Under the moonlight, Mei Bixue leaned on the emerald green lawn, and the two little Loli with bright eyes and bright teeth beside her, holding their small heads, blinking a pair of clear big eyes, looked at the woman who was brushing the strings of the guzheng with a look of worship.

Su Zimo listened carefully to the continuous pleasant sound of the zither in his ears, squinted his eyes slightly, and made an intoxicated appearance, this time, all the bitter smiles of today were dispelled one by one, making the whole person a lot more relaxed, and deep down he seemed to enjoy the peaceful atmosphere in front of him.

Mei Bixue seemed to be ignorant of the situation around her, immersed in the ocean of music, a pair of jade hands continued to brush over the silver-white strings, and a beautiful melody continued to jump out, converging into a sea of music, diffusing to the surroundings, making the passers-by outside the courtyard all pause, gradually slowing down, until finally stopped, pricked up their ears, and listened to the sudden sound of the kite.

"This ...... What kind of instrument is this? Sounds very peaceful, inexplicably relaxed? ”

"Huh? This music seems to have a melancholy tinge to it, what kind of song is this? Why haven't I heard it before?"

"Such incredible music, it can actually make people get rid of the anxiety in their hearts, and only tranquility is left"

"It's really nice music, with the moonlight tonight, it's really relaxing, it's really inexplicable music"

"This ...... Could it be that there is a classical musician who is playing the piano here? ”

"It's really beautiful music, and people can't help but feel the appearance of a long-haired woman in white clothes, leaning on the grass, brushing the strings under the moonlight."

“......”

On the street, passers-by under the neon lights heard this beautiful music, and they all appeared doubts and admiration from the depths of their hearts, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in their hearts, but the music in their ears was so beautiful that everyone lingered, so they just stayed in place and listened carefully, without making a noise.

Mei Bixue naturally didn't know about the scene outside the wall, a pair of beautiful eyes swept the notes of scribbled handwriting, and deduced it infinitely in her heart, but there was no stop in the fingering, Qianqianyu's hand kept brushing on the twenty-one dazzling zither, if it was seen by ordinary people, I am afraid it would be admired as a visual feast.

Without him, under the illumination of the moonlight, his beautiful face, dressed in a white dress, exudes a dusty temperament, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, which makes people feel admired.

The gentle and low sound of the piano, like a beautiful sound, echoes in the sky. Like a drizzle hitting plantains, it is silent from afar, and it is still in my ears. Slowly revel in the low-key sound of the piano. Suddenly, worry filled my heart, and suddenly I felt a sense of sadness.

Su Zimo seemed to associate himself with all kinds of previous lives from this qin song, his handsome face was a little complicated, the corners of his eyes seemed to be cushioned by the sand blown by the wind, he blinked his sour eyes, raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes, but it was a little wet, and then looked at the little crystal droplets of water on his fingers, slightly stunned, and finally turned into a low sigh.

Su Xi'er, who was snuggled in Su Zimo's arms, seemed to have sensed something, raised her slightly ignorant little head, looked at the lost Su Zimo, stretched out her soft little hand, and held the other hand that the other party was holding her.

Su Zimo felt the feeling in his arms, lowered his head to meet the other party's big eyes full of worry, reached out and rubbed the other party's soft little face, the complicated look on his face finally turned into a doting, under Su Xi'er's dependent expression, he reached out and hugged him tightly in his arms, and gently shook his body with the melody, but formed a warm color.

Outside the courtyard, there were originally only a few scattered people, but with the passage of time and the sound of music, more and more people stayed, until this moment, about a dozen people, all with surprised looks, looking at the inner courtyard separated by a wall.

Although I can't see the scene, but I can't help but think about the beautiful music, many people's hearts are flashing the same picture, a beautiful fairy, slender hands caressing the strings, a wisp of green silk leaning on the shoulder sliding, fingertips sliding, a song only because of the melody in the sky around the ears, the sound is like a butterfly about to fly, fluttering its smart wings, flying to the clear sky.

Although this aesthetic aspect is associated with it, it also fascinates many people, but perhaps in order to maintain the beautiful sound of the piano, many people do not make noise and explore the idea, but just stand quietly and listen with curiosity and appreciation.

Although modern classical music is far from modern pop music, there are still some people who still cling to this classical music.

It's not that classical music is inferior to modern music, but that it lacks some masterpieces, and if this piece appears in front of the public, it will definitely make many people know classical music, so as to understand it, be familiar with it, and further increase the popularity of this kind of music.

Mei Bixue's slender and white fingers plucked the strings of the tree roots, and a gentle and smooth sound of the piano popped, like gurgling water, with a touch of sadness.

The breeze blows, bringing up the fragrance of the osmanthus tree in the corner, and in an instant, the white coat flutters. The sound of the piano is agitated and endless. Between the beginning and the end of the hand, the business string vibrated whose heartstrings.

Then Mei Bixue's jade hand gradually slowed down, and the sound of the piano became quiet and elegant, tactful, with a touch of sadness, just like the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

With the passage of time, this elegant and euphemistic qin song finally came to an end, Mei Bixue's white and flawless jade hand stopped on the strings, and the euphemistic and beautiful sound of the piano next to her ears also stopped abruptly, and she did not speak for the first time, but lowered her head, and her beautiful face flashed a thoughtful look.

It wasn't until Mei Bixue showed a sudden look that Su Zimo stretched out his hands, patted them, and a round of applause occurred, attracting the attention of the other party, and said in praise, "Teacher, your piano skills are really admirable, I thought you were just Hua Dan, but I didn't expect your piano skills at the moment to also reach everyone's level" The words were full of sincerity, without the slightest hint of hypocrisy, and even, faintly with a hint of envy.

Mei Bixue brushed up the hair on her forehead, revealing a beautiful face, and said softly, "Zimo, thank you, I like this piece very much, but it's too precious, I ......"

Seeing this, Su Zimo interrupted the other party's unfinished words, and said with a smile, "Teacher, whether it is expensive or not, I don't know, a classic tune, if it can't be perfectly interpreted, it will be worthless, and I believe in you" After that, a pair of handsome eyes were full of sincerity, looking at the other party's suffocating face.

Mei Bixue's face turned red rarely, and she whispered "Thank you" and then looked up at the bright moon in the sky that exuded white brilliance, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with an unpredictable different color.

Su Zimo smiled silently, looked up at the bright moon, and his thoughts were beating.......

Speechless and silent,

The bright moon has light, and people have affection.

Don't be lovesick like the moon,

From the clouds to the city.