In the evening, two boats anchored in a village to spend the night.

Chen ordered someone to invite Han Xiyi over the ship for dinner.

Han Xiyi readily agreed.

He immediately went to change clothes.

Recently, he is very picky about his appearance and clothing, as if he has lived in vain in the past years, and now he wants to reshape his image, reduce some grace, and increase some elegance and elegance, in order to match the person in his heart, and must achieve the effect of a talented woman and a match made in heaven.

Standing in front of the closet, he flickered his eyes over the various clothes, and thought, "What color do you wear?" In the morning, she wore a light green one, like a green after being washed away by the rain, fresh and soft. The white plain also matches the light green, but it is too plain and not vibrant enough. It's better to choose dark red, depending on which one she changes, it is easy to match. ”

He took a set of dark red embroidered bamboo arrow sleeves, and took jade belts, purses and other accessories.

When the change is done, Xiaoxiu can't look at the eldest young master anymore.

The eldest young master has always worn white, silver, light gray, light blue, etc., and most of them are wide-sleeved robes, showing elegance and ease; And Young Master Fang often wears dark blue, dark gray, dark red, dark purple and other colors, which is in line with his calm and capable side, today the eldest young master has changed his dark red arrow sleeves, and he actually has another style!

"The eldest young master is really glorious." Xiaoxiu praised.

"Really? Is there something wrong? Han Xiyi asked.

"Nope. It's like a jade tree in the wind. Xiaoxiu praised it as much as she could.

Han Xiyi smiled and asked him to bring some fresh fruits and go on the Yan family's boat with him.

The Chen family is an elder, and he greets the guests on his behalf.

Meet. was also stunned.

Without him, Han Xiyi rarely showed people with this image.

After looking him up and down, she said, "Brother Han is in good spirits today. ”

Han Xiyi's sword eyebrows raised slightly. Smiled and asked, "Really?!" ”

Qing nodded dumbly and said, "Hmm." It looks vigorous and energetic. ”

Han Xiyi immediately decided: from now on, he will wear more red.

The two walked into the front cabin hall side by side, and when Chen saw them, his eyes lit up, his eyes showed appreciation, and he smiled: "Young Master Han is here." Have a seat. I think we're old friends. Walking together and having dinner together is also love; Talk about it. If you can relieve the fatigue of the journey, I will order someone to invite you. ”

Han Xiyi hurriedly bowed down and said, "Aunt Xie is very kind. Nephew grateful! ”

After the ceremony, everyone sat down as guests and hosts, and the servants and women put on the dishes and wine.

A few long ones are placed in front of each person. Qiao'er and Shen Huaijin sat together. The dishes are served in delicate fine white porcelain floral dishes. There were four or five dishes in front of Chen. There were more than a dozen in front of Han Xiyi, Qingdu, and the two children.

Han Xiyi said: "Aunt is too polite. When you go out, you can save more trouble. ”

Chen smiled: "I don't know the taste of Han Xian's nephew, so I made a few more dishes." Besides, you young people, you have a good appetite, unlike me, when I am old, I dare not be greedy anymore. ”

He raised his glass and said, "Please!" ”

Han Xiyi and Qingdu both picked up their cups.

Shen Huaijin, Qiao'er and Yan Duyu don't drink.

Shen Huaijin is very polite and feels that the elders are on top. They are on the Yan family's boat again, so they eat more and talk less; Qiao'er saw that she didn't speak. She also learns the rules and eats quietly.

Qing Dumb has always been silent, leaving Han Xiyi, who is very good at talking, speaking of Cai Ming, the new son-in-law of the Yan family, praising his character and talent for his good learning, he is a rare young handsome, not to mention his family background, he will definitely be able to win the Toad Palace in the coming year.

Because he said sincerely: "It can be seen that the marriage is determined." Miss Yan's blessing is already doomed! ”

For his son-in-law, Chen was satisfied. Seeing that Han Xiyi sincerely praised and blessed Yan Weiyang, he liked him very much, and he didn't care about his rejection of Yan Weiyang, thinking that as he said, it was indeed a marriage. Yin said with a smile: "Young Master Han will definitely have a happy marriage in the future!" ”

Han Xiyi hurriedly clenched his fists and said, "Inherit Aunt Jiyan." ”

smiled again and looked dumb.

The dumb unconsciously avoided his gaze and lowered his head to eat.

Han Xiyi didn't pester her and only talked to Chen.

After a group of harmonious dinner, Qiao'er and Yan Duyu Shen Huaijin played, and the remaining three of them laughed.

Chen asked Han Xiyi and them to go outside to see the river view, and they didn't have to pay attention to her, "I'm too lazy to move, I'm going to sleep when I play cards with them." You are different, you are young. Now that you have come out, you have to look around. Especially Miss Guo, who doesn't go far away. Although it rains, there is a rainy day on a rainy day. Besides, this is not autumn, and the autumn rain is cold and sluggish; The rainy day in early summer, and by the river, the water vapor is hazy, which has a unique charm. ”

Han Xiyi said happily: "Thank you aunt for your love!" ”

He stretched out his hand to the dumb and asked, "Miss Guo, please!" ”

Qingdu really wanted to go out for a walk, and he didn't refuse pretentiously.

Because he said to Chen: "Auntie, I'm out." ”

Chen hurriedly said, "Go ahead." ”

So they came to the bow of the boat and stood still by the railing.

At that time, the rain had stopped, and I saw that the river surface was foggy in the twilight, and the ink trees and smoke villages on both sides of the river were different shades from far and near, as if they were in a painting; There is also a faint sound of a dog barking, mixed with the sound of water flowing nearby, reminding the painting to be lively and lively.

Outside, Han Xiyi stopped talking.

The two stood quietly by the side of the boat, watching the evening view on the river.

I don't know which cabin, there was the childish laughter of Yan Duyu and others.

It seemed that after a long time, Han Xiyi suddenly said, "Sister Guo, is it okay to play a song?" ”

Qingdu's heart moved, and he hesitated.

I heard the people around me say again: "Look at this artistic conception, it is unbearable to break." If there is a faint sound, it is even more like a dream. Besides, it's been a long time since I've heard my sister play the piano. ”

His voice seemed bewitching and pleading.

The dumb suddenly woke up: she had lost her heart!

Playing the piano is her daily habit, but recently he has been playing the flute near Guo's house every night, and she doesn't dare to play the piano, for fear that he will misunderstand himself and cater to him; Today she is on the boat, and her hands are very itchy, and because of his, she can't help but dare not play, which is really against her nature, in fact, it is not necessary.

She said, "Okay! ”

Ordered the little sister, "Bring the piano out." ”

The younger sister hurriedly turned around and moved the piano.

Where the sound of the piano begins, it is insignificant. Reverberates on the surface of the river.

Han Xiyi didn't harmonize with the sound of the flute, he only listened quietly.

Listening to the faint sound of the piano, I watched the amateur hands plucking in front of me. An impulse welled up in his heart to chant or to make peace with a song.

If it was in the past, he would definitely chant "Flowers Are Not Flowers".

Today, however, he did not want to recite the poem, because his mood was different.

Without warning, "Pu Jia" popped out of his mind.

He already knew that Qing Du was going to Fucheng to establish Yirenfang.

The Yiren are right in front of you. He can't touch it, he can't ask for it.

I want to "trace back to it" and "trace back to it", and pursue her.

And he began to sing:

The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people. On the water side.

Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Iraqi people. In the water of Mae.

Follow it. The road is blocked and climbed. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water.

Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The clear voice, deep, far-reaching, full of affection. The dumb has to admit: the singing voice is very classical and charming. It is even more wonderful with the sound of the piano, and she completely sank into the artistic conception.

The sound of piano and singing came into the cabin, and Chen and the others also stopped playing cards and listened quietly.

The Chen family sighed secretly for his aunt's wife Yan in his heart: This is a pair of people made in heaven, Fang Chu really has no chance!

After the song, there was silence everywhere.

Sit still and don't play anymore.

Han Xiyi also stood silently.

Such an explosion of inspiration, playing and singing, will be boring.

In the sound of feng shui, there was a murmur "Dumb!" ”

Dumb and silent.

Han Xiyi whispered, "Dumb!" Dumb! Dumb ......"

Like a caress, like a call, like an oath, like a longing, like a confused feeling......

The thin waist has the responsibility of protecting the dumb, and at this time she should have broken the atmosphere that disturbed it, but she was silent. Her face was full of tears, and she couldn't help herself. In a trance, the man engraved in her heart called her, caressed her, and summoned her in her ear, making her heart tremble and want to cry.

Han Xiyi squatted down and stretched out his hand to Qing Mu.

Touch the soft wattle she rests on the piano and cover it.

The dumb did not move.

He was just about to hold the soft wattle when he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Sister Guo!" ”

The dumb woke up suddenly, retracted his hand, and shook it into the air.

His heart fell, and he looked up at the front.

On the river ahead, the lights flickered, and a boat came.

At the bow of the boat, stood a raider.

Although it was dim and difficult to discern, he could already hear who the voice was, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The person who came was Gao Yunxi.

She learned the news that Qing Mu went to Fucheng, and she also rushed over. Not only for the sake of Yirenfang, but also for Han Xiyi. - Who asked Young Master Han to bring Sister Guo here! But her ship was small, and she set off late, so she hurried until now to catch up with them.

Dumb stood up, as if waking up from a dream.

"Sister Gao." She greeted Gao Yunxi.

"Sister Guo, it's so easy for me to catch you." After Gao Yunxi came over, he took her hand and smiled.

"Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, I'll ask if there's any food left, and I'll make some for you. You must be tired, go to rest first. Qing Mu was particularly concerned, very different from usual, as if this constant talk could dilute the dreamy fall just now.

"Okay. I haven't eaten yet. "Gao Yun Creek Road.

"Miss Gao." Han Xiyi greeted with a smile.

"Uncle Han." Gao Yunxi's voice was a little reluctant, not as excited as he used to be.

"Miss Gao has just arrived, she must be tired, so she will eat something slowly first, and then talk to Miss Guo. I won't bother the two girls. We'll see you tomorrow. Han Xiyi politely said goodbye, went to the cabin to greet Chen, and then went back to his ship.

As soon as he left, Gao Yunxi lost even the interest in talking.

She let the dumb ask someone to arrange the meal, how to say how good.

Thinking of the sound of the piano and the singing she had heard before, she wanted to ask what was the matter.

But what the hell is going on, she can figure it out without asking.

She suppressed the longing.

However, this desire is like a suppressed monster, constantly rushing and gnawing at her heart. She revisited the song repeatedly, as if coming from the depths of antiquity, telling about long-term love and pursuit.

She became more and more intoxicated and tormented.

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Today there are more than 8,000, so let's work hard in the wilderness! In fact, the more you change every day, you look smoother, and Yuan Ye understands this very well, that is, it is too difficult to save manuscripts, and there is no power in the heart. It's harder to save manuscripts than to save money! Asking for monthly passes and recommended tickets is encouraged!! (To be continued.) )