Chapter 357: There is a dead moose in the wild
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells,
How happy it is to ski tonight, we sit on the sled,
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells,
How happy it was to ski tonight, we sat on the sled.
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The clear sound of the piano is clearly audible, which is played by someone who simulates singing in a single note. Although it is not a chapter, the cheerfulness and childishness contained in it are sprinkled, and it seems that everything in heaven and earth is dancing with it.
Yes, it was the nursery rhyme "Jingle Bells", Miao Yun was in a trance almost instantly, as if time suddenly went back and was once again in the hut outside Wuqing City.
At that time, there was a girl named Xing'er and a cute little guy named Wei'er. The man with a warm smile sat there plucking the strings, and peace and joy flowed freely.......
Could it really be him? How could anyone have played this tune? You must know that the only time this song was played was in the hut that day. Even after Miaoyun got this tune, she only played it a few times in private, and never played it in front of outsiders.
Because she knew that this piece was both for him and for himself. As he said, I hope this piece will bring him joy and hope. So Miao Yun has always treasured it, and together with the song "White Fox", cherishing and cherishing it in her heart has become her only and only treasure.
"Su Mo ......" she muttered distractedly, and she stood up coldly and let go of the hand, at first she was dazed, but after hearing the name in the young lady's mouth, her eyes lit up, and she was overjoyed: "Su Gongzi? Miss, you mean, this is Su Gongzi playing the piano? Is he also here? What is .......it? No, didn't Miss say that Su Gongzi was out of the jam? How could it be him, I'm afraid that someone has heard it, so I learned to play it." Listen to it, it's just a single sound, and it's definitely not Su Gongzi. ”
Yu'er tilted her head to analyze, and her bright eyes dimmed just now. Miao Yun's full face also faded, yes, how could it be him, he should be outside the plug now.
Just thinking about it, I suddenly felt sad for no reason. Isn't this song for me and Wei'er? Why do you want to play it for others? It turns out that I don't have much weight in his heart.
At this moment, she felt sorry for herself inexplicably, as if a child's favorite toy was suddenly snatched away by others. It's like a puppy abandoned by its owner, full of self-pity and self-harm, dazed and helpless.
"Alas......." In the middle of the light and half darkness, she let out a soft sigh, sat down again and hugged Yu'er, a bitter smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, and she fell silent.
Yun'er felt Miss's sadness, gently hugged Miss's plump body, and said seriously: "Miss is not sad, there is Yu'er with you, well, forever." ”
Miaoyun's heart was sour, she couldn't help herself, she hugged Yu'er hard with her backhand, and her tears slipped down irrepressibly again.
In the darkness, the two women hugged each other tightly and stopped talking. Outside, the piano continues until all the lyrics of the whole piece are played.
Miao Yun's eyes returned to calm, and she sighed lightly in her heart, it shouldn't be him, otherwise why would he play the lyrics as the main body like a novice?
Thinking of this, my heart gradually calmed down, patted her body and asked her to lie down again, and she stood up and folded the quilt for her, and was ready to rest. It's better to sleep, maybe only by sleeping can you stay away from this endless suffering.......
Suddenly, the sound of the piano that had stopped outside sounded again, but this time, it was suddenly completely different from before. It is no longer a single note jumping like a song, but a complete movement played very skillfully. It seems that there are two completely different people just now, one is an apprentice, and the other is a real grandmaster.
The song is faint and swallowing, as if it is broken and not broken, but it is connected and tactful. In a trance, there seems to be a beautiful woman with peerless beauty, staring into the distance lonely, waiting for the departing lover stupidly. Just the first two bars make people's hearts swell with infinite sorrow.
Miao Yun's calm face suddenly changed drastically, and the whole person seemed to be suddenly pointed, so stiff and maintained a half-unable state. But it was only for a moment, and he trembled violently again.
"White ...... Fox ...... "She almost spit out these two words. It's him! It must be him! He's really here, oh my!
If the song "Jingle Bells" may have been reluctantly played in a single note after someone heard it, then this song has only been given to me, and it can even be said that it is tailor-made for myself, "White Fox", which is absolutely impossible for others to hear.
With Su Mo's temperament, if it weren't for her that day, he wouldn't have played this kind of sad music from a woman's perspective. And she herself, after listening to Su Mo play it once that day, she never played it again.
It's not that the song isn't beautiful, it's not that she doesn't like it, it's just that the song is too close to her mood and she doesn't dare to touch it. is like that broken heart that has been hurt, it can only be buried deeply, and occasional memories can not be approached.
How can such a piece of music be played by anyone else? Only he, only he can play it so skillfully, because this is what he created.
At this moment, Miao Yun suddenly understood why the song "Jingle Bells" just now was not played in the form of music, but played out like a monophonic lyrics.
He wanted me to remember the lyrics more and remember the peace and joy that I once had. For him, music is no longer just music, but a language, an alternative expression of emotions.
He suddenly came here and played this song, which was actually an invitation. At the end of the earth, bosom friends are far away, this is the invitation of the old man.
Xu Shi didn't see his reaction after playing the song, so he played "White Fox" again that only he and I knew, further indicating his identity.
He still remembered me, Miao Yun's eyes lit up, and her face flushed with excitement. The self-pity and self-injury before are no longer traced at this time.
"It's him, it's Su Gongzi! He was inviting me to meet, and I understood......." turned around suddenly, hugged and sat up excitedly, Miaoyun said almost incoherently, with a bit of crying in her voice.
When she was most helpless, when she was about to completely sink herself, this only confidant, the person she could not forget no matter what, came. At this moment, Miaoyun's brain was completely blank, and all that was left was joy and excitement.
Yu'er looked at the young lady's gaffe in astonishment, and realized something dimly, and couldn't help but be infected by this joy. Is Miss finally coming out of that man's shadow? Great, so good. Thank you Bodhisattva, no, pray to the Bodhisattva, bless Miss from being hurt again. I hope that Su Gongzi can treat her well and treat her like a child.
The little girl prayed earnestly in her heart, and while getting down from the couch, she was busy changing the young lady's clothes, and she quickly put on her outer shirt, and took out the makeup mirror comb, and combed the young lady's hair and dressed up. If you want to see that Su Gongzi, of course, you have to go with the most beautiful posture.
Thinking that Miss might be able to take this opportunity to completely get rid of the sea of suffering, and no longer have to be afraid, the little girl couldn't help but smile all over her face, and her little hands flipped dexterously, just like a butterfly wearing flowers.
But at this moment, Feiwu's hand was suddenly grabbed. Yun'er was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes, but saw that in the bronze mirror, the young lady's originally flushed face suddenly turned pale, and there was no trace of smile and joy. His eyes were full of hesitation and sadness, and even his body was trembling slightly.
"Miss?" called out for some reason.
Miao Yun burst into tears, turned around slowly, looked up at her like that, and choked up: "Yu'er, do you think I should go to see him......?" Can I still go see him?"
Yu'er froze, looking at the young lady in front of her in a daze, and didn't know how to answer for a while. At this time, how can the young lady still have half the usual calm and wisdom? The eyes that looked at her were full of panic and fear, but they were full of expectation and longing.
Yu'er suddenly had an illusion, as if she and the young lady were reversed. At this moment, the young lady was so helpless and hesitant that she begged herself to help her get an idea. Oh my God, on weekdays, it's the young lady who helps her make up her mind, this ...... This......
Yu'er was completely stunned, and looked at the young lady stupidly. In the room, it was relatively silent for a while, and only two sad hearts remained. To go, or not to go......
In a sparse forest outside Xiaochun Garden, Su Mo sat on a stone pier with his legs crossed, skillfully pinching the chords with both hands, plucking and twisting slowly, and one note after another flowed out wantonly.
The song "Jingle Bells" didn't even respond, so can't this song "White Fox" move you? Could it be that you really want to go all the way to the dark and completely cut off from me?
He frowned slightly, a little uncertain in his heart.
The fat man next to him looked like he was angry, leaning against a big tree with his back, looking bored. The fat man is interested in Taoism, silver, and the most unfortunate can also be martial arts.
Meng Ying was puzzled, rubbing his hands back and forth, and from time to time, he looked up nervously and looked around. This is the whole thing, this little master is actually playing really, and he really wants to seduce the prince's inner family.
Once this is discovered, the trouble is not the second, the main thing is that the matter itself is too slippery, don't you be despised by the world to death?
Alas, I was also crazy, so I agreed in a daze, and personally helped point out the location of the back door.......
Well, now that it's too late to regret it, I just hope that everything goes well, and let this little ancestor finish his work and leave.
However, little ancestor, what are you playing here, it sounds very good, if you change the occasion, it will definitely make countless women obsessed. But the problem is, this is not a Qinglou restaurant, aren't you a pretty eye to the blind man?
"That, Immortal Master, you...... You can't do that. If you can trust it too much, you might as well change the tune, and you may be able to achieve your goal. ”
After the song "White Fox" was played, there was still no movement inside, and Su Mo couldn't help but be a little silent. Meng Ying hurriedly took two steps forward and said hesitantly.
Su Mo was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "It's okay, tell me, what kind of tune?"
Meng Ying twisted a few times, suddenly took a deep breath, and sang loudly: "There is a dead moose in the wild, and the white grass is wrapped in it." There is a woman with a spring, and Jishi tempts her. There is simplicity in the forest, and there are dead deer in the wilderness. The white grass is pure, and there are women like jade. Comfortable and free, I don't feel embarrassed, I don't make a ...... bark" The singing voice is simple and arbitrary, with Meng Ying's rough voice, there is an indescribable charm.
Poof! Su Mo couldn't hang a mouthful of old blood spurting out, and he was Smecta on the spot. Your sister's! "There is a Dead Moose in the Wild"! Do you want to be so bold? Su Mo couldn't believe that the old Mengying, who was usually steady, actually suggested that he play this tune at this moment.
There is a dead moose in the wild, which is a folk style in the Book of Songs. It almost bluntly describes the scene of a young man and a woman cheating on each other.
At this time, play such a song, Lao Meng, you are Chiguoguo's bad intentions, and you want to teach me badly.
It took Su Mo a long time to come back to his senses, and he smashed his mouth and wanted to say something. But suddenly I felt something in my heart and turned my head to look.
In that direction, there are women like jade, fluttering in white, graceful and pretty. When the wonderful eyes flowed, the jade cheeks were flushed, and they were ashamed and angry.......