0197 a piano sound

Ye Feng came to his senses and said, "Yes, this song is so beautiful."

The old man put away the erhu and said, "As long as the three brothers like it."

Shy said, "Uncle, your song is extremely beautiful. Wouldn't it be good to add words?"

The old man said, "This song originally had lyrics, but his heart has become ashes, and the old man can't sing it." The old man turned to the guest room corridor and disappeared.

Ye Feng was in a bad mood and said to Lin Wanqiu, "I'll go back to my room to rest first."

Lin Wanqiu was slightly shocked, "But you haven't eaten anything yet."

Ye Feng said, "It doesn't matter. I ate a lot at noon, and I'm not hungry yet."

After Ye Feng left, the shy child couldn't help asking, "Son, why do you care so much about calling the autumn wind?"

Lin Wanqiu said, "I just feel sorry for the same disease."

The shy child said, "Do you feel sorry for the same disease? This is even more strange. Is there any place for the prince and him to have the same disease?

Late autumn unconsciously remembered a passage from Ye Feng that night: "It seems that when I travel at night, I will use some magical skills that I don't even know myself, which is really...

Alas, the heroine forced me to ask today, and I had no choice but to tell the matter. I hope the heroine will keep it a secret for me. Otherwise, if others know about this, I don't know if they will treat you as a monster.

"Monster," Lin Wanqiu said, "Shame, how can you feel this feeling? You need to know that I am also a monster in the eyes of others. Thinking of this, in the late autumn, I suddenly felt a sore nose and drank all the wine in the glass.

After dinner, Lin Wanqiu was worried that Ye Feng was hungry, so he asked Xiao Er of the store to prepare another dinner and let the shy take it to Ye Feng's room.

When he was about to walk out of Ye Feng's room, he suddenly heard the sound of the piano in his room, and the tune was exactly the song played by the old artist before. It's just that this song was played by him, which is more depressed and sad, and the tune is more and more touching.

In the middle of the song, I suddenly heard the people in the room singing: "Green willows shine like smoke in spring water, and spring water reflects who I am. The smile is faint, but the bottom of the eyebrows are tears. A pot of cold rouge wine, a shallow half an agate cup, the wave of the hand after drinking is broken, looking back on how to persuade him to return...

Inviting the bright moon alone, it is difficult for thousands of begets to relieve their sorrows and get drunk. They forget the old world, and empty envy their children to make green plums. The clear moon reflects the residual cup, the cold fragrance of a glass of light wine fades, and the fragrance is empty with a tear. Remember you and me.

The stars are drooping in the corner of the building, and the empty autumn is full of autumn. The wine is defeated by late arrivals, and late arrivals are sleepless. The short song is broken, and love can't hide the scars. Now I sing the lovesick song again, and I don't know who is playing the sword...

Now that I sing the lovesick song again, I don't know who plays the sword. After the lovesickness song, my heart turned into ashes. Note)

The shyer couldn't help saying, "I didn't expect that Qiu Feng had a good voice and played the piano well."

Suddenly, Ye Feng said loudly in the room, "Who is outside? Now that you're here, why don't you come in?"

Ling Qiu stared at the shy child and pushed the door inside. In the corner of the room, Ye Feng was sitting behind an old guqin.

Ye Feng said, "It turned out to be Wan Qiuxian. What's the matter with me?"

Lin Wanqiu said, "You didn't have dinner. I'm worried that you're hungry, so I asked Xiao Er to prepare another dinner and bring it to you."

While talking, the shyer has put the wine and vegetables on the table.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "It's troublesome."

The shy child joked, "Since I know that my son is bothering you, why don't you play another song to express your gratitude?"

Ling Wanqiu said angrily, "Shame, you are becoming more and more unsical."

Shyness stretched out her tongue, quickly turned around and left. She closed the door, but guarded outside the door and pricked up her ears to listen to the movement in the room.

I only heard Ye Feng smile and said, "If you like the piano sound, I will play a song for you." As he spoke, he stroked the strings with his hands.

Lin Wanqiu heard the sound of the piano sliding across his ear, and couldn't help shaking all over his body. Suddenly, he was trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.

How deep and long this song is. The melody is like crying; the beat is like a pause. She felt that she was in an ethereal and distant world, and it seemed that an ancient legend slowly opened its title page in front of her eyes.

What kind of feelings does this song evoke? It's like swimming in the long river of memory. It seems that I was moved quietly in the depths of my heart. It's like the sound of pain and sobbing, floating in the ancient wind.

It's better than a lonely soul, crossing time and space, sneaking into the world with the wind, and wandering in people's dreams from then on.

He is looking for it. He is pursuing.

He is like the moonlight**.

He is like a boundless morning breeze in the wilderness.

He seems to have carefully left a clue for his pet, but he was buried in the yellow sand in the long river of the years, and only today has he peeled off layers of dust.

He is like an arrow shot from the ancient times, which has penetrated thousands of years of storms. Once it is shot, it awakens people like dreams from another world.

When the piano sound was resting, Lin Wanqiu couldn't help crying and couldn't help exclaiming in his heart: "How can he play such a song when he is a teenager of the same age as me? It seems that he has experienced the vicissitudes of the world, and it seems that he has fully understood life..."

Ye Feng got up to the window and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

With a piano sound, he seemed to return to the first rainy night, and Xiao Bai Yiyi sent him away, but he didn't expect that there was no return. He seemed to be once again unfolded by the canvas of memory by the dark artifact, and the scenes unfolded in front of his eyes.

At this time, he found that there was more concern in his heart. Relatives, friends, masters, and the little white who is even more intimate than his relatives, no matter which one, he can't let go and is reluctant to give up.

And where is the littlebai who cares him the most?

Lin Wanqiu said, "Did you make this song yourself?"

Ye Feng turned around and smiled, "It's just a feeling that made my brother laugh."

Lin Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, and only felt that although the teenager in front of him had a smile on his face, there was endless worry and melancholy in his eyes.

Lin Wanqiu blurted out, "...the smile is faint, but the bottom of the eyebrows are tears...' Is Brother Qiu Feng like this now?"

"My virtuous brother jokes, I am free and easy, and everything is not lingering in my heart. How can I have tears? Moreover, 'the smile is faint, but the eyebrows are tears'. This form is quite suitable for my daughter's family and is too inappropriate to be used as a brother. Ye Feng came over as he spoke and sat opposite Lin Wanqiu.

Lin Wanqiu smiled and said, "Ha, anyway, it means forced laughter. Why do you care?"

"Strong smile, this word... cough," Ye Feng said and muttered slightly. "It seems that most of them are used for women who are drifting in the dust or marrying at will."

Lin Wanqiu smiled helplessly and said, "Well, well, the words I said are not right for you men. You are 'free and easy, and don't linger in everything'. That's all right."

Ye Feng pretended to be surprised and said, "Brother, what is 'you men'? Aren't you a man?"

Ling Wanqiu was stunned and said quickly, "I'm talking about 'our man'. Your ears are not good."

Ye Feng scratched her head and said, "Oh, is that right?" I thought to myself, "Now that the shuttle has found me, should I part ways with them?"

Shyer listened to the conversation between the two outside the door and felt very interesting. Suddenly, she saw the shopkeeper leading a person to the courtyard of the guest room.

This man is thin and tall, and his face is also thin, with a stiff ice face. He looks only 16 or 17 years old. Isn't he the son of the family he met during the day who kicked over the old man's vegetable stall?

Shyr curled her lips, rushed forward, blocked his way, and said, "Hey, you have the courage to catch up all the way here."

Mulanhui hummed, "The road faces the sky, and everyone can walk. Who will chase you?

Unexpectedly, there are usually few guests here, and the second shop is not as familiar as the running hall in a big city. He actually pointed to the shyer and said to Mulanhui, "This guest officer, this little brother came in that carriage, and the three of them are very similar to the person you are looking for. You might as well ask him."

Mulanhui twitched the corners of her mouth and shouted, "When did I say I was looking for someone? Why don't you prepare a room for me?"

The shy child couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing secretly. He found that Mulanhui's body was wet by the rain and said to himself, "This man came after him in the rain. I don't know what kind of heart?"

Late at night, Ye Feng took out a pen and paper, planned to leave a letter to Lin Qiu and left immediately. Suddenly, he heard the whist of the whist outside, which was unusual.

He was alert and found that several masked people in black had sneaked into the inn and approached the guest room where he lived in late autumn.

"Shadow..." A spiritual consciousness called, and the shadow appeared.

The shadow said faintly, "Some people have begun to cast spells to protect that person."

But when they saw that the masked men in black had just arrived at the roof of the late autumn room, they were drunk and walked shaky. Two of them were weak and even fell from the roof.

"Why did it suddenly turn into a swamp?" A man in black said in horror.

"It's Mulanhui." Ye Feng knew it clearly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help smiling.

Lin Wanqiu heard the noise outside and hurriedly put on his clothes and came out.

But these people in black are still struggling with the late autumn in front of them, and are obviously still trapped in the fantasy of the swamp.

As soon as Lin Wanqiu and shyer saw their clothes, they knew that they were not bandits or killers. It must be a good thing for them to come here. The two immediately retreated a few feet away, looked coldly at several men in black, and opened the frame to prepare for a war.

"It's not good, it's an illusion." The leader of the man in black suddenly found a clue and said it. But seeing the long knife in his hand waved, the strong knife gas broke out of the air and shattered the illusion.

A man in black was shocked and said, "Leader, this is obviously..."

The leader of the man in black waved his knife and said, "Withdraw!"

In an instant, several people in black shot away and disappeared into the vast night.

"Hmm, a group of little people dare to mess around." Mulanhui said coldly in the room.

(Note): Mint and Kai's "Acacia"