Mo Zheng sighed: "I came here so late, what else do you want to hear from me?"

"Hmm. I see, you go back. ”

Mo Zheng thought to himself, when he goes back, it is just that this house goes out, and when he opens the door, it is another room.

By this time, it was dark, but she was not sleepy.

Qingzhu stood up, looking like a send-off, Mo Zheng rolled his eyes and walked out.

Qingzhu extinguished the candle and left one, this is his habit, it seems to be a very special identity in the previous life, and it must be strictly guarded against assassination, and the man in gray this morning made him feel familiar.

The familiar voice, the familiar martial arts, and the familiar murderous spirit want to put him to death, otherwise he will not give up, he subconsciously thinks that this person is the enemy of his previous life, he failed to kill him in his previous life, and he will come to find him again in this life.

He changed his clothes and fell asleep, wearing white pajamas embroidered with bamboo knots, his eyes closed, his eyelids fluttering.

It was pitch black in front of him, but a beat of bamboo flutes immediately appeared, a total of ten, five green bamboo flutes, five purple bamboo flutes, the same length,

The flute hole was facing him, and he counted the number of holes left and right in his mind, constantly adding, subtracting, multiplying and dividing, and the number of bamboo joints, until he was dazzled and exhausted.

He couldn't help but do it.

He often couldn't sleep.

I don't want to control myself from thinking about this and that, there are always vague pictures of my past life, scattered appearances, sometimes joyful, sometimes painful, sometimes shallow sleep, deep dreams, and the whole night is tired.

Only if you are really tired to the point of exhaustion, can you fall asleep faster and not dream.

The bamboo flute turned into a musical score, and the notes flew out slowly, surrounding the green bamboo, allowing him to sleep peacefully, but his thick eyebrows were still frowning, as if there was a heartache that could not be dissolved.

*

The owner's mansion, the back garden, a thousand years ago, at the strong request of the owner's wife Mo Zheng, planted one hundred and seventeen osmanthus trees, a hundred years later, one hundred remaining, year after year, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, every August, towering and fragrant.

I don't have to go to the piano hall today, Mo Zheng slept until the end of the day, and then he kicked off the quilt twice and went to the ground to wash and dress up.

The cook is still Qingzhu, he wakes up very early, and he can still see the stars, his room is lit with candles, he was stunned for a long time, his brain is blank, so he has a happy feeling, he really rarely has such feelings, only when he doesn't think about anything, is the happiest time.

He looked at his pajamas, there was not a trace of wrinkles, and he went to the kitchen to make fried buns.

While waiting for the noodles to be made, he sat on the bench, wrote the tune, and halfway through the writing, he suddenly became so irritated that his heart became angry, and he threw it out with a "whoosh".

Coincidentally, it was thrown on the forehead of Ah Yan, who happened to walk in, and flicked it on the bangs, and the sound fell to the ground very softly.

The pain is not very painful, but it scared Ah Yan, she almost couldn't hear the "oops", Qingzhu, who had a keen hearing, still heard it and turned around.

Ah Yan rubbed her forehead: "Auntie and grandpa, why did you beat me?"

"I didn't know you were coming. ”

Ah Yan walked over, lifted the buckled basin, the dough had already started, she pressed it, pressed a pit, and then quickly bounced back.

"Don't move!" Qingzhu said.

"Grandpa, what are you going to do here?"

"Fried buns. ”

Ah Yan has the cute expression of a little gluttonous cat.

"Why are you here so early?" Qingzhu asked her.

Ah Yan said, "If you're hungry, let's see if there's anything delicious." ”

At this time, Qian Zhu'er's voice sounded outside the door, and she lowered her voice and asked, "Ah Yan, is there any, come out quickly, the hall owner will come over in a while!"

Qingzhu walked out and carried Qianzhu'er to the house, Qianzhu'er stood up and smiled bitterly: "Pavilion master, are you also there? I also said, let Ah Yan come over to help, I didn't expect it." He craned his neck and looked at the dough that Ah Yan had forgotten to buckle, "Pavilion master, you are so sharp!"

"Qianzhu'er, Ah Yan, you listen to me, I don't agree with you being together. ”

Qianzhu'er wondered, "Why?"

Ah Yan said: "You don't have the right to control us, my aunt and grandmother are not relatives, she can't change it, and you can't control it!"

Qingzhu said angrily: "Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this!"

His expression and tone are indeed quite scary, Ah Yan has been scared and cried by him since she was a child, and now, she is not afraid, in order to be with Qianzhu'er, she is not afraid, but her voice is still a little trembling: "I just want to be with Qianzhu'er, who does I love agree or disagree!"

"Say it again!" Qingzhu had reached the point of being angry, and his white hair glowed angrily.

Qianzhu'er was afraid that Qingzhu would do something to Ah Yan, so she held her arms in front of Ah Yan, and was righteous and awe-inspiring: "Pavilion master, it's all my fault that I'm too charming, so I can make Ah Yan fall in love with me, if you want to fight, just beat me, anyway, we must be together, no matter how many obstacles, if we can't in this life, then in the next life." ”

Ah Yan couldn't help laughing.

When is this coming, he still stinks and is beautiful!

Qingzhu suddenly remembered her in her previous life, but unfortunately, she has not been able to meet her in this life, they are destined in this life, so they can only pin their hopes on the next life.

Mo Zheng said that he beat the mandarin ducks, and he couldn't fall in love, and he didn't let other people in love eventually become dependents. At this time, he is doing this kind of retribution.

"It's okay for me to agree, Qianzhu'er, you can recognize me and Mo Zheng as grandpa and grandma. ”

Qianzhu'er's mouth was open enough to swallow an egg: "What?!"

"Call me grandpa. ”

Qian Zhu'er was embarrassed and said, "It's too ...... No, no, I can't call it. ”

Ah Yan said angrily: "You don't like me anymore, you can't do this little thing!"

Qianzhuer thought to herself, why is this, she has always been a brother, how can she like a girl, and she has changed from a younger brother to a grandson, or a grandson who has been separated by several generations.

He didn't want to.

"I just can't call it!"

Ah Yan roared: "Okay, Qianzhu'er, you can't stand such a little grievance for me, I don't think it's interesting for us to be together, or break up?"

In any case, let him be a grandson, he just can't agree!

"Divide it, who is afraid of whom!" Qian Zhu'er walked out after speaking.

Ah Yan flattened her mouth, leaned on Qingzhu's shoulder, and cried.

Qingzhu frowned, looking overwhelmed.

That's not what he wanted.

*

A hundred trees, which can be regarded as a small grove, gently shook off a few petals by the wisps of wind, white as snow, pink as crimson, and fluttered one after another, falling on the head of the Mo Zheng, falling on the Guzheng, and falling on the ground......

The sound of the Qingyang and comfortable piano has been echoing here for a while, and the green bamboo came, while walking this way, while playing the bamboo flute, the sound was sudden, but not abrupt, and the sound of the guzheng perfectly matched,

Mo Zheng smiled slightly, raised his eyes to look at him, and when his figure was getting closer and closer, the song was gradually approaching the end, and when he came over, the song was over, and the birds on the branches were still singing and jumping, very cheerful.

Qingzhu sat on a small bench casually, not knowing where he was looking, as if there was someone he wanted to see in a far, far away place.

Mo Zheng took off his armor and asked him, "When I was eating just now, what happened, Ah Yan and Qianzhu'er are not right." ”

Qingzhu told the events of the night, and said at the end: "I wanted them to be together, but I didn't expect things to turn out like this." ”

"This is Qianzhu'er's no, isn't it just to be a grandson, and you can't lose a piece of meat, and you can't eat this loss with Ah Yan, I think, just divide it, it's okay to divide it. ”

Ah Yan cried very sadly. ”

"It's okay! long pain is better than short pain. ”

"I'm to blame for this. ”

Mo Zheng advised her: "Don't blame yourself too much. ”

"Will there be retribution? I broke up a pair of mandarin ducks, will I never see her again?"

"No, we will definitely meet again. Sometimes, I think that we are quite fateful, we all came to this life in the previous life, and we can still become husband and wife, although it is fake, but it is also not a shallow fate.

You see, we are people who have not crossed paths in our previous lives, and we can meet in this life, you and her love so deeply, how can you not meet again?"

Her words gave him great comfort in his heart, just like his frozen heart, melted by her spring breeze words, warm.

"Mo Zheng. ”

"Hmm. Mo Zheng placed the prosthetic in a small round wooden box.

"If, in the next life, I still can't meet her, if I can meet you again in the next life, let's be together. After he finished speaking, he couldn't believe it.

But as soon as the words came out, they entered her ears, because she wanted to take them back and couldn't get them back.

Mo Zheng displayed the wooden box in the palm of his hand, and his face was gloomy: "I don't like to hear this! You men are all the same, you only love one, and if you can't meet them, you have to be with other women? I always thought that you were a man with deep affection, I really didn't expect that you would say this!"

Qingzhu hurriedly explained: "I mean what if ......"

"What if, really? If she is watching you from a distance now, and hearing what you say, will she die of sadness?"

It's really strange, why is she so sad all of a sudden, what is she angry about, what is she dissatisfied with, why does she still want to cry, her heart is so uncomfortable.

"Zheng, you ......"

Mo Zheng was very angry, and scolded: "Qingzhu, I only saw your true face today, you are a scumbag! I look down on you! I hate you! I hate you! Let me be with you in the next life? No way! I just wait for him, I will wait for him forever! I will wait for him for life, as long as I can enter reincarnation, I will wait for him." ”

Scumbag?

He also felt that he was so sorry for her when he said this, and suddenly felt guilty and lowered his head.

What's wrong with him, why did he suddenly get the idea of Mo Zheng?

It really shouldn't be, he panicked.

Stand up: "Just now, don't let me talk again, just let me be open-mouthed......"

Mo Zheng snorted coldly: "I'm only when you're farting!" You remember, no matter whether the man or the woman, one party can only let the other party give up, but you can't take the initiative to give up, and if you take the initiative to give up, you are a scumbag, a scumbag!"

Qingzhu ignored it and walked away silently, Mo Zheng kept staring at his back, and suddenly felt a little headache, another figure with the same dress and white hair appeared, in front of her, she couldn't see the appearance clearly, what he seemed to be saying, she couldn't hear clearly.

Suddenly, a cold light weapon "swished from a distance, her heart "chuckled", closed her eyes by the cold light, opened her eyes and saw that the figure was gone, only Qingzhu was left alone, he stood there, raised his head, and then took a step, suddenly heard the wind behind him, quickly turned around, and pinched a blow dart......