At the end of the piano music, Zhixian's hand in his palm trembled a little. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Throughout, she didn't dare or want to ask him a word about leaving.

Qu Shizheng let go of her hand, she looked up and smiled: "Do you see my dancing good?" ”

Before he could answer, Xu Shaozhen took the lead in applauding in the hall that was a little too silent for a while, and the atmosphere was warm again.

"I really can't imagine that Young Marshal Qu not only has good knife skills, but also dances very well."

Xu Shaozhen walked over gracefully, with a smile on his face.

Qu Shizheng heard what he meant, glanced at him and said calmly: "My marksmanship is not very bad. ”

The two of them gradually had a sense of misfire, and Xu Guofan hurriedly walked over and called him: "Young marshal." ”

"Unaccompanied."

Zhixian looked at his figure heading out of the door, and stopped him: "Yanzhi, are you still coming back?" She still had a lot to say to him.

"I'll come back and take you away in a while," he said to Xu Shaozhen again, "I'm still bothering Young Master Xu to take care of her first." ”

The night outside the hall was very dark, and Xu Guofan smiled and said, "Young marshal, I think Miss Yan seems to have entered the play too deeply." ”

When he contacted Staff Officer Lin in private, the two of them said that I would say a little bit and I would say a word, and they actually understood that the girl they said was the same person.

It's no wonder that Staff Officer Lin has a good impression of Miss Yan, these days in Shanghai, she is a woman who is calm and graceful, and she has both charm and a little playfulness, which is really as Zhao Yuanzhao joked that "charming".

However, no matter how good it is, I am afraid that the young marshal has no intention at the moment, so he has been going on by the fake show, and he can't distinguish the hardships of the boundary, I am afraid that Miss Yan will have to bear all kinds of tastes alone.

Not only did she get too deep into the play, I'm afraid in her heart, this was not a play from beginning to end. The sad thing is that she has been confused, but she has been sinking consciously.

"What did Grandpa say?"

Xu Guofan's original intention was just to let the young marshal withdraw in time, and not to burden the little girl, but he never thought about what he really meant in his heart. So it's no wonder that Qu Shizheng only asked him about the movement in Beiping, and didn't say a word about Shanghai.

Xu Guofan has also been by Qu Shizheng's side for many years, this is the first time he has said such an unclear sentence for others, Qu Shizheng has a little smile in his heart, it seems that the people around him have been "rebelled" by Zhiidle, and he has not been bored at all.

This girl is more than smart, and the only little confusion that annoys him also makes him feel a little distress that he shouldn't have every time he is helpless.

He looked up into the hall and saw that she was on the balcony on the second floor and didn't know what she was talking to Xu Shaozhen, when her eyes met, she waved mischievously to him with a bright light on her face.

With a smile on his face that he didn't notice, Qu Shizheng turned around and went to the hall.

It turned out that she had nothing to do with the eldest son of the Xu family.

That night, he found the Suzhou Creek and watched Xu Shaozhen kiss her, he couldn't say what he meant in his heart, he just found it out because he was worried about the translation.

At that time, he convinced himself so much, and the next day he saw the cufflinks around her neck and laughed a little at his amorousness.

But when she came to Shenghua to find herself for the matter of golden hair, when she called his name with a smile tonight and said to save her, he suddenly understood his intentions.

He has experienced a lot in the past 24 years, falling, assassinating, assassinating, poisoning, and even wandering on the line of life and death covered in blood from the battlefield.

"Why did you come back?" Knowing the gossip and smiling, he didn't pay attention to the corner of his skirt and tripped over it, Qu Shizheng walked forward quickly and scooped the person up.

Her face was a little red, and she smelled of alcohol.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" She leaned on his chest, looked up with a pair of misty eyes, and her tone was very aggrieved: "Why didn't you look for me?" I'm so scared alone, I've been waiting for more than ten years..."

"Is this how Young Master Xu takes care of her?" Qu Shizheng's eyebrows furrowed, and his tone was a little cold.

"It's not Xu Shaozhen!" Zhixian's tone was a little impatient, he broke out of his arms, waved his hand and said, "It's me who is not good!" ”

"Shall I play you a tune?" Zhixian tugged at his sleeve with both hands, and said with a smile: "You wait for me." ”

She walked to the piano step by step, sat down and pressed the keys with both hands, she had just practiced the song a few times, but her hands were always trembling, not because her hands were raw, but because her heart was unstable.

Across the sea of people, she raised her eyes and saw his tall figure.

Under the gorgeous daylight light, his angular face was particularly handsome, and the notes on Zhixian's hand gradually smoothed.

The cave house remembers the first time we met, and we only met and often got together. Zhixian smiled and looked at his familiar eyebrows, from the small boat in the imperial capital river on both sides of the river to the Seine River in Paris, which was full of lily of the valley flowers.

Xu Shaozhen asked her if she was afraid of murder, the night Paramount saw the cufflinks, Chen Er had already died, and he died under a good knife technique.

Thinking that he said that Qingbai's knife skills are good, where is there a reason that Zhixian doesn't understand? She may have been afraid when she was not deeply involved in the world in her previous life, but this time she didn't want to hide anymore, no matter what was beside him, she had to stand by his side.

When the song was played, her beautiful face was full of tears.

Ignoring the eyes of the people around her, she walked straight to Qu Shizheng, and said with tears in her eyes: "Do you know the name of this piece?" ”

Qu Shizheng raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face: "Don't cry." ”

Zhixian took a deep breath and said, "I have a lot to say to you. ”

The two of them walked out of the cement, and there was already white moonlight everywhere, as thin as a hook.

"I don't like Xu Shaozhen."

"Hmm."

"I didn't mean to lie to you." Zhixian stopped and blinked.

"Lie to me what?"

"I was deliberately close to you, and I was bent on marrying you, how can I say that I didn't mean to?" Zhixian thumped his head with a headache, and said in annoyance: "I think I'm really bad." ”

"Qingbai, are you still willing to marry me?"

Hearing her name "Qingbai", Qu Shizheng's heart suddenly cooled. Her tears, her sorrows, and even the joy of seeing herself every time, are they still for the man named Qingbai?

This is the name she called in Paris, and now she is still shouting this name.

How similar is that man to himself? Is he still willing to marry her, and how is he willing to push her away after he has it?

Her people, he wants, her heart, he will not stay.

Qu Shizheng looked at the drunken Zhixian's clear eyes, pinched her delicate chin with his hand, and his tone became heavier unconsciously: "Who is Qingbai?" ”

"Qingbai, why don't you even remember your name?"

"Yan Zhixian, I've never been the white man in your mouth," Qu Shizheng's hand slowly let go: "I've told you many times, what are you running away from?" ”

Zhixian Xu drank a little too much, his brain was very confused, and he didn't know what he was talking about for a while, and finally fell asleep on his shoulder like Laipi.

Qu Shizheng carried the person into the car and ordered, "Staff Officer Xu, send her back." ”

"Then the young marshal, you..."

Qu Shizheng didn't speak, only closed the car door, Xu Guofan also knew that he couldn't ask more, and drove away silently.

He stood by the river, looking down at the traces of tears on her shoulder on the side where she had just been lying on her stomach, and he was very worried.

That night, by the Suzhou River, on the Qinghui River, he walked with her back, one silently wept, the other heart was like a knife, until many years later, he remembered her tearful face.