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She looked at the man in front of her, his facial features were very handsome, like a painting outlined by thick ink, the whole person was as warm as jade, and there was a touch of heroism between his eyebrows, which made him less feminine and more handsome.

She shook her head slightly, "You're not him. ”

The same music, but different people.

Although the Sikong tilt in her memory is just a phantom, she clearly remembers his appearance, his beauty is a kind of beauty as soft as moonlight, and there has never been a heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

The man's pale eyes were stained with joy, and he took a few steps forward, leaned down and asked her, "Who is it?" ”

"A friend of mine, he plays this piece a lot." Yun Juan pointed to the piano on the stone table and found that although this piano was precious, it was not the one that Si Tian was used to.

This piano has red tassels on it, and Sikong's piano is relatively simple, he never falls any tassels, only puts a Luo Xinghua on the piano.

"When I heard this song, I thought he was coming, but I was sorry to mistake you for him." Yun Juan looked at the bodies of the two of them very close, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Looks like you're missing this friend." He took two more steps forward, closing in on her again.

"Hmm." Yun Wan nodded, since she was reborn, she has always had a commonplace in her life, she is already an excellent friend, and she will naturally miss him after half a year.

Seeing Yun Wan admitting, he seemed to be very happy, his eyes were filled with joy, and he wanted to step forward again, but when he saw her frowning guardedly, he knew her temperament well, and paused again.

He sat down on the stone bench again: "It's actually to avoid the wind and snow, the girl might as well sit down first." ”

Yun Juan looked at the stone bench next to him and shook his head: "I was originally attracted by the sound of the piano, thinking that I had met an old man, but I didn't expect it to be a misunderstanding. ”

As soon as the words fell, she turned around and walked out of the pavilion, and the melodious sound of the piano immediately came from behind her, which was still the song she was most familiar with.

A warm voice sounded behind her: "It turned out that it was for the sound of the piano, the girl might as well listen to me finish playing this song and comment on who is better at the skill of me and your friend." ”

Yun Wan frowned slightly, she didn't want to comment on the piano skills, but she really missed this piece and the days on Qishan.

She turned around again and sat down on a nearby stone bench.

The man stroked the strings across from her, and melodious notes floated out from under his slender fingertips, bypassing her ears and echoing across Poria Mountain.

The sound of the piano is soft, lingering and long, in this familiar 'chanting', she seems to have returned to Qishan, returned to the medicine house, saw the ghost who stroked the qin under the moon every night, and saw the bunches of Luo Xinghua on the windowsill as blue as the sky.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the clouds were still silent in the music.

After a long time, she came back to her senses, raised her eyes, and saw that the person opposite was looking at her with his head sideways, smiling.

"What's your name?" If this stranger sues her, his name is Sikong Tilt, at this moment, she will also believe it!

The only person who can play this song so well and make her miss the artistic conception is Sikong Tian.

"Wei Xuanji."

"It turned out to be Wei Gongzi." Yun Wan frowned slightly, stared at his face for a long time, and then said embarrassedly: "Wei Gongzi's piano skills are outstanding, and Yun Wan admires him very much." ”

Wei Xuanji smiled: "Your name is Yunxuan, a very nice name, I don't know, who has better piano skills between me and your friend?" ”

Yun Wan bit her lip lightly, hesitated for a while, and asked, "If I say that the way you two play and the artistic conception you express are exactly the same, do you believe it?" ”

Wei Xuanji stared at her deeply, and there was a smile on his lips that couldn't be dissolved, and after a while, he said firmly: "Believe." ”