Guo Jia woke up from the dream, remorseful, and still regretted that he didn't see the face of the beauty, but he always felt as if the girl was beside him, and the room was really like the familiar smell of the woman. For a while, I searched around in the small room, and even knelt down to explore the bed, and suddenly laughed, I was really stunned, the pink embroidered shoes in my arms were soft and very cute, and the beauty really existed. I can't help but want to marry a daughter-in-law soon! Which is Xun Qing, who is tender and docile, or the owner of this embroidered shoe? Cranky.

The next day, I got up and prepared to say goodbye, but the courtyard was unusually calm, as if no one had come at all, and there was no trace of the fourth brother, the Great Heavenly Master and others, and I couldn't help but wonder if I was bewitched by ghosts, and I felt like I was dreaming.

Walking to the sun, he took out the embroidered shoe, it was really still there, and he felt that it was not a dream, but he still felt that this place was not suitable for a long time, and he should leave early.

At this time, the sound of the piano sounded, Guo Jia was curious, and followed the sound of the piano unconsciously to the arch of Yayuan. In the garden, a slave and maid quickly ran to the house to report to the master, and said, "Miss, come, people are coming." ”

Guo Jia raised his voice outside the courtyard: "The owner of Yayuan, I don't know if I can go in and listen to the complete sound of the piano." ”

After a while, the maid came out, let Guo Jia in, and prepared tea for him on the stone bench, this tea has a slight medicinal aroma, and there is a slight sour taste in the sweetness. Interested, he asked, "Excuse me, what kind of tea is this?" It's sweet and sour. ”

The room said tactfully: "This is Qi-nourishing Schisandra tea, which is very good for the body, so if you like it, I'll give you some." ”

As he spoke, the master asked the maid to take out the tea bag that seemed to have been prepared for Guo Jia.

Although he liked it, he didn't even meet for the first time, Guo Jia still excused himself.

The woman inside said: "Since you like it, you can take it, and it's not a precious thing, but you have to pay attention to those vulgar courtesies." ”

Guo Jia no longer shirked, and continued to ask: "Listening to the girl's pleasant piano sound, she must have a deep knowledge of music. ”

The hostess said: "I know a little, I can't talk about the research, just say what you have." ”

Guo Jia said while recalling: "Listening to the girl's voice today, it reminds me of my childhood, I think of a song but I can't play it completely, please ask the girl to give me advice." ”

Without waiting for the woman to answer, Guo Jia began to play on her own.

The familiar melody sounded, accompanied by the mind sometimes running happily, sometimes bowing the head and shyly gentleness, sometimes the sourness of the four eyes, sometimes the thoughts and sorrows of the past. Guo Jia feels that he has never played this piece as neatly and naturally as he did today. Suddenly I realized: it turns out that emotions and music are inseparable. People with a heart can get warnings from life everywhere. Needless to say, the smart Guo Jia is self-sufficient.

The woman said slightly: "The similarity you played is part of the bamboo horse ballad, I think it is better than the bamboo horse ballad, and you added your own tune." I think that in a song, technique and notation are not the most important, but the emotion. I think you and this piece must have a story. ”

This resonated with Guo Jia, and Guo Jia easily told his childhood past, even the birthmark. But Guo Jia said the word "again" from it, and felt that even if this person was not her many years ago, he must have a great relationship with that person, and the smile on his face was very obvious.

The woman listened to the beautiful story as if it had been yesterday. Said stupidly: "She is so ugly, you have never forgotten her in your heart?" There are so many beauties in the world, why be nostalgic for a scar girl. ”

Guo Jia said selflessly: "Jia Shao doesn't know what it is, but knowing that being happy and comfortable is the most beautiful enjoyment, this is what I want to say now." Why are you obsessed with triviality, obsessed with the world, the crescent moon is better than the full moon, isn't it? And the nice name Crescent Moon. ”

The woman just said lightly: "The vicissitudes of the world and life are changeable. Maybe she is not the same as yesterday today, and what Mr. likes is an incomparably beautiful thought in his heart. Inhuman also. ”

Guo Jia likes to talk to her even more, like a confidant. And at this moment, his voice is so familiar, like a beautiful woman in yesterday's dream, Guo Jia decided to pretend to be sick and enter the house to see the woman's face, he can make medicine with tea, he knows some medical skills, and kind-hearted people should at least let him enter the house, pretend to be sick first. During the conversation, there was a cough, and his face turned pale and did not pretend to be self-revealed.

Sure enough, the woman anxiously asked the maid to help him into the room quickly, and between the pulses, Guo Jia suddenly opened his eyes, and sure enough, it was the woman's outfit in yesterday's dream, and said: "Sure enough, it's you!" Don't hide. ”

The woman threw his pulse and said, "Scoundrel, pretend to be sick and deceive me!" ”

Guo Jia looked directly at the woman and said: "Compared with the girl, it is far worse, let me open your true face of Lushan." ”

Guo Jia leaned forward as he spoke, this time he would not be as stupid as last time, before the woman got up and moved away, he lifted the beige veil, the slightly round face was full but not bloated, and the healthy complexion appeared more compact and clean, looking down, under the neck of moderate length, a pair of Fengshan hills stood proudly in front of him, quite proud.

Although it was very beautiful, Guo Jia was still a little surprised, feeling that the familiar taste could only be given to him by Zuo Yuya, looking into his eyes, he smiled and said: "Your little bean, when was it taken off your face, what happened over the years, I have never forgotten you in my heart." ”

The woman looked at Guo Jia silently, and yesterday's frivolity was embarrassed to say that she hadn't forgotten, could she believe his nonsense?

Guo Jia said: "It's a rush to see there, I have never forgotten the story of the bamboo horse ballad, I don't like music much, but the voice that exists in my heart always echoes in my ears, how I long to listen to it again, maybe thinking about this life is a luxury, although the road ahead does not know how long, I have prayed countless times in my heart to God to give me some hope, let me find that voice." At that time, we didn't know what love was, although I may not understand it now, but I always think of the girl named Zuo Yuya in my heart, she played a song "Bamboo Horse Ballad" for me, so that I can enjoy happiness like other children, after she left, I knew how luxurious happiness is, I am still facing cold eyes and fingering, I can pretend not to care, but my heart has always longed for warmth, longing to ride a bamboo horse around her again, to see her bright smile. She has been in cahoots with me, and when I see other girls, I always fantasize about whether she and her father will come here again, and if she will be happy in the past, and whether she will change her appearance, just like me. But the woman in my heart has never left, nor has she changed. ”