When he walked away, I looked at the piano in my hand, remembering that I had been forced to learn to play the piano for so long in the demon world, and I had not touched the strings for many days in the world.

If you touch it, it is estimated that it will not be broken, and if you play it, the strings will not break. Thinking like this in his heart, he suddenly felt reasonable, turned around and walked towards Qingshui Building, stepped into the house, reflexively closed the door with his sleeves, put the broken piano on the table, and stretched out his hand to stroke the strings. It's okay, it's okay, under careful touch, I think this string is really good, although the body looks a little old and damaged, but the strings are tight and moist to the touch, and the touch is excellent. Thinking about the music that was played, it was also excellent, no wonder Zilian Yishang Immortal wanted to collect this broken piano, it turned out that this string was extraordinary.

The more I touched it like this, the more I felt itching.

It's strange, before, when I was in the Demon Palace, I was forced to practice the piano every day, why I didn't have the mood I have now, anxious, itchy hands to try, looking at this broken piano, I can't wait to swallow this whole piano in my stomach.

It seems to have been too long since I touched the strings.

Putting off his robe, sitting on the stool, pressing the strings with both hands, yes, there were suddenly fewer ants in my heart. The sound of the strings caressing lies in the heart of the heart of the piano at this moment, and only then does it return from the Louvre, and a faint figure always floats in front of him, lingering.

Infatuation has no regrets, stubbornness is so, stroke a song "Sigh Tune", chant and recite, and the piano sound lingers.

Yu Menghui, Pan Jun came to see Jun Xi, wept tears and wanted to ask the son, did not answer Xi Pan Jun pity, and finally did not regret not daring to caress more, only one song, I reached out and stroked the strings, stopped the sound of the piano, and did not dare to let it play again.

A round of applause rang out behind me, and I was startled, and my hand on the strings stiffened. Thinking about it, when I entered the door, I closed the door tightly with my backhand! Why didn't I hear the slightest sound of the door opening when Zilian came in? Is it really fascinated by the piano and fu, can you ignore it?

No way! How could I be so unlucky!

I screamed in pain in my heart, and I only secretly stroked it for a while, and then Zilian grabbed it. Now at this time, how am I going to explain it to him, and how am I going to open my mouth to say it to him?

"What's wrong?"

Unexpectedly, there was a sound behind him that was like a smile from Botai.

I put down the stone in my heart, turned my head to look at him, I was still a little uneasy in my heart, tilted my head and looked past him to look outside the Qingshui Building, fortunately, I didn't find the figure of Zilian.

"Why are you here?"

Actually, what I especially want to ask in my heart is, why are you here again, but in view of remembering the last time he came to Qingshui Building, I said the same sentence, and this sentence made him sad, so I simply omitted the word 'again' this time.

Footsteps sounded, and he slowly walked this way. Then, without my permission, he sat down next to me. At this distance, I really felt that I was being taken advantage of, and I was displeased, so I turned my head and glared at him angrily.

He didn't get angry, just lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled, and then, raising his hand to touch the body of the piano, his eyes were deep, and he sighed softly: "Today, three thousand years later, you are still found by him." ”

The word 'you' in your mouth? It doesn't seem to be me, 3,000 years ago, I seemed to be just a fish. Could it be that what he said would be the broken piano on the desk?

"Botai, do you know the origin of this qin?" I asked him, for some reason, although the body of the instrument was worn, I did not feel tired of looking at it, and I always felt that when the strings were stroked under my fingers, there was a familiar feeling, as if I had touched the tune with my fingers on the strings many years ago.

"I don't know."

After a moment of silence, the darkness in his eyes dissipated, and a thin smile appeared on his face, and he said to me.

Knowing that what he said was half-true and half-true, I couldn't force it anymore. Afraid that Zilian pushed the door in at this moment and saw the two of us together, I quickly brought a brocade cloth and covered it under the body of the piano, and then pulled the Botai up from the stool and asked him, "Is there something wrong with you coming here to look for me today?" ”

"It's fine."

He smiled and shook his head, took out a folding fan from his sleeve, shook his hand, and the fan unfolded, only to see four bright and shiny big characters appear on it-romantic and suave.

"Then why are you here again?" I don't have a good airway. I couldn't help but wonder if he was here again for the sake of whether Zilian had old injuries on her body.

"Come and see you!" He smiled on his face, his eyes were full of brilliance, he shook the fan and walked away, circled around me, looked me up and down, and sighed: "Such a serious injury, it's only been a few days, and now I can go down to the ground to play the piano and sing, it seems that Xiaosheng has really helped the Yuge girl a lot." ”

"Definitely." Not giving him a chance to be narcissistic and proud, I replied to him: "I can walk on the ground today, and I can still play the qin and sing here, in fact, all of this is thanks to Zilian, it was he who got me back from the god of ancient ink An immortal plant that can cure all diseases and heal thousands of wounds, so after I eat it, the injuries on my body will heal so quickly." ”

"Really?"

When he heard this, the smile on his face gradually faded, shaking the fan and smiling a little reluctantly, it seemed that my words made him a little difficult to get off the stage, and after a while, he sighed and said: "You are the only one in your heart, he is really good at everything." He gives you one point, I give you ten points, and in the end, you will only remember his good points in your heart, and forget my ten points cleanly. ”

"One point for him, ten points for you?"

When I heard this, I felt a little uncomfortable.