I woke up to the sound of a piano. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I didn't care about my own situation, and anxiously searched everywhere for the source of the sound. Just because the voice is so familiar, it's unbelievable!

The sound was continuous and ripe, melodious and frustrating, as quiet and lofty as flowing clouds, and if it were not for the many times practiced by the person who played the piano, he would never have reached such a state!

That's right, I'm not dreaming, this is clearly a song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix"! It's the song I once heard in Guo's mansion!

When I was young, I was very envious of those women who could learn the piano, and what a pleasure it would be to listen to the beautiful sound flowing from my fingertips!

At that time, Bowen took me to Guo's mansion to play this piece for me, and his subordinates said that he had secretly practiced hard for several days in order to play it for me.

He finished playing the tune and asked me, "Yu'er, do you know why I played this piece for you?"

I replied stupidly, "Because I like the guqin." ”

He scratched my nose indulgently: "Then why not some other tune?"

yes, why?

He smiled mysteriously: "This piece is called "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", have you heard the story of Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun?"

……

He once said he wanted to teach me this tune, but it was only later......

I was so immersed in the past that I couldn't help myself, and tears flowed down my face.

It's just that unlike before, a hint of sadness began to linger in the familiar tone, and there was a faint melancholy in the rhythm that sounded cheerful......

Bowen, it turns out that you are not having a good time, it turns out that you have not been as I thought, and you have left me behind with Jiang Liuqinse......

I lay on the pillow and wept silently, tears already wetting most of the pillow.

Bowen, did you know that this beautiful tune was the only melody in my dreams for so many days and nights......

At that moment, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and someone came into the room, and I struggled to stand up in anticipation.

The visitor was probably frightened by my surging tears, and his body was obviously stunned, and then he said with concern: "The girl is not in good health yet, don't act rashly!"

Kindness.

I blinked my misty eyes, trying to see better...... Look at it more clearly......

Disappointment came over the sea - he wasn't a blog post, he wasn't a blog post, he wasn't!

I smiled self-deprecatingly, and the joy and anticipation in my eyes were instantly replaced by despair.

How could I be so stupid, how could I think it was a blog post based on a tune?

Hanyu, Hanyu, it turns out that love can really make people stupid. You have read poetry and books since you were a child, and everyone says that you are ice and snow smart, but there are times when you are so confused.

Are you disappointed? Hurt, aren't you? You are inflicted on yourself, if you don't hold on hope, how can you despair? If you don't give up your heart, how can you be hurt?

It's funny, I chuckled sarcastically, and returned my gaze to the visitor.

The person who came was about eighteen or nineteen years old, I saw him wearing a moon-white robe, slightly pulled up hair, a clear and handsome face, at this time at the door of the long body, calm and noble, casual but elegant, the whole person exuded an elegant fairy air, but the eyebrows and eyes revealed a faint sadness, even if the corners of the mouth smiled, it could not cover the faint cold temperament.

This is a man who has been sad for many years, because this sadness has penetrated into the bone marrow and has become a kind of temperament that follows him like a shadow, and this seems to add a unique charm to him.

He was looking at me from a distance of several feet, his eyes mournful and pretended, as if he were looking at a beloved antique that had been broken. But if I look closely, the gaze is deep and lofty, as if I am looking at something through my face, remembering something.

So there was such a scene in the room: a weak woman in the prime of cardamom was lying on the bed, tears were constantly flowing down her face, as if she had to drown the pillow, she was now holding on to the bed with difficulty, half asleep, a face full of tears revealed despair, a pair of misty eyes with a hint of doubt to look at the handsome man four or five feet away.

And on the opposite side, a pretty boy with a jade tree in the wind, dressed in white, with a long jade body, and a fairy style, was staring at the woman on the bed with an indescribable melancholy gaze at this time, they seemed to have their own hearts, and they tacitly did not speak, silent, silent......

After a long time, he seemed to come back to his senses, smiled politely, and walked over slowly.

Something in the air shattered at the touch of a button.

I suppressed my tears and smiled at him.

"Are you awake?"

"Hmm. ”

Then neither of us spoke again, and he reached for the medicine bowl next to him, and gently scooped a spoonful in front of me.

The action is skilful and natural, without embarrassment, as if we already knew each other, and that action was repeated thousands of times and became a matter of course.

I paused slightly, and then obediently drank the medicine he scooped.

While feeding me medicine, he said slowly: "You are deficient in qi and yin, you need to be regulated, and you must not get angry at will." ”

His gentle words and demeanor were very much like that person, and his serene and mature expression was very much like that of his brother.

My heart warmed, and I suddenly felt a sense of trust.

People are easily vulnerable in front of people they trust, so my nose was sour and tears fell into the bowl.

His hand paused, did not speak, put down the bowl in his hand, and stopped feeding me medicine.

Just as I was a little timid to look up at him, he held out his hand to me: "I'll take you somewhere." ”

What a sight!

Large expanses of pure white chrysanthemums, endlessly, blooming brightly in the sun, swaying from side to side with the breeze, floating in the air with a faint fragrance......

I stared at all this in front of me in a daze, and I was so shocked that I couldn't speak, there was such a quiet and atmospheric place in Jiangfu.

I turned my head to look at him, and he was looking at me blankly, the same expression he had just looked.

He may also be embarrassed to see me looking at him, so he turned his head away.

"This is our ...... Flowers planted together...... Do you know what kind of flower this is?"

"Isn't this a chrysanthemum?" I wondered.

He smiled noncommittally.

For a long time, "I like this flower very much...... I knew it would be open on these two days. ”

When he said these words, his eyes looked into the distance, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and his eyes were as bright as stars. But in an instant, the inexplicable excitement was quickly replaced by bitterness.

I looked at his sad face, and I couldn't help but feel sad. Silently stood aside.

"Do you like it?" he suddenly turned to look at me, his expression gentle and his smile obvious.

I almost took him for a blog post.

At that moment, I clearly felt that he also regarded me as someone else, because the spoiling in his eyes was so obvious that it should never be for a strange woman.

"Hmm. I smiled at him and nodded heavily.

"Why?"

"Tao Yuanming's 'picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely South Mountain' has become a swan song for the ages, how many dynasties, chrysanthemums have become the object of recitation by literati and scholars, I have no intention of seclusion, but I also like the leisurely loftiness of it. What's more, the chrysanthemum smells fragrant, it is wonderful to see, the seedlings can be eaten, and the flowers can be used in medicine, which is really a rare good flower. ”“

He listened to me, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, and finally took my hand and left: "I'll take you somewhere again." ”

I ran with him in the sea of flowers, the flowers brushing the hem of my dress, and the dew wetting the hem of my skirt.

From time to time he stopped to gently remove the hem of my skirt that hung from the branches.

A smile appeared on his face, and the smile went straight to his eyes, and I was happy.

After about half a pillar of incense, we walked onto a beautifully built arched bridge, lined with willow trees on both sides, branches fluttering, water flowing under the bridge, and the crisp sound of birdsong in the air......

I looked at the beautiful scenery in front of me, stepped forward, held on to the handrail, and stretched out my hand to reach the willows.

"It's not there yet. ”

I turned to look at him in amazement, and he smiled mysteriously, ignoring my doubts, and pulled me forward.

When you get off the arched bridge, you see a richly decorated courtyard, which is hidden from the willow trees and cannot be seen from above.

The plaque at the entrance of the courtyard reads "Linyuan Qin Room".

I subconsciously turned my head to look at the bridge, and the word "cold incense" was engraved on the bridge, but the place where the handwriting touched was obviously newer than the stones in other places, and the words were obviously added later.

When I entered the piano room, I was stunned by what I saw.

I saw that there were guqin, zither, pipa, and many unknown musical instruments displayed inside.

I was so excited that I turned to look at him, and he was smiling at me.

I walked over and touched the guqin affectionately, and he followed: "Can you play?"

I shook my head ignorantly, pointed to the instruments and said childishly, "You know all this?"

He didn't speak, looked at me, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

I was instantly filled with admiration for the man in front of me, who was not much older than me.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you. ”

"Really?" I said, raising my voice an octave.

"Hmm. He teased me by the hair.

I feel like I'm the luckiest person in the world. When I wanted to learn the piano, I could learn it, and I had an amazing master.

"But......," I thought about and frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"If others know, will they ......?"

"How so? This is my piano room. ”“

"You're alone?!" my eyes widened.

"You'll come here when you have time. I'll teach you the same. He didn't answer.

It's true?

My eyes lit up, and I knelt down, "Thank you, Master!"

The person in front of him stiffened suddenly, and slowly turned to look at me, with some inexplicable sadness and pain in his eyes, "How did you think of calling me Master?"

"Because ......"

"Stop!" I was interrupted by my explanation, and I looked at his suddenly serious face in amazement, with a hint of fear and a hint of distress.

"Don't call me Master. He relieved his mood and smiled reluctantly.

"Uh. ”

He hurriedly turned around and went out of the piano room, and when I chased him to the door, he was nowhere to be seen, so I had to wait for him cautiously in the piano room.

In the middle of the night, just when I thought I couldn't wait, he came in with a few pairs of medicines.

"Your physique is too poor, these are a few pairs of Chinese medicine, decoction of one pack a day. ”

I looked at a few pairs of medicines, my nose was sour, I was very moved, very moved.

He turned away from me, "Go back, it's late." ”

I sniffled, picked up a few pills, and headed for the door.

"Wait. ”

I looked at him suspiciously.

He said a little shyly: "It's good that you only use today's use, anyway, you'll come over tomorrow, right...... I'll see if there's anything I can add. ”

"Hmm. I nodded heavily, put the rest of the medicine down, and got out of the house.