Yunxuan Continent, Cangyue Kingdom, Cangyue City, Kuye Teahouse.

"Eh, what do you say is wrong with the Song family today, how can they look fully armed, I saw that these elders who have not asked about the world for many years have come out of the retreat, did the Song family offend anyone? Now the mansion is not approached by people within twenty meters, tsk, the Song family, one of the three major families, is really big. ”

"Cut, you don't know this?" The tea guest glanced at the man with disdain, picked up the bowl and drank the tea, thought for a moment and said slowly: "The Song family's Xiaotian only found out three years ago, right?"

"I know, I heard that when I was born, there was a vision from the sky, and some people saw the dragon and the phoenix, so the Song family also set up a banquet for a month, and also ordered a baby kiss with the little princess of the royal family, the whole Cangyue City was a sensation, could it be that something happened to the little genius?"

"Come here, let me tell you, this has been a few months ago, and I have been blocking the news before, and I also have a friend who is on an errand in the Song family, and the little genius of the Song family ...... Blind!" The fair-skinned scholar hesitated for a moment and whispered

In recent years, the Song family has become more and more powerful under the leadership of the contemporary family head, and we outsiders can see that the Wang family and the Lin family have made more and more concessions. It's a pity that it's a little genius. ”

"Who says it's not, I heard that I didn't find out the reason for finding all kinds of strange people, anyway, it's a matter of these big people now, and it has nothing to do with us people, we, I just hope they don't fight, otherwise it's us little people who will suffer. ”

Spring is ambiguous and winter is cold, the four seasons rotate, how can there be a hundred flowers and long scenery.

Except for the panicked and hurried compound of the Song family, everyone else is living day after day, and if they have to talk about change, it is nothing more than the old man changing for a new person, and the old clothes for new clothes.

Thirteen years later, the Song family was in the main courtyard

I saw a young man sitting cross-legged on the bed, with delicate facial features, sharp edges and corners, as if he had been carved, long black hair draped over his shoulders, except for being thinner, he couldn't find any fault, and he must be a beautiful man in two or three years.

At this time, the young man's eyes were closed, and his face was a little pale, as if he was enduring some pain. The surrounding aura seemed to be rushing towards the young man's body like crazy.

The aura rushed down the boy's body in the direction of his eyes, and dissipated as soon as he touched it, and the boy's eyes at this time were like two terrifying whirlpools, devouring all the aura.

A moment passed

"Still won't work. The young man stopped cultivating and sighed silently in his heart.

"Qiu'er, my mother has come to see you. ”

Then the boy heard the door open. Then, a woman came in, the woman's name was Zhao Yazhi, she was over thirty years old, but her charm was still there, her black hair was coiled together, and she was indescribably dignified and noble. The fly in the ointment is that there are a few strands of snow white in the hair, which is very conspicuous.

Zhao Yazhi looked at the son in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but turn red again, he was obviously considered a genius son when he was born, but he lost his sight somehow when he was three years old, and his cultivation did not progress after that, she knew all the gossip in the family, but she had no way at all, watching the child become more and more silent day by day, she was more distressed than anyone else.

Isn't this young man the little genius of the Song family who was famous thirteen years ago?

"Mother, why are you here. Song Zhiqiu got up and smiled slightly

"Mother doesn't miss you, come, mother will take you out for a walk, you can't stay in the house every day. Zhao Yazhi wiped her tears, then took Song Zhiqiu's hand, picked up the bamboo stick on the table, and walked out of the room.

In recent years, the Song family has faintly become the head of the three major families in Cangyue, and the natural style of the mansion, rockery, flowing water, and bamboo forest is naturally beautiful. Emperor Cangyue once said, "This beautiful scenery of Cangyue, the Song Mansion is on the list." ”

One of the characteristics of the Song family's mansion is that the corridors and aisles are half flat and half paved with cobblestones, which is naturally for Song Zhiqiu.

Zhao Yazhi and Song Zhiqiu, mother and son, were walking on the forest path, and the sound of Song Zhiqiu's bamboo stick hitting the pebbles echoed in the bamboo forest, as if the percussion sound had a melody, which was very beautiful.

Silent all the way, the mother and son walked quietly.

Song Zhiqiu sighed silently in his heart, "Mother's intentions are good, I don't know, I don't know? Since he lost his sight at the age of three, in order to heal his eyes, his parents don't know how many methods he has used, and the pills he eats are useless at all, no matter how he cultivates, the aura of heaven and earth will eventually pour into his eyes, and at first his eyes still have some Su Ma feeling, thinking that if he has been cultivating, his eyes may eventually recover, so he has persevered, but who would have thought that this persistence would persist for ten years. In the past ten years, Song Zhiqiu has suffered a lot of insults and injustices, from the genius of the family to the waste, who knows the sadness of this.

"Qiu'er, your father has been busy distributing resources with the other two major families recently, and he hasn't come to see you for a long time, I hope you don't complain about your father, he has always been worried about you, and he always asks me, how are your swordsmanship and Siyou's practice. Zhao Yazhi chuckled

Over the years, Song Zhiqiu was unable to practice because his aura was sucked away by his eyes, so he could only practice swordsmanship diligently, and later his mother found a teacher who was proficient in music and rhythm to teach him to play the qin. Because of the problem of blindness in both eyes, it takes thousands of times the efforts of ordinary people to be able to learn, but it is also a blessing in disguise, and the control of swordsmanship has long surpassed ordinary people, thinking of this, Song Zhiqiu smiled confidently: "Mother, you let my father rest assured, I am not a child anymore, the swordsmanship and music have not fallen for a day, I will not continue to be depressed." ”

"Okay, tired, my mother will send you back. Zhao Yazhi touched Song Zhiqiu's head and said with a smile.

It was late at night.

The bright white moonlight covered Song Zhiqiu who was sitting in the courtyard, Song Zhiqiu closed his eyes, his expression was calm and peaceful, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, I don't know what he was thinking, three thousand black hair, scattered over his shoulders, even if he sat there quietly, he also gave birth to a sense of tranquility, which made people unbearable to disturb. The two little maids at the door were like this, looking at Song Zhiqiu in the courtyard, their faces were slightly red, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Have you seen enough?" Song Zhiqiu said with a light smile.

Even if Song Zhiqiu is blind, people can still hear it when they come in outside the courtyard.

"Young Master Zhiqiu, Miss Zhixia is back, saying that she will come to you in a while. The maid bowed her head with a crimson face.

"Zhixia, this girl heard that she was sent to a place by her father to cultivate, and I don't know if there is any change when she comes back this time, I haven't heard her voice for a long time, and I still miss her. At the mention of his sister, Song Zhiqiu had a doting smile on his face

"I see, thank you, let Zhixia come back, just come over. Song Zhiqiu nodded and smiled

"Young Master Zhiqiu is really handsome, and he is really good to us subordinates, it is really our blessing to be able to serve the young master, alas, it's a pity that the young master is blind. ”

"Blindness or something, as long as the young master is still a young master, you say how good it would be if you could marry the young master. ”

"Wake up. ”

......

Listening to the footsteps of the two maids walking away, Song Zhiqiu couldn't help but smile bitterly

Song Zhiqiu raised his hand and touched his eyes, and said silently in his heart: "Recently, my eyes have started to itch, and I don't know if it's good or bad, after nearly ten years of spiritual warmth, I finally gave a reaction, otherwise I don't know how long I can last, alas." There was a crisp shout from outside the courtyard

"Brother, I'm coming to see you!"

I saw a beautiful girl running from outside the door, wearing a pink dress, willow eyebrows and beautiful eyes, the bridge of the nose is straight, the small mouth is ruddy like a cherry, full of joy, her crisp breasts are slightly upturned, the willow waist is less than a hand, the upturned little buttocks are beginning to see the scale, and the slender legs set off the infinite graceful figure, like a newly blooming lotus flower, floating in the middle of the clear water.

This is the eldest lady of the Song family, Song Zhixia, Song Zhiqiu's twin sister.

Song Zhixia rushed into Song Zhiqiu's arms and shouted loudly: "Brother, I'm back, do you miss me!"

"Your brother just can't see with his eyes, but his ears are still useful, do you want to shout deaf to your brother. Song Zhiqiu covered his ears and pretended to be in pain.

"Hehe, who told you not to look at me usually, this is what happens if you don't go to see your sister, hum!" Song Zhixia got up and put his hands on his waist and said.

"You have wronged me, first I don't know where my father sent you, and second, I just know that I can't go, and since you left, no one has been chattering around me every day, and I don't fit in. Song Zhiqiu spread his hands and pretended to be helpless

"Hmph, this is pretty much the same! Brother, I came back this time and specially found someone to order a piano for you, how long have you used that piano, it should have been replaced, you should have used this in the future, by the way, the name of the piano is Xia Qiu, hehe, how about it, like it." ”

Then Song Zhixia sat down, leaned on Song Zhiqiu's shoulder and whispered: " Brother, I really don't want to cultivate, cultivation is really tiring, but my father said that if my strength is not strong, I can't protect myself, and I can't protect you, so I gritted my teeth and persevered, and I had to face those elders at home every day, saying that I was born close to the sword, and practicing our Song family's exercises would get twice the result with half the effort, hum, they are not good at all, they are very strict every day, and they don't even have a smiling face, brother, when can you go out with me, I have never visited Cangyue City when I am so old, brother, when will your eyes recover, my father always told me that your eyes will be good one day, and now the elders of the family say that I am getting more and more beautiful, but I wasn't happy at all when I heard them praise me, I still wanted my brother to praise me, to be able to look at me and say that my sister is really beautiful, brother......"

The moonlight shone on the two of them, one talking and the other listening, this strange combination has lasted for ten years, every time Song Zhixia said, Song Zhiqiu smiled and listened, but today is a little different.

Every time Song Zhixia said a word, Song Zhiqiu's heart hurt a little, because he knew that because of the evaluation of him in the family over the years, Song Zhixia had taken on too much for him.

At this time, Song Zhiqiu seemed to have undergone some indescribable changes, and there was a trace of blue light overflowing from his closed eyes, but no one noticed this scene, not even Song Zhiqiu himself.

"Brother, I want to hear you play the piano. ”

"Good. Song Zhiqiu touched Song Zhixia's head and said

Song Zhiqiu's hands groped forward and touched the new piano that Song Zhixia gave him, Xia Qiu. Song Zhiqiu's fingers gently touched every part of this piano, as if he was familiar, and as if he had obtained the most precious treasure, he couldn't put it down.

After a while, there was a sound of the piano in this small courtyard, the sound of the piano was very elegant, the sound of the lyre was peaceful, but mixed with tranquility, it was even more moving, only to listen to the sound of the piano gradually high-pitched, but sometimes slowly low, like a gossamer drifting with the wind, but endlessly, and increasing the meaning of returning to the intestines.

After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped, and there was silence in all directions for a while, only the bright moon was in the sky, and the shadows of the trees were on the ground.

Only the sound of the girl next to her snoring soundly.