Ruyue's cold and beautiful eyebrows reveal a faint gentleness, there is no doubt that the woman in front of her is beautiful, just like the bright moon on the side of the sky, the light in the night is completely gathered, and her calm gestures are all elegant colors. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Please wait for Takiyue to burn incense and clean your hands. She whispered to the eagle who was sitting on the rattan chair, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as she spoke, and her face was demure.

"Hmm" Knowing that the piano master would burn incense before playing the piano, and cleaning his hands was also a sign of respect for the piano, he knew her habits, so he called Qi Qi who was standing on the side, and instructed in a quiet voice, "Qi Qi, light the incense, just take the soul incense!"

"Yes, Jun Shao. Qiqi nodded in response.

At the beginning, Takiyue also raised her eyes to look at him with a little surprise when she heard the soul incense of the bird, and when she saw the way he looked back, her heart was also relaxed, knowing that he had arranged it this way, and a warmth spread in her heart, so she smiled back and said, "Thank you Jun Shao." ”

Then he followed Qi Qi into the inner room to clean his hands.

After Takizuki finished cleaning his hands, he sat down on the cushion that the little envoy had prepared, and the piano burned with a puff of soul incense burning with green smoke, and a happy light crossed his eyes.

The five-stringed Yueqin was already placed in front of her, her slender hands gently brushed the surface of the piano, her red lips were slightly curled, and her purple eyes were full of quiet brilliance, and when she looked at the Yueqin, she felt as if she had seen a priceless treasure.

She was angry in the dantian, and only after her heart was clear did she slowly stroke the piano and play, the vivid aftersound lingered in the dark hall, the slow rhythm was clear and void like smoke emitting faintly, and the sound of smoke was all around, just like this time she was so quiet and spiritual, and the prelude was slow and relaxing.

But I didn't know that after the prelude, the style of the song turned in vain, the rhythm began to slowly superimpose, and the melodious and a little poignant tone appeared in front of the listener like a beautiful and hanging painting.

The melodious and tactful rhythm passed, turned into a sad water and slowly became sad, and in the end, the sadness gradually turned into a kind of despair, and then she seemed to feel that the torment was not thorough enough, and the painting style turned back to a lively and cheerful, but faint and more sad rhythm, which is the sound of an indifferent killer.

Although Takizuki gives people the feeling of being as soft as a weak woman, her hands are powerless, and the tune that pops up is as soft as her face, like a petal falling from a branch, softly falling on people's hearts, but this is also the mask she hides on her face.

The real sound of the piano is like a cold arrow, inadvertently, it will hit your heart so hard that you don't even know when you died, because you are confused by the sound of her piano, thinking that the softness of the petals can't hurt people, but often in the end it will sweep the aura on your body.

Sitting quietly above, the squint and listen to her piano sound, looking at the woman's beautiful face, without any powder on her face, her face is like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, so like the woman in the painting is not at all like the girl who had a pair of stubborn and shining lights a few years ago.

I still remember when I first saw Takizuki, when he was young, he met the person who was holding a piano tightly and stubbornly refused to let go of the few people who were abused and snatched it away, which was the last relic left by her mother, how could it not be snatched away by these people who saw money.

She was wearing a tattered shirt, which was very large, enveloping her petite body, and she could vaguely feel the chill seeping in, the little face with a dirty face was frozen red by the cold wind, and her small body was also shivering, she was holding the piano with both hands and was pressed on the snow, and the people next to her were already red-eyed, and it seemed that she was also angry with the little girl in front of her, and punched the thin body.

The others grabbed the piano in her hand, but she held on tightly, and then she was forced to kick it together, and kept cursing some ugly words on her lips.

The boy standing around the corner looked at her coldly, even if he touched the girl's plea for help, he still looked at the girl with an indifferent face as if he were looking at a dead thing.

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The girl showed a cold smile, and cut the corners of her lips with blood, the world was hot and cold, and it was better to beg others than herself, and she slammed the piano in her hand into one of the men who was kicking her in the stomach, and howled like a beast, and waved it frantically at the others with the piano in her hand.

That was the first time she saw her, at that time she was like a little beast that had been forced to hurry, snowflakes fell, and the wind constantly swirled and flew with snowflakes, falling on one of her black hair, scattered on her shoulders in a mess, and her raged clothes were so thin that she trembled, but despite this, she couldn't extinguish the purple eyes that were dyed red in her eyes, and she was enchanting like a monster and emitted the anger of a little beast.

In a dazzling snow, like an ink painting, the girl standing in it is not afraid of death, with strong eyebrows, and it is because of this glance that he made up his mind to accept his subordinates and make her more dazzling and charming.

When the song is finished, the piano stops.

The moment Takizuki came out of the sound of the piano, he looked at the eagle who was looking at him meaningfully for some reason, and his eyes seemed to be looking at her, but not at her.

"Jun Shao, I don't know how Takiyue played?" she couldn't help but ask.

In fact, when the piano stopped, the pat had already come back to her senses, but her eyes were still looking at her tightly, and then she retracted her gaze faintly, and said unhurriedly, "The timbre and tone are good, and it seems that a lot of effort has been put into this time, which is very good." He didn't make any false comments, and it was indeed even more murderous, which was a very good thing.

"To be praised by Jun Shao, Takiyue is really happy, and it is also Jun Shao Liao's praise. Takitsuki smiled indifferently and replied modestly.

"Compared to the first time you played the piano, this is already very commendable. He meant something.

"Jun Shao doesn't say it, Takiyue is afraid that he has forgotten that he only had a piano but can't play it at the beginning, so in this way, it is also because of Jun Shao's promotion that there is the current Takiyue. Takitsuki said calmly, with no waves on his face, and his eyes were as calm as water.

"It's your own hard work, not my promotion. A sneer crossed his eyes, and he asked slowly, "Did you blame me for not saving me when I saw death?" ”

"Nope. She said with a lowered brow.

"No complaints?" he continued to ask aggressively, not knowing what he was clinging to.

"No, if it wasn't for Jun Shao, I'm afraid there won't be the current Takizuki, and it's too late to be grateful, so why complain!" she said sincerely, and she was sincerely grateful for his takeover.

"But I really didn't intend to save you. He leaned back and lowered his voice and said coldly, looking at Takitsuki indifferently, with a thick indifference in his eyes, "Don't think I think so well, as they say, I'm more ruthless than anyone else." ”