On the banks of the Qinhuai River outside Jiankang City, catkins are like a never-ending snow, sticking to the official robes of Jian Goose. He stood at the entrance of Wuyi Alley, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the jade belt around his waist - it was a "prop" borrowed from Prince Langxie's Mansion three days ago. Under the cold jade, another touch remained on his skin: the cold hardness of metal and wires.
The memory from three days ago was still like broken glass, hurting in my brain.
He remembered that he was sorting out ancient books in his office when the "Jiaowei Qin" that had been with him for ten years suddenly made a harsh buzz. The originally warm paulownia wood surface of the piano body showed a blue light as fine as a spider web, like some kind of circuit pattern that he couldn't understand. As the deputy director of the Provincial Department of Culture in charge of the protection of intangible cultural heritage, he knows the structure of ancient musical instruments well. However, this piano was bought by chance at an antique market half a year ago. The seller said it was "a bit weird", but did not say that it would glow by itself late at night.
