The gentle sound of the piano still came from the wooden house, Yin Zi raised his head from Wuji's arms, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Yun Xiao had already arrived outside the wooden house and was about to enter the house, and his face was suddenly a little embarrassed: "Go and see how my mother is."

Traceless nodded, took her arm but refused to let go, and walked with her to the door of the wooden house. "[No pop-up window novel network baoly] Xinjian Xiaoxiang's words have been repeated in Wuxi's mind, and what she has to experience is not necessarily less than that of Yun Chu, the owner of Mo Lian

The moment he entered the door, Yin Zi was stunned

The mother was still lying on the couch, her face was even more pale, and the smile on her face was very faint, but very warm.

She looked at the person who was sitting on the low table on the side of the collapse, with a look of love, and the person who stroked the qin seemed to be completely immersed in the music, which shocked Yin Zi, it was really the master who knew how to stroke the qin

After thinking about it, yes, he is Nan Rong Jingcun, how can he not be a qin, the master's memory has been restored

Yun Xiao was just standing aside, and everyone was reluctant to disturb him.

Lan Yin stood at the door, bowing her head a little absent-mindedly, Yun Xiao looked at the two people sitting high and low in the room, with a smile on the corner of her lips.

Yin Zi leaned on the arms of Wuji, listening to the sound of the master's piano, a trace of strangeness flowed in his heart, the master is such a cold person, although this song makes people feel light and quiet, but it is also full of strong love, like a low whisper between lovers, and like standing side by side, only the sound of heartbeat can be heard.

It turned out that for so many years, she didn't know the master, and he still had such a tender side.

At the end of the song, no one wanted to make a sound.

Qiaoyun looked at Dusty with a smile, her eyes became more and more sloppy, she used all her strength, raised an arm, and in front of her eyes, let her fingertips overlap on Dusty's cheeks, moved her lips, and couldn't make a sound, but Yin Zi noticed that her mouth shape: "I can't bear you"

Seeing Qiaoyun's arm drooping down suddenly, Yin Zi instantly came back to his senses from the beautiful sound of the piano from Fang Cai, and raised his foot to want Qiaoyun to run.

Dusty jumped up directly from the short front, stepped forward and grabbed Qiaoyun's fallen arm, and the cold was abnormal, the despair in his heart and the pale face in front of him pierced the complicated pictures in his mind one by one, as if he had started all over again.

Qiaoyun's eyes slowly closed, and the dust was painful: "Qiaoyun"

Lan Yin was stunned: "Young master, do you remember Miss?"

Seeing this, Yun Xiao raised his hand and waved his sleeve, and the entire wooden house was filled with an incense that could not be named.

What makes people indescribable gives birth to a burst of reluctance from their hearts

Yun Xiao turned around and stretched out his hand to Traceless, and Yin Zi saw that Traceless didn't ask or ask, so he directly removed a bag from his sleeve and handed it to her.

Traceless threw the moon red jade towards the dust: "Master, the moon red jade"

Dusty Fang had been immersed in the memory brought to him by the sound of the piano, and at this time, he knew that Yin Zi and they had returned, raised his hand to catch the moon red jade that was thrown over without a trace and put it in Qiaoyun's palm, his big hand, held her cold hand in the palm of his hand, and turned his head to look at the people present: "Please"

Yin Zi wanted to step forward and hug her mother, but seeing that Dusty had been by her mother's side, she really couldn't bear to disturb her when she saw Dusty holding her mother in her arms.

From Master's hoarse shout just now, Yin Zi knew that Master remembered his mother.

They have been apart for too long