate at the smell.

Waiter, one serving of strawberry ice cream. Sang Shuwan walked to the counter and said to the waiter with a smile. Her smile was sweet and charming, like a blooming flower.

"No, two. How can one serving be enough for something this delicious?" Jiang Cimu corrected quickly, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, like a child who is about to get his favorite toy.

"I don't like it. I'm not really interested in ice cream. I just came here to satisfy your request." Sang Shuwan shook his head with a hint of helplessness on his face.

"Large or small?" the waiter asked politely with a professional smile on his face.

"Two large cups. Only large cups can make me more satisfied and let me feel the charm of strawberry ice cream." Jiang Cimu said without hesitation, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I didn't say I was giving them to you. Both are mine. I want to enjoy these two delicious ice creams alone. Don't try to take them." Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan and blinked mischievously, looking like a naughty elf.

"Jiang Ci Mu, you are so greedy! Aren't you afraid of getting a stomachache if you eat too much?" Sang Shuwan said helplessly. There was a hint of worry in her eyes, like a mother who cares about her child.

"Since you have agreed to treat me, why are you dissatisfied? This is the reward I deserve, and I will enjoy it." After saying that, Jiang Cimu made a face at Sang Shuwan. The face was funny and cute, which made Sang Shuwan couldn't help laughing.

"...Haha, no problem. As long as you're happy, but don't get an upset stomach." Sang Shuwan rolled his eyes helplessly, and that eye roll looked so cute, as if he was acting coquettishly.

The two took two large strawberry ice creams and sat down on a bench in the park. The park was very beautiful, with green trees and lush flowers. The breeze blew gently, and the leaves rustled, as if playing a natural symphony. The flowers swayed in the wind, exuding fragrance, attracting bees and butterflies to dance among the flowers.

Jiang Cimu sat quietly on one side, concentrating on eating ice cream, with a childish innocence. There was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, like a child who had the whole world. The pink color of the ice cream left a faint mark on his lips, like a small flower blooming beside his mouth.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Jiang Ci Mu raised his head and looked at Sang Shuwan with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He licked his lips lightly with his tongue. The action was natural and cute.

"No. I just find it interesting to see you eating so happily." Sang Shuwan said with a smile. Her smile was like the spring sunshine, warm and bright.

"But are you attracted by my handsomeness? I know that my charming charm is irresistible." Jiang Cimu said narcissistically, with a smug smile on his face, like a proud peacock.

"You, don't be so narcissistic. If you continue like this, I will leave." Sang Shuwan pretended to be angry, but he was actually happy in his heart.

When she woke up from the dream, Sang Shuwan wanted to grab the corner of Jiang Cimu's clothes, but unfortunately she only grabbed a piece of air in the end. A tear slipped down the corner of Sang Shuwan's eye. Those were tears of happiness, but also tears that could never be undone.

"Mr. Fox, if there is an afterlife, we must live happily like this, but I must take revenge, because time is the only thing that cannot be turned back."

Time flies, and Sang Shuwan arrives in Country M. She stands on the balcony of a luxurious villa, enjoying the warm sunshine. The balcony is surrounded by various green plants, lush and green, like a green ocean. The moment of tranquility makes her seem to return to nature.

"Wanwan, have you thought about it? You won't have the peaceful life you had before when you return to China this time."

Jiang Ci Mu stood beside her. He had a tall and straight posture, and a black custom-made suit perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and slender figure. His short black hair looked neat and unruly. On his high nose bridge sat a pair of exquisite gold-rimmed glasses. The eyes behind the lenses were deep and bright, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world.

There was a trace of worry and helplessness in his eyes. He looked at the scenery in the distance, knowing that Sang Shuwan was a person who refused to admit defeat. Even if he tried his best to save the relationship, he could not stop Sang Shuwan from returning to China for revenge.

(End of this chapter)