Cao Xinye counted the days day by day, hoping that her father would let her out one day, however, as of today, seven years have passed.

Cao Xinye's enthusiasm and expectations at the beginning have slowly faded away in the lonely and lonely years, and now only a heart full of holes remains.

If she hadn't miscalculated, she would have been sixteen years old today.

Mother once said that Cao Xinye was born in the night, and that night, the sky was pitch black as if it had been dyed with ink, but there was no heavy depression of ink, revealing a clear and clear taste.

Like a whole crystal transparent black gem, but there are no stars twinkling on it, only a pale yellow crescent moon, surrounded by a shallow and holy halo, as if a faint cage of light veil, hazy, beautiful and dreamy, so named Xin Ye.

Maybe it's because she was born at night, Cao Xinye has always loved the night and the gentle and gentle moonlight.

is twenty-eight years old, is a woman's most beautiful years, Cao Xinye has been married for a year, and it stands to reason that she should get married.

But his father seemed to have forgotten that there was such a person as Cao Xinye, leaving Cao Xinye alone here to fend for himself, if it weren't for the fact that food would appear on time every day, Cao Xinye would probably be completely desperate.

Look up and look at the dark sky.

It's a coincidence, tonight, the moon is also crooked, and there are no stars around, Cao Xinye looked at the silver moon stupidly, smelling the faint fragrance of lotus flowers floating from afar, as if he was going to get drunk.

Really, really good-looking.

There was not a trace of clouds in the dark inky sky, and there were no stars, and the only luminous body in the sky was the thinly curved, hook-like moon, looking at it, it seemed to hook Cao Xinye's heart away.

Cao Xinye suddenly took out the jade flute from his arms. After many times of rubbing, the jade flute does not look old, but the edges and corners are slightly softer, and the color is warmer.

Cao Xinye gently put the jade flute to his lips, and without hesitation, the pale and almost transparent fingers in the moonlight quickly lifted and fell, playing the familiar melody that was almost engraved in his bones.

This is the song that my brother used to play, and it has a nice name, called drunken lovesickness.

Cao Xinye carefully smelled the fragrance of lotus flowers wafting from the wall, slowly closed his eyes, and the memory in front of him reappeared, slowly emerging the thin figure of his brother and the blooming pink lotus behind him.

The sound of the flute is fluttering, with a heavy sadness entrenched in the air, like sighing, like longing, and the complex emotions contained in it cannot be heard really.

But it exudes an ethereal, and a faint lotus fragrance in the air, fresh and elegant.

Suddenly, there was a flute sound, and it slowly merged with Cao Xinye's flute.

Hearing the sound of the flute, Cao Xinye's calm eyes suddenly fluctuated violently, rippling out circles of mist, instantly covering the amber clear but dead gray eyes.

His hands trembled, and the originally beautiful sound of the flute changed its tune, destroying the original ethereal and sad beauty.

However, Cao Xinye seemed to have reacted to something, and quickly returned to the appearance of the ancient well just now, as if the mistake just now was an illusion.

At the end of the song, Cao Xinye had already determined that this person was not his brother, his brother's flute voice was always gentle, but this person was cold and ignorant of the world.

She looked at the person who was playing the flute with some disappointment, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment-

Cao Xinye hasn't gone out for seven years, and his memory is still at the age of nine, and he didn't care much about his appearance at that time, but Cao Xinye remembered that the appearance of his brother and mother was also one of the best, but he couldn't match the person in front of him at all, even if he couldn't see his face clearly, it was his aura that made everything lose color.

The man stood on the high wall, his snow-white robe fluttering in the wind, and instead of combing the fashionable high ponytail, he half-draped his hair, and the mischievous strands brushed his face, making him look a little dissolute.

The night was dark, and even in the moonlight, his face was still hazy and invisible.

Hearing that Bai Ming stood against the light, Cao Xinye could only see the plain clothes and long ink-colored hair, but he was still peerless, his temperament was extraordinary, and everything around him seemed to be reduced to the background.

His Xiao voice is cold without a trace of impurities, if he really sees through the red dust, he can be a bosom friend.

Bai Ming stared at Cao Xinye for a long time before asking, "Are you ...... People from Cao Mansion?"

His voice was clean, cold and cold, like ice water, with the crispness and softness of water, but not too warm, and the cold and clear of ice, but not too cold.

Cao Xinye was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and said vaguely: "Ah......hhhh

A flickering god, the white shadow flashed, the uninvited guest on the wall was already close in front of him, Cao Xinye subconsciously took a step back, and looked at Wenren Bai Ming in disbelief, this time he finally saw his face clearly, and couldn't help but show surprise.

This person's facial features are as delicate as finely carved, slender eyebrows fly obliquely into the sideburns, and narrow Danfeng eyes.

The inside is full of light, shining, as deep as obsidian, you can't see the emotions inside, the thin red lips are pursed together, and the long ink-colored hair is slightly messy on the white jade face, and the contrast between black and white forms a strong contrast.

He was wearing a wide plain gown, with delicate aqua blue patterns tattooed on the cuffs and neckline, a moon-white jade-inlaid belt slightly loosely tied to the gown, and a translucent white brocade coat of the same color on the outside, which hung down to the ankle white boots, and made the whole person look slender and tall, with an extraordinary bearing.

Rao is Cao Xinye never cared about this, and he was slightly stunned, and then his eyes flashed, and he looked at him vigilantly and asked, "This place is so remote, how can the son pass by here?"

Hearing this, Bai Ming seemed surprised that Cao Xinye regained his composure so quickly, his slender eyebrows raised, and he glanced at Cao Xinye with some indifference, as if he was hesitating to tell Cao Xinye, and then finally spoke:

"I'm here to visit Mr. Cao, and I happened to pass by here, so I couldn't help but ......"

Cao Xinye thought about it carefully, there was no one called Teacher in Ouyang Mansion, and when he thought that it was his own family, he asked a lot: "Who is Teacher Cao?"

Hearing this, Bai Ming raised his eyebrows, and simply turned his whole body to face Cao Xinye, and with a flick of his wide sleeves, a breeze rose, "The girl doesn't even know who Teacher Cao is?"

After speaking, he stared at Cao Xinye with a suspicious face, and the latter sentence faintly revealed a bit of sharpness, as if it contained murderous aura.

Cao Xinye was a little funny, do you have to know who Teacher Cao is, is he very famous, but Cao Xinye was a little angry at the thought of being suspected by this cold man, and his tone was a little rushed:

"Why can't I not know who Mr. Cao is? He walked to the house very unhappily, waved his hand, and said, "Childe, please go back." ”

Cao Xinye is not afraid that Bai Ming will have ill intentions towards her, if there is, she has no ability to resist, right?

Hearing this, Bai Ming lowered his head and pondered, suddenly remembered something, and said to Cao Xinye's back, "Could it be that you are Teacher Cao's monster daughter?"

Seeing Cao Xinye's back stop suddenly, Bai Ming knew that he had guessed correctly, "It's really better to meet than to be famous, and the bloodthirsty demon butterfly that has spread all over the township doesn't seem to be very good~"

Cao Xinye hurriedly ran back to him, grabbed his sleeve and asked, "What do you mean about me......?" Demon butterfly?"

Hearing this, Bai Ming quietly pulled out his sleeves, "...... It's nothing. ”

Cao Xinye seemed to have expected it a long time ago, there was no surprise on his face, let alone a sad look, and he returned to his composure.

He was silent for a long time, and finally asked, "Huh, I thought you would pester me more......

Cao Xinye looked at him, his eyes were clear as if he could see through people's hearts, but there was a faint breath of despair, and Bai Ming's heart jumped when he saw it, his face was silent, but he couldn't help but think of Mr. Cao's appearance when he mentioned this "scourge" in the past......

The gaze is as cold as ice, but it is a little dim inside, like a layer of dust on the ice, but it still carries the wisdom to see through everything, as if everything has nowhere to hide.

After listening to the remnant blood group specially set up by their Wenren clan for the monsters, they only glanced at him meaningfully, and immediately looked away.

But Bai Ming had distracting thoughts in his heart, and he kept remembering this cold and see-to all-insighted eyes.

While hearing that Bai Ming fell into deep thought, Cao Xinye also began to worry, and his delicate eyebrows were tightly twisted: "I...... Shouldn't you live in the world?"

The girl suddenly burst out with a sentence, Bai Ming didn't react at once, and looked at Cao Xinye suspiciously, "Huh?"

Cao Xinye looked directly at the Danfeng eyes that he had raised, and saw that they were full of doubts from them, so he breathed a sigh of relief and blessed himself slightly: "It's nothing, the son must have something to do here, so I won't send it far." ”

She unceremoniously turned around and went back to the room, and a cold male voice came from behind her, "My name is Wenren Bai Ming, live well, I will come to see you again." ”

Hearing the assurance in his voice, Cao Xinye paused slightly, and did not look back after all.

Cao Xinye returned to the room, and the large night pearl in the room emitted a soft royal blue halo.

The tattered window paper made a whirring sound under the cool summer breeze, which was very incongruous with the delicate carved window frames.

Cao Xinye looked at the bronze mirror and sighed, the mirror vaguely reflected the girl's beautiful face, and under the background of the night pearl, her skin was like congealed cream, her face was like a peach blossom, and her mother's face was eight points like it.

Cao Xinye couldn't help but think of her mother who had cared for her since she was a child, and the crystal tears suddenly slid down Bai Yu's face, splashing a splash on the brick floor.

Thinking that the man would come to see him after he said it, Cao Xinye's originally calm and dead heart suddenly fluctuated slightly, and a happy emotion climbed into his heart, and a touch of gorgeous color like peach blossoms stained his cheeks, which did not dissipate for a long time......

It's okay, since she still makes sense to live with others......

Let's die later.