Gongsun Dada: A song "Praise of Love" is for everyone, and this chapter updated today is very beautiful and dreamy. Please be patient with the ( ̄▽ ̄) officer

It was music from my memory, and at a very young age, a melodious melody slowly flowed into my head. Its rhythm was cheerful and soft, caressing my wounded heart like a mother's hand.

Suddenly, I saw a beautiful woman in a white dance dress in front of me. The woman smiled at me, waved her body, and danced in front of me. Like an epiphany blooming at night, the refreshing fragrance slowly enters my nose. I was so drunk. I woke up to find myself lying on the bed, touching the corner of the slightly raised mouth with my hand.

The feeling of loss came from the heart, and it turned out to be nothing more than a dream. Just when I was extremely lost, the beautiful girl poured into my dream again.

For countless sad days and nights, he danced for me and healed the scars on my heart. I don't know if it's love or not, but I always feel like a mother who makes me feel warm and nourished.

I was happy at the time, but now I feel very happy when I think about it. In the magnificent Royal Garden, there are many precious flowers that compete to bloom. But none of these are comparable to the woman's beautiful face. Several times I reached out to touch the girl's virgin smooth skin, but I didn't want to interrupt her whirling dance, and my hand stopped in the air.

Happily, my soft hair ran across my fingers. Some itched, stayed in their hands for a moment and then threw themselves into the arms of their masters.

That night was the last time I saw her, and the only memory I had was of the warmth of my hair in the palm of my hand......

Later, I inquired and found out the name of the melody.

It's called "Praise of Love."

There was only one boy left in the empty piano room, and in front of the boy was a sheet music with four large characters standing out on it: Praise of Love.

The boy unplugged the headset, and a melodious guitar melody echoed throughout the piano room.

It was a score that the boy was all too familiar with, and when the boy closed his eyes, it seemed that he was back to the night when the girl danced. Tonight, it's him who plays the score.

Maybe this is the most suitable job for him who can't dance.

Little by little, the green and hot sound came from the boy's fingertips, and after a while, it formed a melodious melody. In this way, the boy misses a friend he hasn't seen in years.

Just as the boy was immersed in it, a crisp violin sounded. Behind him a girl picked up a violin and held it around her neck, intertwined with his melody.

The woman in the dream seemed to be back in front of him, and the girl spun to his melody Chiang Mai dance steps. A few years have passed, she is still the same graceful as she was at the beginning, but the boy has grown up a little. The boy thought in his mind as he played.

Will I be an old man when I see the girl again in the future?

The girl's body shape is similar to that of his current sister. The back of the turn is the same as An Qing.

Yechen Xuan looked at the girl with attachment for a long time, and said, "Did you send yourself to me?"

Thinking of An Qing's innocent smiling face, he called his brother sweetly again and again.

Regardless of his own safety, he faced difficulties for his partner, and a resolute and determined expression came from his thin face.

and the company under the falling peach petals, which resolved all the troubles in his heart.

It was the sweetest sleep he had in years......

The melody of the music is nearing its end, and the girl's violin stops. A polite smile was raised as he watched the boy's back, then put the violin in the bag and turned away.

And the boy is always immersed in the melody, and his mood is never calm. The black shining eyes looked fixedly ahead, and the thin lips opened lightly: "We finally met." ”

The night is always quiet and mysterious, and in the silence of the moonlight, a silver figure walks on the campus covered with peach petals.

The boy looked at the moon with some melancholy: "Can't I really do it?"

In the pitch-black lair, the boy holds a silver light. Across from them stood long, fanged, red-faced corpses, each covered with ugly wounds.

Some of them looked as if they had just scabbed, and there was not blood left. It's ugly and oozing.

Looking at these ugly faces in front of him, the boy's right arm, where the silver power was gathered, kept shaking.

"Pick up the silver, calm down. You are the only hope for the family, so you can no longer be afraid of them. ”

The boy gasped, trying to calm himself down.

The boy's eyes flashed slightly, as if he had made some kind of decision, and the silver light in his hand attacked him.

The silver light entered the boy's body, and a strong force rushed directly into his chest, and a large mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

However, at that moment, the dead body's empty face had an expression. Sins stuck out their poisonous tongues, and saliva ran down their tongues.

The silver energy returned to his palm, and was held high by the boy: "Now attack your master!!"

In an instant, a large number of dead corpses came one after another, and out of instinct, the boy used his internal force to resist the attack of the dead corpses.

The boy didn't make any attacks, because he didn't dare. He was afraid to face the ugly face of the dead body, so he instinctively defended with internal force.

The corpse that had received the order apparently refused to let him go, and he was surrounded by corpses.

The corpse held out its long tongue at him and walked towards him with its hands raised.

The boy sighed softly, "I may be the most incompetent master in the world, and I am going to die at the hands of my younger brother." ”

Several dead bodies rushed towards the boy in unison, and the boy gave up resistance and closed his eyes.

However, the moment the corpses pounced, a strong silver light shook them all out.

The boy slowly opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. Then it seemed to understand: "I see." Because I am your master, you cannot hurt me. ”

The boy approached the dead, unpredictable-looking corpse, and dipped his hand with some venom from the corpse's tongue. The green liquid turned into a puff of green smoke on the boy's hand, corroding the boy's hand into a scar. However, after the silver energy appeared, the scar on the boy's hand disappeared.

"So your poison can't hurt me. ”

After confirming this, the boy began to carefully examine the corpses that he had carefully selected.

A smile tugged at the corner of the boy's mouth: "I still think it's kind at first glance." ”

"So people really sometimes have to push themselves hard. ”

Shiyin said to the moon. Now the only person who can accompany him is the moon.

He didn't want Yechen Xuan to be so lucky, even if he didn't have a sister, he could recognize a sister.

There was a sound from not far away, picking up silver in search of prestige. A small figure in the distance is gradually magnified.

I saw a girl on a skateboard, sliding in the direction of him at a speed like the wind.

The girl's long flowing hair swayed in the wind, and needless to say, she knew who it was.

"Qingqing, why are you here?"

The quiet campus suddenly has a little more noise, and it will become obvious, especially how can the deep internal force not notice the silver. But after seeing the person who came, he was very surprised, is Qingqing still practicing so late?

An Qing didn't expect to see Shiyin here, she had been skateboarding at the academy for a while, and she hadn't seen anyone else.

However, in the face of Shiyin's words, An Qing couldn't help but smile, and interestingly pointed to the tennis ball in Shiyin's hand and the racket next to him, and said with a smile: "Doesn't the senior also want to practice here?"

Usually, because it is convenient to train, the utensils will be placed in the club. Now it appears in the hand, which just means that there are two people who want to be together.

"Like the seniors, I want to shine a little brighter tomorrow!" said An Qing playfully winked at Shiyin with her big shining eyes.

Shiyin was amused by An Qing's funny expression. I really don't want to be clear and free in this regard! Generously admit that I have the desire to win, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Senior, when I see you this time, how can I feel like I am in a different world?"

Senior, that's at Angela Academy. An Qing's name for picking up silver. Because Shiyin enrolled two classes earlier, she is a veritable senior.

However, some time ago, An Qing and Xingchen fought too much. Almost all of them were isolated from the world by Yingyue, and now it was the first time she had seen the silver since she came out.

An Qing is on the skateboard, and the silver is on the chair. An Qing bent down and pressed her face close to the silver. The fair-skinned and ruddy little face appeared in front of Shiyin: "There is a good saying, one day is a senior, and a lifetime is a senior." Oba ~~~~~"

In the end, An Qing naughtily added a sentence of Oba at the end, which was her new language with a really good-looking voice. It's what my brother means, maybe the erudite and talented Shiyin can understand it.

So he picked up the silver and replied: "Ala search, shake the mourning." (Got it, sister)

An Qing stretched out a hand and handed it to Shiyin: "Oba, practice together." ”

Shiyin handed his hand to An Qing: "Ala Sou, shake the mourning." ”

At night when no one was disturbing, An Qing carried a basket of balls on her back and skateboarded to pick up silver and throw balls from different directions. As he threw it back, he asked, "Oba, did you use this method?" ”

"Shake the knock, this method Oba has been thinking about for a long time. It's a great way to train. ”

Tennis balls from all angles can train the receiver's keen perception of the direction of the ball, so the ability to catch the ball in one direction will also improve.

"Allas, Oba, Fighting!!"

An Qing used her spare left arm to cheer for the silver!

The two didn't know how late they practiced, and Shiyin trained his multi-directional receiving ability.

And An Qing trains herself to control the direction in multi-directional rotation.

There is no doubt that tonight will be an unforgettable night for both of them, and luck may befall someone for a while. And those who work hard will go far with a little luck.

Yingyue silently watched this scene in the woods, pouted, and said, "Really, you didn't call me Oba!"

After speaking, he twisted his head to the side angrily.

At night, the light in Yechenxuan's room was still on, and he felt that the song for tomorrow's exam was still a little incoherent, so he hurried up to practice.

And the one who slept the most soundly among several people was really good-looking, and I saw that it was really good-looking and comfortable. In the dream, it seemed that she was having a very beautiful dream, and a smug expression appeared on her cute face: "Of course, your real sister is the best!"

Of course, such a situation can only be realized in dreams.

Who makes it look good to sleep when everyone is working hard.

It's late at night, good night everyone,

I hope everyone will like this chapter~~~~