I saw a woman in red wearing a long skirt and holding a pipa in her hand. Under the support of two maids, she sat down at the entrance of the stairs opposite the first floor.

The woman frowned slightly, regardless of the crowd's roaring and plucking the strings, making a clang, and she really felt like she had feelings before the tune became a melody.

He sang: "The sky is blue, the yellow leaves are everywhere, the autumn colors are continuous, the waves are cold and the smoke is green on the waves, the mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky is connected to the water, and the grass is ruthlessly following the setting sun."

The pipa accompanied by a low sing, and the faint sadness of Xizi holding his heart is really sighing.

"The soul of the countryside is chasing the journey, unless you have a good dream to keep people sleeping, and don't lean on the high moon tower alone, and the wine enters the sorrowful heart and turns into tears of lovesickness!"

A song of Sutra is blocked, and the heartbroken tears are broken. It seems that the soulmate is hard to find, and there is still cheering in the audience.

I don't know when Durum Qizhen and Marty Yongting appeared in the corridor. Marty Ruoxi's eyes were sharp and his eyes were locked at the two of them, and he would no longer give them a chance to escape from their eyes.

The woman with a story! Dulun Qizhen sighed in his heart, and a Su Muzha evoked his memories of the past. Others may be able to go homesick, but he finds it difficult to go back. His hometown is too far away.

He shook his head, smiled bitterly, and walked towards Lin Qingdai. The madam did not dare to stop Dulun Qizhen, one of the three young masters of Shengjing.

The Durum family has been so powerful that she can't resist the imperial tombs for generations. The old client downstairs also knew that this gentleman was a famous playboy, and he was reluctant to approach Lin Daimei, but no one dared to challenge him in front of him.

"Miss Lin just now heard you play a song that really made me feel all over my mind. I wonder if I can use your guzheng." Dulun Qizhen said in a humble and gentleman manner and asked.

Lin Qingdai frowned and refused to comment.

When Maertai Yongting saw the madam, he felt embarrassed and looked embarrassed. He took out a stack of silver notes and stuffed them into the madam's arms. The madam immediately smiled happily.

"It's so best for Master Beile to have Yaxing. Lin Yatou, give the Guzheng to Master Beile." The madam said, and Lin Qingdai stood up and stood aside with the pipa in his arms.

Several maids brought the Guzheng to debug it, which made Dulun Qizhen take his seat.

The clients in the audience all complained secretly, saying that this Beller was going to make some noise to rape their ears, hoping that Durum Qizhen would finish the shot as soon as possible, and even some people prepared earplugs. When the situation was not good, they would be more prepared. For a moment, everyone seemed to be facing a great enemy.

Martai Ruoxi didn't know what Dulun Qizhen was doing, and her pair of black grape-like eyes stared at Dulun Qizhen tightly.

Dulun Qizhen sat down, fiddled with the strings of the piano a few times, making a crisp clanging sound.

I recalled my unreasonable journey to the Qing Dynasty. The two-life emotional pain was filled with loneliness. Under the brewing of emotions, I gently tweaked the strings of the piano.

The melodious tune is the three-inch paradise that is terrifying step by step.

Stop here and dare not walk

Make sadness impossible

Next page The farewell you wrote by yourself

I can't refuse

We walked this road too hastily

Embrace this unreal desire

Can't wait to look back and enjoy

Mulan fragrance can't cover the wound

No more looking at the sun in the sky through the clouds

No more search for a promised paradise

No more sighing that the world you said is impermanent

Three inches of sunlight that cannot be borrowed

No more looking at the sun in the sky through the clouds

No more search for a promised paradise

No more talk about the impermanence of the world you said

Three inches of sunlight that cannot be reached

That heaven is where I loved you

After the song was sung, the lingering sound was lingering, and a faint sadness filled everyone's hearts. At this moment, time seemed to be still. Ruoxi's heart was inexplicably ripples appeared in his heart as he looked at his devoted expression.

Listening to his slow tweaking the strings of the piano, his sad eyes seemed to tell an unknown secret.

Dulun Qizhen was immersed in the memories of meeting and falling in love with his girlfriend Xu Hui in his previous life, and could not extricate himself. He slowly stood up. No one seemed to notice it, and let him walk out step by step.

The people who were still immersed in the lingering sound of the beams were left alone with their lonely figures.

That year, when I was late at night and I was quiet, I had a date by the small lake. Those life and death were in harmony with Zicheng, holding my hand and growing old with me. Those vows under the moon seemed like yesterday and another lifetime.

That day he mustered up the courage to propose to her, that day he had already prepared the ring, that day he was so excited that he couldn't sleep, that day was also the day when he broke up.

Sadness permeates my heart and has not dissipated for a long time.

When everyone woke up, the man had left at some point. Lin Qingdai's eyes were faint, and crystal tears seemed to be rolling in his eyes. He turned around and left after a long time.

Dulun Qizhen walked on the streets that were coming and going, sighed softly, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and the emotions of his previous life were hard to completely let go of!

At this time, I calmed down a little and realized that I had no idea how far I had walked aimlessly.

When he turned around suddenly, he seemed to have encountered the fate of his previous life in a sea of ​​thousands of people! Xu Hui! He has been in love with Xu Hui for four years!

Dulun Qizhen's heart was about to jump out, he was afraid that it was an illusion, but that woman, the woman who was choosing rouge at the stall, was exactly the same as Xu Hui!

He ran over there like crazy! "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Is Xu Hui you? Get out of the way!" The people passing by were like a wall of people, Dulun Qizhen was like a small fish passing through the sea of ​​people. When he tried his best to rush to where the woman had once stopped, the traces of the traces were no longer traces. He looked around in a daze, the sea of ​​people was vast, and the people were scrambling, and the faces were not the ones who were hawking and soliciting customers. The traces of the traces were hard to find!

Dulun Qizhen was extremely disappointed and turned around and left!

The moment he turned around, a woman in pink dress took off the mask mask from Maitreya Buddha on her face and asked playfully, "How much does this mask cost? I bought it." The woman was the girl who looked exactly like her girlfriend in Durum Qi Zhen, who was looking for him thousands of times in the crowd.

But God's will makes people beat people, and only one step away, turning around, but it is far away. Fate passes by, and I don't know when the moment when fate will intertwine again!

The girl smiled sweetly, revealing two shallow dimples. "I will go to the capital with my father tomorrow, I really can't bear to leave here." She turned around and left in the opposite direction of Dulun Qizhen.

The fate of the two people goes against each other!

"Master Beile, why are you here? The old concubine sent people to find you everywhere!" Xiang Ming suddenly found his own Master Beile from the crowd, but Master Beile looked lonely and felt distressed.
Chapter completed!