Since Song Shijing left silently, the two have cut off contact. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mu Qian picked up his phone a few times and edited a text message for a few minutes or half an hour, but he didn't send it for a long time.

Then the words that have been carefully considered, which are not painful or painful, and are not deep or shallow, will be deleted one by one......

He would sometimes sit on the windowsill and watch the flowers bloom and fall outside, and there would always be more troubles in his heart.

Occasionally looking back, I found that I had been a very deep person, and these troubles have also become the proof of his stage results.

Wait for the demon slayer to do the work after they have perfected, wait for Zhen's father to calm Zhen's mother's uneasiness, and wait for Xiaoling to get used to the life of having a mobile phone...... Life has also returned to its usual blandness.

With so many things happening this summer, accidents that threaten to make a new plan again and again......

But in the end, he still relied on his own strength to temporarily expel all this quick and chaotic chaos.

This strength also seems to be an obstacle to making it impossible for me to be a human again, but I must not give it up, and there is no way to throw it away.

Well, it's good to be able to experience what regret is this time.

"Brother, you wait for me, I can't run!"

In the morning light, the 'close' brother and sister are always going back and forth in the streets and parks in the murmur of the little girl.

Mu Qian's gentle laughter, Xiao Ling's pouting complaints, and her coquettish voice chasing her brother and begging her to carry them made the neighbors in the neighborhood happy for a day.

The breath of youth.

Without the daily routine of this stupid demon slayer, he began to return to his original stability.

Although most of the townspeople have lost some of their memories, fortunately there are no accidents, and there are not a single vegetative person or two.

There was also the sudden renovation of the mall, and the large amount of lost work that the townspeople received after three days of martial law......

Xiao Ling has been practicing guzheng in the past few summer vacations, which is what Xiao Ling strongly requested when Zhen's mother asked her what talent she wanted to learn.

Because Mu Qian was very interested in female musicians who played the guzheng for a while, although it was because Mu Qian felt familiar with this kind of classical melody, which he could often hear when he was originally a human.

In the small pavilion at the entrance of the village, the fairy who stroked the piano...... It's just that the appearance is blurry, and I can't really see it.

Forgetting will always be forgotten, and regret will inevitably arise.

Song Shijing's appearance and departure were like a short-term passerby, which made him feel a sense of regret that he had not seen for a long time.

It was a very hazy one, which might be within reach in front of you, but when you reached out, you found that you couldn't touch it...... That's pretty much what it tastes like.

"Brother, I'm going to practice today. ”

"I'll send you there," Mu Qian is also going to work, "Are you going to go shopping this time?"

Xiao Ling suddenly remembered the experience of practicing the piano for the first time this summer, and quickly shook his head, "Well, well, don't do it! My brother is already eating soil, and I can't let you even lose your pocket money to buy water!"

Muqian: ......

That time, it was the beginning of Xiaoling knowing his brother's secret.

Her little mouth is very tight, and she hasn't leaked the news until now......

I didn't go shopping, so I chose to go out at noon, although the weather was still so hot, but most of the trees were shaded along the way.

Pushing the long-ordained bicycle in front of you, you can climb the hill hard.

If you go uphill, you will naturally go downhill, and the effort of going uphill will be returned in the ease of going downhill.

"Sit tight?"

"Hmm!" Xiao Ling put his arm around his brother's waist and looked up at the corners of his brother's mouth with a slight smile when he turned his head slightly......

Mu Qian kicked his all-day skylight, alloy frame, and luxury shock absorber like a somewhat crippled bicycle in front of him, and it was galloping.

"Oh-"

The familiar howl.

……

'Ding' and 'dong' are often used to describe the elegance of the sound of the piano, or the clarity of the spring water.

Halfway up the mountainside, the low fence, the flower-filled courtyard, the sound of the piano and the ticking of the spring can be found, and the pink petals flutter everywhere......

The long-haired girl dressed in a classical dress stood in the corridor of the courtyard, stunned and looked at the flower tree that grew up with her.

This year's flowers seem to bloom much later than last year......

Are you waiting for me to come back?" she asked.

The wind swept through the courtyard, the leaves swayed, and the pink petals fluttered a little more.

'Then, will he wait for me too?'

"Xiaojing?" a gentle female voice came from behind.

It seems that a little louder voice will destroy the faint elegance.

A beautiful woman in a cheongsam sits in the middle of the room and pours a cup of tea over and over in a tea ceremony.

The living room is decorated with an antique atmosphere, and the luthier who plays the piano is playing beside it, because it receives important guests.

"Mother's ......"

When Song Shijing turned around, there was a smile out of etiquette on the corner of her mouth, and she also bowed to the blonde hair who was still wearing plaster after a week: "Sister Yu." ”

Growing up in this environment, Song Shijing's incompatibility in real life can be explained......

It's still relatively simple.

Sister Yu still has a plaster ring fixed around her neck, and she can't twist it casually, so she can only use those eyes to look left and right.

The mouth opened a slit: "Come here, your family has a lot of rules." ”

The cheongsam beauty with eyebrows somewhat similar to Xiao Song shouted softly: "Come in." ”

Waiting for her mother to call gently, Song Shijing lowered her head and walked in.

She wore white socks, and a long dress of satin sewn with fine workmanship that was hard to find—handmade by her mother.

Song Shijing knelt behind the low table, in fact, she was not so restrained, after all, it was in her own home, that is, her mother had more rules in front of outsiders. She opened her mouth and asked, "Sister Yu, is there something wrong with coming over suddenly? I'm not on vacation......

"Xiaojing," her mother reminded, "don't be too rude to your elders. ”

"Oh...... Aunt Yu. ”

"I'll go!" Sister Yu almost flipped the table directly, "Just call Sister! Don't listen to your mother! I came to you this time, there is indeed something...... Follow your advice, though. ”

"What?" Song Shijing asked softly.

Sister Yu sighed, sat cross-legged, and straightened the hem of her skirt.

"The proposal to make the town you investigated last time a no-go zone has passed, and I went over with a wound, and those old guys turned white. However, trouble also followed. ”

Song Shijing was a little nervous, and her two little hands were gently holding under the table.

"I do!"

"You are willing to say what I say!" Sister Yu rolled her eyes.

"Don't interrupt the elders," her mother reminded softly beside her, and Song Shijing could only continue to be patient.

Those eyes were dark and bright, full of anticipation.

For a week at home, she was about to be tormented by an inexplicable, unspeakable emotion.

"The mountain lord has decided to go and see that young man in person, cough, that strong man," Sister Yu pursed her mouth, "It should be regarded as a negotiation at the level of power, to determine whether the other party is harmful." At the same time, we also need to have an upfront liaison. ”

Song Shijing was very decisive: "I am willing!"

"Good comrade! Sister really didn't mistake you!It's you!" Sister Yu patted Song Shijing's fragrant shoulder, and her words were full of deep meaning, "You are the most suitable person, don't worry about going boldly, and carry out your person in charge to the end!"

"I'm against it. ”

There were gentle words from the side, gentle with some determination.

The beautiful and dignified woman picked up a cup of tea and put it in front of Sister Yu, and the two excited beauties stopped moving at the same time.

"My daughter's house should stay at home, and try not to approach such a dangerous place. ”

Song Shijing's face fell, and she looked at Sister Yu like a helper.

Sister Yu winked at her.

Decoding the Blink Signal: Isn't Running Away?

"Hmm!" Song Shijing nodded solemnly, her eyes full of light.

Mother Song, who has classical beauty and artistic atmosphere next to her:

When I'm blind.