Ten days later.

"Liang Kuan, do you still have to keep vigil tonight?"

Seeing that Baizhu was about to go out again, Aunt Thirteen couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm. ”

Baizhu nodded and said, "I still think that the Sand River Gang may strike at us first. ”

"But it's been ten days. ”

Aunt Thirteen pondered her tone and said, "If they wanted to do it, they should have done it a long time ago, right?"

"Who knows. ”

Baizhu shrugged and said, "If they don't come, it will be the best, but if they suddenly attack Bao Zhilin, then our losses will be too great." ”

You must know that Bao Zhi Lin is a medicine hall, for the Chinese medicine in the pharmacy, the most afraid is to go water, once it encounters a fire attack, the loss will be immeasurable.

"But aren't you tired of keeping vigil like this every day?"

Aunt Thirteen's eyes were full of concern.

"It's okay, I'll hold on. ”

Baizhu smiled indifferently.

In fact, he was not simply vigilant in the past ten nights, but practiced the "Mountains and Rivers Breathing Diagram" while keeping vigil.

Thanks to the powerful nourishing effect of the "Mountains and Rivers Breathing Map", Baizhu only felt a little tired.

It's just that these atractylodes won't be spoken.

Therefore, in the eyes of the thirteenth aunt, this is a manifestation of Baizhu's "stubbornness".

She knew that although Baizhu was easy-going on the surface, she was arrogant in her bones, so she no longer forced it, but said, "In this way, I will accompany you to keep vigil tonight." ”

"No, no, no. ”

Bai Zhu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's cold at night, and the vigil is very boring, you better go and rest." ”

"Just wear more clothes when you're cold,"

Aunt Thirteen said: "As for boredom...... You're bored alone, are you bored with the two of us keeping vigil together?"

After speaking, she didn't wait for Baizhu to react, and after saying, 'You are waiting for me here', she quickly went to her room to pick up her clothes.

Looking at the pretty back of the thirteenth aunt, Baizhu was secretly moved in his heart.

He naturally knew that Aunt Thirteen was not for the vigil at all, but wanted to make himself give up the vigil by using this method to choose to accompany him.

"But...... In the plot of the movie, the Shahe Gang chose to burn Bao Zhilin, how could I give up. ”

Baizhu secretly smiled bitterly.

After a short period of effort, the thirteenth aunt walked out of it wearing a slightly thicker dress.

"So that I won't be cold. ”

The thirteenth aunt patted her clothes and said with a smile.

"Aunt Thirteen, you really don't have to accompany me. ”

Baizhu still couldn't bear to keep vigil with Aunt Thirteen with him, so he couldn't help but persuade again.

"Liang Kuan, you are not verbose. ”

Aunt Thirteen said dissatisfiedly: "How can a big man talk more than those women on the street?"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything. ”

Baizhu knew that Aunt Thirteen was determined to keep vigil with her, so she didn't persuade her.

......

It's late at night.

Aunt Thirteen yawned.

"Sleepy, huh?"

Baizhu asked, "Shall I send you back to rest?"

"No!"

Aunt Thirteen replied subconsciously, then groped in her arms and took out an item wrapped in a cotton handkerchief.

"What is this?"

Baizhu asked curiously.

"A musical instrument. ”

Aunt Thirteen deliberately didn't say it explicitly, but slowly untied the handkerchief, and then brought the instrument to Baizhu's eyes, and said in a show-off tone: "You haven't seen it, have you?"

"Harmonica?"

The moment he saw this instrument, Baizhu blurted out.

"Huh?"

Aunt Thirteen's beautiful eyes were full of surprise: "You also know the harmonica?"

You must know that the harmonica has not been born for many years, and many foreigners do not know about this instrument.

Baizhu thought about it, so he had to throw the pot at the old priest again: "That priest taught me. ”

"Priest again?"

Aunt Thirteen was curious: "That priest is really a versatile person, he can take pictures and play the harmonica." ”

"Hehe, I think so, too. ”

Baizhu didn't dare to talk more about the made-up priest, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "What about you, can you also play the harmonica?"

"I should ...... Well, I'm not particularly good at it. ”

She wanted to say that she could play the harmonica, but suddenly remembered that Baizhu knew the harmonica, so she changed her words halfway through the conversation.

Afraid that Baizhu would ask more, she asked, "What about you, will you?"

"I'll blow a little. ”

Baizhu said with a smile.

In the days before the crossing, Baizhu didn't know how many books he had read in the library and how many skills he had learned, and this harmonica was one of them.

"Then you can play me a tune. ”

The thirteenth aunt handed over the harmonica to Baizhu, and at the same time secretly rejoiced in her heart, fortunately she didn't say that she could play the harmonica just now, otherwise wouldn't she be embarrassed in front of Baizhu.

Baizhu took the harmonica, thought for a while, and said, "I'll just play a 'Liang Zhu'." ”

"Liang Zhu?"

The thirteenth aunt asked, "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai?"

"Hmm. ”

Baizhu answered.

After trying the sound first and finding the right scale, he took a deep breath and played slowly.

Suddenly, beautiful music came out of the harmonica.

"This piece is so elegant. ”

Enjoying Liang Zhu's classic melody, Aunt Thirteen couldn't help but think of the eternal love story between Liang Shan and Zhu Yingtai.

The breeze blows, and the flowers in the yard send a faint fragrance.

The full moon, obscured by the clouds, quietly revealed, and the patio was covered with bright moonlight.

In this watery night, Baizhu, who holds the piano in both hands and plays music quietly, seems to be covered with a layer of silver-white brilliance.

Accompanied by beautiful music, at this moment, Aunt Thirteen seemed to have forgotten history, forgotten the future, and forgot herself, and only the white art of quietly playing the harmonica occupied all her world.

"I wish time had stopped at this moment. ”

The thirteenth aunt thought quietly.

It wasn't until the end of the song that she finally woke up from Baizhu's inquiry.

Thinking of what she was thinking just now, Aunt Thirteen couldn't help but feel dizzy in her cheeks, she didn't dare to look directly into Baizhu's eyes, and bowed her head and said nothing after taking the harmonica.

Baizhu didn't know what Aunt Thirteen was thinking, so he asked with a smile, "I played well, right?"

"Hmm. ”

The thirteenth aunt answered in a low voice.

Looking at Aunt Thirteen, who didn't speak, Bai Shu also noticed that she seemed to be a little too quiet, and couldn't help asking, "Aunt Thirteen, are you tired?"

"Nope!"

Aunt Thirteen also slowly recovered at this time, and said, "Liang Kuan, this piece is so beautiful, why have I never heard it?"

"Haven't heard of it?"

Atractylodes blinked.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that Liang Zhu's piece would not be composed until decades later, and now even Liang Zhu's two composers have not yet been born.

Looking at Baizhu's expression, Aunt Thirteen thought badly, she covered her mouth in surprise and said, "This piece can't be created by you, right?"

She didn't think that this piece had been composed a long time ago, but she didn't know because she hadn't heard it - because this Liang Zhu was so beautiful, she believed that as long as it was played, it would definitely be popular all over the country.

Baizhu sighed secretly, is this the fate of the traverser?

Nodding, he said shyly, "Well, I created this song." ”

"Liang Kuan, you are simply amazing!"

Aunt Thirteen's beautiful eyes were full of admiration.

"Ha, haha. ”

Baizhu touched his head and smiled embarrassedly, but he secretly thought to himself, no wonder so many seniors have to be copyists, this feeling of using other people's works to pretend to be their own is really cool.

"Liang Kuan, you can teach me how to play this tune. ”

Aunt Thirteen moved to Baizhu's side and sat down side by side with him, put the harmonica to her mouth, and asked, "Is the first note re?"

"No, the first note is so...... You see, I'll show you a demonstration. ”

Baizhu took the harmonica and wanted to demonstrate it himself, but as soon as the harmonica touched his lips, he suddenly thought of something, and his movements were abrupt.

The thirteenth aunt was about to ask why Baizhu didn't teach, and suddenly realized something-this harmonica is her own item, and Baizhu has already played it just now, and the most important thing is that after he played it, he touched it again......

"This ......"

Although Aunt Thirteen is a student studying abroad and her mind is much more open than ordinary people, this kind of touch similar to indirect kissing still makes her feel hot all over, her head is dizzy, and she only feels that her face is as if she has been burned by fire, and it is hot and hot.

Baizhu is not much better than Aunt Thirteen - except for the sneaking kiss by Shen Yanbing when he was on Earth, he has never had such "intimate" contact with any girl.

For a moment, a charming and slightly awkward silence diffused between the two.

......

The embarrassed two naturally didn't notice that behind them, Huang Feihong was quietly looking at the two of them, with a complicated expression on his face.

He was attracted by the harmonica sound of Baizhu, but he didn't expect that after coming out, he saw Aunt Thirteen and Liang Kuan sitting together.

Frankly speaking, his attitude towards Aunt Thirteen is very ambivalent.

On the one hand, the Confucian education he received since he was a child no longer warns him all the time, Aunt Thirteen is your elder, how can you have a male and female heart for your elders?

On the other hand, the innocent girlish feelings of Aunt Thirteen deeply attracted him.

Huang Feihong occasionally thought about whether he would be with Aunt Thirteen in the future, but he didn't have an answer every time.

At this time, looking at the thirteenth aunt sitting side by side with Liang Kuan, Huang Feihong let out a light sigh, perhaps, the most suitable for the thirteenth aunt is not himself.

Thinking of this, he showed a hint of relief on his face, and quietly turned back to the house.