The moonlight sprinkled a layer of frost on everything on the ground, and Yu Yunche really couldn't sleep, so he put on a dress and sat on the steps in a daze. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The events in the mirror are vivid, the sharp accusations, the disappeared relatives...... Bombarding his own head, shaking himself with a faint headache.

Such a crazy "self", like a dream, but so real, my parents sent me to the villa probably also know their own business......

Thinking back to her father's expression and strange things before, she buried her head in her knees, the depth of the night, the silence of the valley could not infect her at all, and when she reacted, she found that she had gotten up and was walking around.

The buildings around him have faded from the warmth and liveliness of the day, and the closed doors and windows are like cold beasts that refuse people thousands of miles away, which makes people afraid.

As Yu Yunche walked, he saw a pear grove, the snow-white pear blossoms dissolved into the moonlight, quiet and holy, and he couldn't help but feel better, so he looked stunned.

"Who are you......" A sudden inquiry came from behind him, which made Yu Yunche tremble.

Looking back, it was actually Yin Feichen, he was very close, a head taller than himself, his hair was untied when he first met, and under the moonlight, it was not pitch-black ink, but that gentle light brown.

His appearance was much clearer than what he had seen before, his eyebrows and eyes were slender, his nose was straight, he was still young but already had an extraordinary countenance, the moonlight sprinkled the shadow of his eyelashes on his white skin, and his light-colored lips seemed to hide a smile at the corners of his mouth, as if he could glimpse it as if he could see it as if he could see it as soon as he spoke.

He really smiled and shook an object in front of Yu Yunche, she subconsciously noticed that it was the sandalwood flute, but then she reacted, this moonlight looks at people with such good intentions, and the other party is still a teenager, can't help but be a little old face red, cough.

"My name is Yuyun Che......"

"Yin Feichen. He nodded, then asked, "I think you're a little familiar......

"Senior Brother Yin, I've only been in the valley for less than a month, and the last time we met was ...... Qi Fengling and Wu Yan fought that time......"

"I'm a little impressed, but what are you doing here at such a late hour?" he asked, turning his gaze to the woods.

"Hmm......" Yu Yunche lowered his head, not knowing how to answer.

"From the first time I arrived, I liked it very much, and I felt that I could understand the rhythm of the trees and flowers in the forest, especially at night, and I felt that I could concentrate on it. ”

He didn't seem to force Yu Yunche to speak, walked a few steps towards Lilin, turned around, and made an inviting gesture, Yu Yunche looked at his smile, and unconsciously raised his legs and went with him......

The pear forest was not deep, he walked to a wooden stake and smiled at Yu Yunche: "You can sit here." ”

When Yu Yunche sat down, there was a sound of branches beside him, and when he looked up, he found that he was very skilled in climbing the tree...... This is not the same as what he had seen and heard about Yin Feichen before, Yu Yunche didn't dare to say anything, he could also see the moon from this position, so he calmed down, watched the sky and glanced at the people on the tree by the way.

Yin Feichen closed his eyes, as if he was immersed in meditation and didn't dare to make a sound to disturb, a slight breeze blew, he raised his ears slightly, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth, and the flute turned around in his hand, and just put it to his mouth and played......

Very soft and melodious tune, in the pear blossoms, the breeze is very harmonious and wonderful, Yu Yunche also subconsciously closed his eyes to feel, although he has never learned the rhythm, but he was also touched by the longing in the flute song, and an unknown emotion, and even his own troubles gradually faded......

This moment, although it is bland, still makes Yu Yunche remember it, and no matter how far he goes in the future, no matter how much he experiences, he can't erase it.

This song, with the original innocence and the beauty of youth, left a deep impression in my heart and had endless aftertaste......

The sound of the flute gradually stopped, and it felt like the wind had stopped, and after a while, Yu Yunche took a deep breath before slowly opening his eyes and looking up at Yin Feichen.

He had put the flute down, and with one hand he pulled over a twig, which he gently folded, and then jumped off the tree.

"Sending a message to the wind in the middle of the night, Qiong Bao bullied the snow and the moon to fight. He handed the flower branch to Yu Yunche.

Yu Yunche was pleasantly surprised, the flowers on the branches were crystal clear, not sparse or dense, and the fragrance was continuous, Yu Yunche liked it very much, so he thanked him.

Yin Feichen was bowing slightly to the pear tree......

"The flowers are not mine, and I want to thank this tree and this forest, but I have thanked you for it. He said lightly.

The flowers and branches between the pear groves move slightly in the wind, as if they are responding, which is very wonderful.

"I think they love your flute, too, it's so nice. ”

"If you like it, if you like. He smiled slightly, and the two of them fell silent and looked up at the moonlight.

It was still a little cold at night, I didn't feel it just now, but now that I calmed down, I felt that the temperature was getting lower and lower, and Yuyun Che rolled up his sleeves.

Yin Feichen noticed her appearance, put away the flute, and said, "I'll send you back." ”

"Good ......" Yu Yunche's heart warmed.

The two walked on the road without saying anything, but they didn't mean to be embarrassed, and when they arrived at the door, Yin Feichen said goodbye: "Go to sleep, no matter how much you worry, it won't help you, you might as well face tomorrow seriously." ”

Yu Yunche looked up in some surprise, feeling that his casual words were very reasonable, he had lived for so long and had not seen clearly by a young man, with some shame, he nodded and thanked: "Thank you, senior brother." ”

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yes, what's the use of thinking so much......

The future is determined by oneself and not by simple prophecy, and there must be a way to stop that ridiculous prophecy.

Inside the house, Yu Yunche gently put the pear blossom into a porcelain vase and admired it for a while. There was some movement in the back, and when I looked back, I found that Qin Hanhan turned over and continued to fall asleep with his back to him.

He smiled helplessly at himself, shook his head, and felt that he really thought too much today, so he climbed into the quilt, the fragrance of flowers calmed people's hearts, and Yu Yunche quickly fell asleep.