Chapter 412 Missing

I don't know how long it took, Qin Yan heard a slight sigh and brought him back to his senses. The faint sound of the flute had stopped. He stood in the rain curtain outside the building and was soaked most of it.

He raised his head and saw the beautiful figure looking at the railing. Looking at each other, Qin Yan's mood was quiet at that moment. Under the faint starlight, her face was bright and flawless, and the unrestrained black hair slid past her soft face, crystal clear as jade. She smiled gently, and then everything came back to life.

Qin Yan's heart rippled with different emotions, which can even be said to be throbbing. He silently asked himself, had he fallen in love with this ordinary woman?

After being silent for a long time, Ye Xinghe said, "Mr. Qin, it's raining outside. Come in and avoid it!"

"Excuse me." Qin Yan slightly jumped up the wooden railing, landed gently, and came to Ye Xinghe's side.

"Sister Ye..." Qin Yan opened his mouth and suddenly forgot what he should say. He just turned into a smile, "It's really easy to be by your side. I forget everything, as if I can stay like this all the time."

"Real?" Ye Xinghe smiled indifferently, "That's not good. You could have proved Bodhi. If I had a mental disorder because of me, wouldn't it be my fault? Mr. Qin, you'd better go back early!"

Qin Yan said, "I'm not busy. Sister Ye, is it windy and cold tonight. Don't you feel cold when you are watching the scenery here alone? Why don't you play some light music? Let's find a good place to sit down and talk about Buddhist scriptures and talk about life..."

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and interrupted him: "I'm sorry, it's not early. I'm going to rest. If you don't want to leave, just wait here until the rain stops!"

She turned around and heard Qin Yan call out, "Sister, stay! The long night is so hard, don't you think it's too early to go to bed now?

Ye Xinghe replied faintly, "It's not early."

"But you shouldn't put me aside. Is this the way of hospitality?"

"I am not the Lord, you are not a guest. As I said, our fate is over.

"Nonsense, how can you count your hatred for others on me! I have nothing to do with that little girl. I don't know her at all..."

"It has nothing to do with her. This is God's arrangement, the reincarnation of life and death, and it is destined. This is the fate of us, and you should also find the person you hit.

Ye Xinghe was about to leave. Qin Yan caught up with the first step and pulled her sleeve: "What a hit person, don't fool me! I sincerely came to the Buddha and came here to listen to the scriptures. Shouldn't you unlock me as a lost person?

While speaking, Qin Yan's hand had grasped her plain sleeve robe. However, Ye Xinghe frowned and waved his right arm gently, and a force bulged from the inside, shaking his palm away. Qin Yan's face showed a solemn look, and the other palm followed closely. Golden fireworks ignited between his five fingers, pinched and clamped her cuffs. Even the power of heaven and man can't easily break free unless she wants to tear her clothes.

Ye Xinghe had to stop. She sighed gently and turned around and said, "Do you have to pester?"

"Sister Ye, it is your duty to carry forward the Dharma!"

Ye Xinghe nodded: "Well, I'll play a song for you."

"Good!" Only then did Qin Yan notice the table and the red-brown guqin in the pavilion. The piano was placed in the middle of the wooden table, like a red boat in the blue waves, adding a leisurely atmosphere. I didn't expect that the senior sister could play the piano, so I listened attentively.

Ye Xinghe didn't say anything. He went to the blue wooden table and sat down and stroked his hands on the red piano. Qin Yan sat opposite her and imagined that when the female walker came to play the piano, she could see the green mountains as soon as she looked up, and she could forget the trouble of palaces and pavilions. This must be her favorite place!

Ye Xinghe's fingers stroked slightly and suddenly made a sound of the piano, as if the waves transformed by the Qingmu texture also moved. Qin Yan's heart beat, and he felt that countless pictures of the past were evoked by the sound of the piano. He looked at Ye Xinghe's leisurely and calm face, listened to the sound of the gurgling piano and the sound of drizzle outside the railing, slowly closed his eyes and let go of the deep spiritual knowledge.

The sound of the piano is lingering, like a lover whispering in his ear. Qin Yan's eyebrows stretched and gradually fell into the once gentle dream.

That's a dream that is enough to make him addicted!

The beautiful face sealed in the depths of his soul gradually became clear in the dark, and his eyes flashed with a gentle look that made him greedy. Goodbye, the waves in his heart suddenly broke free from the shackles of his mind and overwhelmed the numb lever he put in the name of reason.

The elegant fragrance penetrates into the wings of the nose, and in the changing halo, Yi people whispered in his ears, countless tenderness and missing, the beautiful dreamland!

Qin Yan lowered her head silently and remembered the previous encounter in the demon gate, and she left him. Watching thousands of miles away, but some people reminded each other not to forget the promise at that time...

The future is long, Yiren, is it okay?

The sound of the piano stopped, the sound of rain outside the threshold became louder, and the lightning flashed in the dome, and suddenly there was a pouring sound. The raindrops hit the railing and splashed everywhere. The rain was getting worse and bigger, and the rain outside the pavilions steamed like a layer of fog.

Qin Yan wiped his face, and the cool feeling permeated his heart. The strong wind blew in, and his thin clothes couldn't help but feel cold, making him feel unprecedented cold and confused.

The emotion in his chest could not calm down for a long time. He even had an impulse to leave immediately and put down everything to find her... But...

" Mr. Qin, can you remember?" Ye Xinghe's voice sounded in the rain click, with a rare trace of concern.

Qin Yan nodded, stood up silently, walked to the railing, and the rain gradually soaked his clothes. The vast rain and fog blocked the view and could not see the road ahead clearly. Perhaps somewhere in the distance, there is also a person looking at the sky like this, waiting for himself quietly...

"Cunzi, you and I get together, which is also an acquaintance. If you still want to practice Buddhism in the future, you can go to Huanzhen Island to find me."

The cold wind blew Qin Yan's side face. His expression was a little stiff. He was stunned and said, "Okay!"

He has understood that Ye Xinghe told him in this way that the fate was really over.

The city was full of wind and rain, and his eyes were melancholy. He paused for a long time and finally stepped out of the castle and went down into the night.

Ye Xinghe stared into the depths of the rain curtain, and his distant figure could still be seen clearly. There was a trace of melancholy on her calm face and said softly to the cold wind of the night, "I'm sorry, if I don't see you again, it's good for me."

For a long time, she sat down, picked up an ancient scripture and turned it over, but she was a little interested. After tossing and turning for a moment, he picked up the flute again and played it to his heart.

So, in the dark stormy night, a leisurely sound came out and sank into the mist.