In the huge villa, the sound of guqin came and went.

"Father..."

The young man who stopped playing the guqin didn't dare to look at the disappointed face in front of him, so he could only hang his head silently.

"No... No way... Your piano doesn't work at all... It's not a guqin at all, and there is no emotional charm in it at all, you can't inherit my mantle at all, and taking it out can only make people laugh and be generous. The gray-bearded old man sighed and walked out of the door: "That guqin competition, you don't have to go, it's a shame to go, practice the piano at home, don't ask you to look like you, just look like it, but even look like you can't do it, it's really..."

The old man looked like he wanted to scold but couldn't bear to scold, and finally left the room.

Only the boy was left in the room, caressing his guqin, and laughing at himself.

"It seems that I really don't have the talent to play the piano... Three generations of our family are well-known guqin players, only I am almost 19 years old and mediocre, I can't even play the shape, guqin, guqin, you are really difficult. ”

The young man gently stroked the black guqin in his hand, and his thoughts were complicated and troubled.

At this time, the door opened again, and in came an old lady with a smile on her face, her face and old hair, but still shiny black, who sat on the edge of the bed and comforted her.

"Xiao Yi, don't bother your father, he is just anxious, in fact, you are the best player among his students... Who of us doesn't know that the guqin is such a thing, if you don't really experience it, you can't play that kind of emotion at all, you are now, or follow the steps, live your life well, experience the ups and downs of life, in order to play a good qin song, which takes time to ferment. ”

Feng Yi was silent for a moment and said.

"But I... I heard that there is a Taoist priest who is about the same age as me in the next county, he can play a more beautiful guqin sound than me, and even can express his feelings perfectly, infecting all the audience here. I've heard that he played Chu Ge, and he really played the heroic end and tragedy of the overlord of Western Chu, and he even surpassed it..."

Saying that, Feng Yi showed a look of yearning and reverence, hoping that he could reach that realm one day.

The old lady smiled slightly: "Xiao Yi, these are just hearsay, your father and I have also heard such rumors, a young man played Chu Ge completely, however, it is just a rumor, we have seen it with our own eyes, have we heard it with our own ears? You know, even your father can't play the charm of Chu Ge perfectly, you must know that he also experienced all kinds of things when he was young..."

Feng Yi hesitated for a moment and shook his head, this was just what he had heard about in the circle.

The old lady said softly after touching Feng Yi's head.

"Isn't this right, the truth and the falsehood, we need to listen to it with our own ears and see it with our own eyes, now this society is too impetuous, hype and all kinds of things emerge in endlessly, what we have to do is not to be deceived by falsehood, even if it is true, do not lose your ambition and confidence because of this. ”

Hearing the old lady say this, Feng Yi's mood soothed a little.

At this time, the old lady paused and then said, "But in my experience, it's mostly... It's not true, the guqin and the guqin, the rhyme of the guqin, the taste of the guqin, is not something that young people can play, you must have to experience, you must feel it yourself, in order to really play the rhyme of the guqin, without personal experience and play the tune, even if there is a rhyme, it is also a false rhyme, empty and tangible and godless. Of course, maybe the young man who played the guqin, he had indeed experienced something more tragic and desolate than the end of the hero of the Western Chu Overlord, so he could play such a tune, after all, we don't know how other people's lives go..."

"Mom, I see... I won't drill the horns anymore, I will go through the things I have experienced step by step, and try to play the charm of the piano... I won't disgrace you. Feng Yi agreed with a resolute face.

The old lady smiled with relief when she heard this, and after kissing Feng Yi's forehead, she also went out and said.

"Mom and Dad are going to a piano friend exchange meeting tonight, and they won't come back to cook tonight, you can solve it yourself... By the way, it's not allowed to order takeout, it's useless to eat takeout..."

"Got it, Mom..." Feng Yi waved goodbye to the old lady, with a happy smile on his face, enjoying the feeling of being nourished by mother's love.

Comfortable, warm as spring...

After 15 minutes after the two elders left, Feng Yi ordered a takeout.

"Let's eat KFC today, my parents are usually not allowed to eat it at home..."

Just as Feng Yi was licking his saliva, he suddenly saw that there was an extra person in the room.

The feather-robed Taoist is shrouded in a layer of blur, as if he is there but not there.

"Who are you!"

Feng Yi was so frightened that he fell directly on the bed.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, don't be nervous..."Li Yu smiled slightly.

"Not nervous, how did you get in, is it a person or a ghost..."The corners of Feng Yi's mouth twitched, and it was strange that there was suddenly an extra person in this room who was not nervous.

Li Yu stood up, looked at the white and tall young man in front of him, with a delicate face and an elegant temperament, and said.

"Poor people are not ghosts, nor are they bad people... Anyway, your name... Your current name is Feng Yi?"

"Don't change the topic yet, who are you, I'm going to call the police! You are trespassing on a private house!" Feng Yi held the mobile phone in his hand, looking like he was about to call the police, but his hand still couldn't stop shaking.

"Poor Dao is just here to relay some words, how to choose, it's up to you..."Li Yu paused and said: "Do you remember, Ding Lian, this woman..."

"Ding Lian... Who is Ding Lian... Ding Lian... Ding Lian... It's a familiar name..."

Feng Yi muttered, who is Ding Lian...

...

[Mom, I want to eat sugar gourds. 】

[Mom, I want to eat sesame paste tofu flowers... I want milk!I want chocolate!]

[Dad!Beautiful!Lanterns, Beautiful!】

[I'm going to see the lanterns!]

In an instant, countless memories came flooding back to my heart.

All the things that were forgotten intentionally or unintentionally were remembered.

At the same time as the memories came flooding back, Feng Yi also lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.

The air suddenly fell silent for a moment, and Li Yu silently waited for Feng Yi's answer.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes.

In the huge piano room, only the sound of the breeze blowing the strings remains.

In the end, Feng Yi still said with a complicated face.

"I don't know or hear the name..."

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