|||->-> Aaron was struck by lightning: "Am I not Aaron?" ”

Qinghe sneered: "How can you be Ah Long?" In my heart, in the past and present life, there has never been only one Aaron, why are you pretending? ”

Ah Long was struck by lightning: "It turns out that in your heart, there is really another Ah Long?" ”

Qinghe sneered: "Wrong, in my heart, there will always be only one Along." ”

Ah Long only felt that his eyes were dark, and his eyes were misty, his eyes were full of tears, and his heart was full of regret: "Why should I break the casserole and ask in the end?" Say that sentence? It's better to let that doubt sink in the bottom of your heart forever. That's just her angry words, not angry words, I should spoil her and love her at all costs, and keep the last ray of beauty of my lover. ”

Heartbroken, his voice trembled, and he tried his best to redeem it: "Qinghe, why bother to intensify the unwarranted past feud? Why go out of your way to concoct reasons that you shouldn't hate? ”

Qinghe lowered his head, tears flowed wantonly: "Whatever you think!" It doesn't matter anymore! Who can turn back the clock? Who can influence emotions? If I had hated that deadly needle from your hand, I would never have rescued you, even if you were in trouble. Save it, save it, because I can't control myself, so I don't want to think about it. But why should you be smart? Cool? Do you want to take me as a concubine? Will you put me to shame? If it weren't for you, I would have returned to Nanyu and reunited with my family. I have parents who hurt me a lot, and I have brothers and sisters who love you? Who wants you to be hypocritical, your benefactor appear, and your husband to be your husband? ”

Ah Long was shocked and angry, and trembled: "Am I hypocritical, or are you unreasonable?" Is my love worthless? Is it so insulting to you to marry me? What's more, I didn't have to take you as a concubine in the first place, but it was not a helpless move? Because your heart is willful and arbitrary, how much effort have I had? Even now, don't say that I care about you, just loving you, I really can't do anything. I will never marry again for the rest of my life, I just hope that everything is as you wish, what is the difference between you being a wife and a concubine? Think about it, who have I whispered so much to in my life? ”

Qinghe sneered, no joy or sorrow, no anger and no resentment: "Yes, this is also my intention, you and I can't grovel to each other." You go back to your Xishu, and I go back to my Nanyu. We don't owe each other, we have nothing to do with each other. ”

Ah Long was furious, and his reason was completely lost: "It's okay! Since you can't be reasonable, you can't listen to half a good word, I am wishful thinking, painstakingly lonely, why bother? I'll send you back, and we'll be all right. ”

Qinghe laughed miserably, and sneered at each other: "Why do you need to go to Yu again? Why don't you go back separately! After speaking, he pushed Ah Long away, and wanted to fly and dismount.

Ah Long was angry and remorseful, and hugged him tightly.

Qinghe struggled hard, but he couldn't break free, and he felt that his stomach and intestines were surging, and he wanted to vomit. I couldn't hold it anymore, and finally pushed him away and jumped off the horse, vomiting wildly. only vomited so much that there were no particles left in the stomach, and there was not a drop of bitter water left, and I was still uncomfortable.

She was dying, breathing. He held it in his arms, and his heart was like a knife.

Unexpectedly, after a short time, her pale cheeks actually recovered as before.

Ah Long was shocked and suspicious, and ran for dozens of miles with her, came to a small town, and finally found a medical center.

Qinghe was hospitalized for three days because of a flu when he was a child, which caused Ah Long's family to go bankrupt in his previous life, and he hated the hospital the most in his life. However, in this life, Ah Long did not allow her to be willful, and forcibly held her for medical treatment.

She sat in front of Lang Zhong, still angry, turned her head, and said nothing, Ah Long had to hand her hand forward.

The old Chinese medicine doctor is close to his sixtieth year, but he is in good spirits, and his words and deeds are very safe. When he took the pulse, he first looked solemn, then his face was happy, and he was about to speak, but he was stopped by Ah Long in time.

Ah Long took a pen and a blank medical note, wrote down a few big characters, and handed them over.

Lang Zhong twisted his beard, looked at the doctor's note, nodded and smiled: "According to the old man's guess, ten ** is what the strong man thinks." It's just too early, and it will be a few days before we can be sure. ”

Ah Long was overjoyed, gave a deep salute, left the silver taels, stood up, trembled his hands, picked up the green lotus, and floated away.

Gu Yu is gloomy and gloomy, and his heart is cold. The heavens are fickle, very much like her gloomy and uncertain heart, sometimes cloudy; Sometimes thick clouds; Sometimes it rains lightly; Sometimes torrential rain pours.

After some careful consideration, Ah Long placed her in a farmhouse at the foot of Guinan Mountain, and stayed by it day and night.

Qinghe was difficult to get out, angry and resentful, angry and angry, went to bed angrily, and went on a hunger strike.

Aaron sat on the ground, without saying a word, his heart like a knife. Thinking of the first time she saw her, her starry eyes flashed, she smiled happily, and she felt a gloom in her heart: "If it weren't for the many hardships in the world and the cold in the world, she and I should have laughed at the world, and the joy was boundless." ”

The more I think about it, the more heartache I feel: "Now, the misunderstanding has become a misunderstanding." No matter how much I put my heart into it, she never hesitated and refused to let go of her old suspicions. She is stubborn by nature, and she is not an opponent when she is pulled by nine cows. ”

The more I think about it, the more sad I become: "Since ancient times, it has been 'ruthless and not as affectionate and bitter', she is the most ruthless, where can I understand my suffering?" ”

Qinghe's mind is pure, and he naturally can't imagine that peerless heroes such as Ah Long will also be jealous, sad, inferior, and helpless. Struggling in it, it is already extremely painful, and it is not easy to get out of the predicament. It's just that she is quite unreasonable, no matter what Ah Long does, it is a mistake on top of a mistake.

Qinghe finally fell asleep, but Ah Long was still meditating alone, listening to the cold rain outside the window, hating her for being unkind, only to feel that she was so fragile and powerless in the world.

It really is: "The fog is empty, and the heart is disheartened; The slanting rain fell miserably, sadly

Die. The bottom of my heart is difficult to rely on, and my stomach is full of melancholy; A broken heart, a thousand wounds. ”

Qinghe was bent on chasing hatred and looking for trouble, and for a whole night, nightmares were repeated, and he was on the verge of collapse.

The next day the sky was beautiful and sunny. With such splendor, even the inanimate dust and smoke also gave birth to smart emotions. If she can go outside and enjoy the warm spring and summer handover, she will not be filled with righteous indignation.

So, the sound of the piano sounded outside the house, which was extremely pleasant and melodious, not only breaking the silence of the early morning, but also disturbing her heart of unanimous annoyance and chasing hatred with all her might.

At the beginning, it was tactful and beautiful; Then, gentleness and delicacy; Listen again, rustic and unpretentious. Later, the bullet gradually slowed down, faded and faded, gradually drifted away, gradually lightened and gradually stopped, and the subtle was so subtle that silence is better than sound.

I was confused, but I actually caught a very slight echo, whirling and tactful, gradually approaching, looming.

Qinghe only felt fascinated, suddenly everything was close at hand, suddenly everything was far away to the sky, and suddenly disappeared the boundary between far and near. Listen to it again, the four are empty, and there is nothingness; Meditate and think about it, and everything in the world becomes a kind of actual existence.

The sound of the piano changes again, high and low, heavy and light, low to very low, light to very light, leisurely upward, a few circles, and then low. There are occasional swirls in the bass, and they go on and on.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano swirled, first like a pure and thorough stream, then like a waterfall flowing hundreds of feet, and then like a rushing stream. Suddenly, it is like a hundred rivers entering the sea, a hundred flowers compete for spring, and a hundred birds sing together.

The music is astringent and astringent, and gradually stops, like a hundred rivers breaking the stream, a hundred flowers withering, and ten thousand horses together. is drinking hatred from the throat, the sound of the piano is steep, and it suddenly opens up. It is at the peak of the wonder, suddenly and slowly, like a gentle wind and drizzle, if there is nothing, looming, and finally there is no sound.

At the end of the song, the music fell silent. Unexpectedly, this voice stopped abruptly, but suddenly woke up Qinghe's memory of the previous life, she only felt a flash of inspiration, and the past was like a tide, rushing in: "What? Is this sound so familiar? Hear it a thousand times? Oh, I think about it, it's clearly "Longyue Lotus Fragrance", Along's self-creation! ”

Daigo was even more puzzled: "With a difference of eight centuries, why can he play "Dragon Yue Lotus Fragrance"? And exactly the same as Aaron played? ”

Listening to the sound of heaven again, it is like a different world, and I can hear the infinite meaning, Qinghe is like a lost bird, and finally returns to the nest, and is even more fascinated: "Ah Long! Needless to say, he is Aaron! ”

was already addicted, and the music started again. At this time, Qinghe forgot the operation of time, forgot the rotation of space, and surging with the rhythm and tone of Yaoqin. The harmonious sound of the piano is like a spring breeze. Blowing into her rippling heart, she was moved to tears.

Qinghe jumped out of the farmhouse, only to realize that this place is on the hillside, and the surrounding area has been reclaimed one after another, layer after layer.

Looking down, the pines and cypresses are in rows, lush, and upright; Countless birds, cuckoos, orioles, hummingbirds, mountain eagles, flying and circling, circling around the forest; The slope is full of wildflowers, blue, yellow, red, pink, white, colorful, and vibrant.

The green lotus listened carefully, the birds and insects chirped, mixed with it, it seemed to respond in unison, like singing and singing. It is really a beautiful picture of a hundred birds and a phoenix.

She was fascinated by her dreams and followed the sound of the piano. The lush pines and cypresses seem to be the frame of the yaoqin; The green grass seems to be the key of the yaoqin; The bright flowers seem to be the cheerful sound of Yaoqin; The moist dew seems to be Yaoqin's moving tears.

She was so drunk that she pursued forward, looking for it, and a young man in white, as always, sat in front of her.

His eyes were stretched into two crescents, his lips rippling with pleasure, and his eyes sparkled with warm harmony. He couldn't help flashing a smile, so natural, so sincere, so youthful, like a bright sunshine, sending light; Like a warm spring breeze, blowing warmth; Like crystal raindrops, sowing happiness; Like a soaring kite, wandering freely; It is like a clear mountain spring, flowing sweetly.

His laughter, with a penetrating insight, and the self-confidence to conquer everything: "Qinghe, would you like to play a song together?" ”

The smile mirrored her delicate face, stretched her frowning brow, and activated her shining eyes. In an instant, Qinghe's heart pounded, raising a bright smile, like a lotus flower blooming after the rain, implying crystal tears, exuding a charming fragrance.

A yaoqin was placed horizontally next to Ah Long, thinking it was specially prepared for her.

Qinghe thought about the past, looked at Ah Long, and forgot about yesterday's unhappiness to the clouds: "Long Dada, you played "Long Yue Lotus Fragrance"? ”

Ah Long smiled slightly: "This is my self-created "King of a Hundred Valleys", in time, I will compose "Dragon Yue Lotus Fragrance" for you again." ”

In an instant, Qinghe only felt tears welling up, and he couldn't say a word: "Whether it is called "The King of a Hundred Valleys" or "Dragon Yue Lotus Fragrance", it is exactly the same as what Ah Long created. ”

Without hesitation, she stepped forward and immediately played a song "Song of the Seven Sons Macau", which was the first song she learned when she was one year old in the previous life, and it was naturally taught by Ah Long.

This song is full of the deep affection of flesh and blood, flesh and blood, Qinghe played with tears, while silently reciting in his heart: "I came to this life with only my body, and you keep the soul of the previous life for me." Life after life, year after year, I never forget my Aaron. Aaron, please call me by my milk name, Qingqing. ”

The sound of the piano is sad, just hoping to arouse the memories of his previous life. Unexpectedly, he raised his teary eyes and looked at Ah Long again, although he was deeply moved, he seemed to be lost in a dream.

Qinghe secretly hated himself in his heart: "When I was young, I was too stubborn and failed to learn Ah Long's fur, and my piano skills were really mediocre, which could not resonate with Ah Long." ”

is regretting, Ah Long Qin rhyme again, this time although the tune is extremely soft, but far beyond Qinghe's memory.

The sound of the piano is melodious and undulating, and between the ups and downs of the fingertips, the sound of the piano flows, high or low, raised or suppressed, real or virtual, sad or happy, and changeable.

It seems to be dripping through the air, exquisitely clear; Like a secluded stream, clear and ethereal; It seems to be a murmuring stream, passing through a deep gorge in a deep valley, flowing through a reef and a dangerous shoal, merging into a rolling river, injecting into the endless sea, and finally tends to be peaceful, leaving only a leisurely overtone, like a flying fish jumping out of the water, and occasionally splashing waves.

Although this song can't impact the past, Qinghe is still deeply obsessed, as if he is hugged by Ah Long, and loves him lightly.

The sound of the piano faded away, Qinghe was still intoxicated, tender like water, and could no longer suppress his secret feelings: "How could he not be my Along?" ”

With tears shining in his eyes, he looked at each other with a smile: "Ah Long, can you teach me "Dragon Yue Lotus Fragrance" like when you were a child?" ”

For some reason, Ah Long mourned when he heard this, his breathing suddenly stagnated, and he almost wanted to cry on the spot. was full of doubts and didn't dare to ask, so she had to endure and teach her the extremely difficult "King of a Hundred Valleys".

Ah Long knew that she had a good foundation, and successively taught her difficult piano skills such as rolling, splashing, syncopating, and three playing. But seeing his fingertips flowing, the sound of the piano rising again, and the fairy music spinning, it is even more tireless.

In the previous life, Ah Long was also so painstaking, but Qinghe was naughty and naughty, and he didn't know the deep meaning of this. So far, I just hope that through music, Ah Long's memories of her previous life will be aroused, and she has learned extremely hard.

"The King of a Hundred Valleys" was originally a reflection of Ah Long's gratitude to Bashan Shushui, and to Qinghe's "weak in water, strong in attacking strong and invincible, no easy way, weak in defeating strong, soft in victory over rigid, with its goodness, it is like rivers and seas, can be called the king of a hundred valleys". Hearing the sound of the piano, the face of the valley, the ocean of water, the green water and green mountains, all show in front of you, complement each other, and stimulate infinite imagination.

The first tune is indisputable and leisurely; The second part of the tune is fresh and elegant, dusty and free; The third part of the tune is full of pride and free retraction.

Ah Long flicked his fingers, and Qinghe's heart fluctuated with the music, jumping and not being able to tell the number. Sometimes it is like a bright moon out of the water, sometimes it is like a sea in the sky; Sometimes like a galaxy falling to the ground, sometimes like a sky full of flowers; Sometimes it is like a fire in a cold night, sometimes it is like a summer sun and rain; Sometimes it is like a cloud in the water, sometimes it is like a desert blue wave.

At the beginning, Qinghe could not fully understand the beauty of the qin music, and it was even difficult to get in tune. But she is extremely talented, persevering, diligent and hardworking, and her skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

She finally got better, and even popped up Bashan Cui Wei, and Shushui was still there. The beating heart is even more in harmony with Ah Long.

The two pianos are combined, the melody is corresponding, and the Guinan Mountain, surrounded by green mountains and gurgling streams, has become a wonderful musical paradise.

Ah Long was also completely addicted to it, and suddenly heard her sound like a spring dingdong, and couldn't help but be shocked, and raised his eyes to look at Qinghe, but saw that she suddenly pressed and twisted slowly, and suddenly quickly wiped and picked, sometimes the tune was grand, sometimes the charm was fresh, and I couldn't help but be moved.

The green lotus hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the head of the mantis is like the eyebrows, the pretty face is happy, the beautiful eyes are squinting, and the smile is clever. Her face was already beautiful and vulgar, and a pair of small pear vortices were buttoned up, full of smiles and a hint of playfulness. The sunlight shines through the branches and leaves, obliquely shooting lotus eyes, clear as water, bright and deep, just like the two bays of star pool.

This is not tight, Aaron suddenly felt that his internal breath was disordered, his heart was disorganized, and even his fingering was scattered, and several syllables were played wrong one after another.

Qinghe tilted his head, smiled slightly, and his eyes were full of attachment: "Long Dada, what's wrong?" ”

Arondon couldn't control it, trembling and struggling to breathe.

Qing He Fang wanted to speak, but suddenly felt a strong wind, and was taken into his arms, and was instantly placed on his back on the grass.

Aaron was on top, his hands on her back, his breath short, his eyes full of eagerness.

Qinghe has followed Ah Long since he was a child, pure as morning dew, bright as morning light, delicate as a flower bud, and as quiet as fragrant grass. At the beginning of love, I don't understand the love between men and women. I have never seen such a Ah Long, how can I understand his love and burning body, and I can't help it?

Under the suspicion, she supported his chest with her small hands, only to feel the ups and downs, her heart beating wildly, and the breathing in her ears was extremely heavy.

Qinghe didn't know what to do, and he was panicked for no reason: "Ah Long, what's uncomfortable?" ”

Ah Long couldn't help himself, leaned over and kissed lowly.

Qinghe's fear deepened, and he unconsciously pushed upward. This slight resistance made his emotions like a flood bursting its banks, pouring thousands of miles.

She was like a catastrophe, but a painful whisper sounded in her ears: "We have long been husband and wife, the closest husband and wife in the world." Why do you torture me? Think of me as another Aaron? ”

In an instant, Qinghe was shocked, unable to think or speak. His entire armor was shattered by his infinite desire, and his entire line of defense was destroyed by his boundless pain.

She wanted to look into his eyes, but he buried his head tightly in his chest.

Aaron was motionless and silent. I don't know how many centuries of fear he took her and jumped up. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he let go of her and turned away.

Ah Long looked up at the sky, full of sadness, full of loss: "Gu Yu washes the blue waves, and cuts them into clear water and lotus." Xiaozhu is wet, and the moon is cold. The sound of the piano is harmonious, and the words are sad and the song is gone. How different the fragrance goes, I hate me for a long time. ”

Qinghe was confused when he heard it, and he really couldn't understand: "Why is he so weird?" Suddenly enthusiasm is like fire, and suddenly detachment becomes a Buddha? ”