Chapter 164: The Past
"Grandpa Yin!" Yan'er looked nervous and moved towards the position of the desk.
"Alas, Yan'er, come and see, these are all left by your mother!" Doctor Yin looked at the down-and-out and generous, bright and beautiful girl in red, and his wise eyes showed a little nostalgia!
I think back then, there was also such a girl with a smile in her eyes, who called him Uncle Yin sweetly!
At that time, she was seventeen years old, tall and peachy, with a light body, and dignified and elegant words and deeds. The black hair is like lacquer, the skin is like jade, the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it, and a smile reveals a charm that does not come out. Like a budding peony flower, beautiful but not demonic, glamorous but not vulgar, charming, incomparable.
Divine Doctor Yin recalled Fang Nian's scene, thinking of the young talent who had been blocking the door in order to marry him, just to see her, and his face was red-eared!
It's a pity, it's a pity!
In the end, I still can't escape the old way of being famous!
In that year, his old friend rescued a handsome and unparalleled man back, who was only a weak crown, but that temperament, he didn't have to think much about it to know that the way to come must not be simple!
At that time, he took his wife to live in an old friend's house for a long time, just to discuss medical skills, but in fact, the most important thing was to study the same medicine that can prolong life!
Although it can't make people immortal, it can make the dying people last a year or two!
'Don't come again, Miss Ling!' 'At the top of the cliff, under the peach trees!
Dressed in red, with dark cloud sleeves, sitting on the ground, the man lowered his eyes and face, immersed in the world he created, his slender and graceful fingers danced with the strings like flowing water, and the long eyelashes formed an arc of temptation on the heart-shaped face. It's just that there is something that flickers in those eyes, which makes people can't grasp it, but they want to peep, and before they know it, people have been attracted, and they are intoxicated with sound and people.
"Why, Brother Yong'an, weren't we okay before, why are you hiding from Ling'er...... 'A little silver in his smart eyes fell on that pale face!
When the man heard this, he stopped stroking the piano and gently landed his fingers on the strings, and looked up at the tearful, slim girl!
"I'm leaving, I'm going to a far away place, so, Ling'er, let's not see each other again, you go back, Uncle Qin should be looking for you......" The man glanced at the girl who was crying, lowered his head, and plucked the strings with his fingers again, with a touch of sadness in the melodious melody!
'Leave-' Ling'er looked at the noble man with his fingers flying on the strings in a sad voice!
'Brother Yong'an, how can you be so ruthless, then what are we worth these days, do you know, Ling'er really loves you so much......
Ling'er looked at the peach tree in a trance, the man who made her love so much that she came back to life!
'Hmm-' the man replied lightly!
'Okay, I'll go, I'll go-' Ling'er smiled with tears in her eyes and took a step back!
The man didn't speak, as if he was silent in the sound of the piano, and couldn't extricate himself!
"Heh, Brother Yong'an, is Ling'er so annoying to you, you don't even want to look at me......
'That's it......' Ling'er muttered sneeringly, and walked down the mountain in despair!
'Ling'er, Ling'er, where are you......'