People change, she knows. But she didn't know why Ah Zhu had become so cold and cruel, he really didn't know what to say sweetly, but he hadn't said anything as hurtful as yesterday!

"Do you know who you're talking to!"

"I don't know! I don't know if you're Azhu or Duan Luo now. You're still the same face, white clothes, white hair, but I don't know you anymore. ”

"Really?" he laughed instead of getting angry, his voice still pure as water, but it was difficult to hide the melancholy in his expression.

He didn't know himself anymore. Is he a Zhu who was almost hacked to death by her, but because of this, he turned into a human being, laughing and playing with her, and didn't know what sorrow was? Or was he Duan Luo, who was adopted by the god of martial arts, killed people like hemp, sat on the seat of the city lord full of nails, and had an increasingly irritable temperament?

"The Ah Zhu I know, although he can't be gentle and considerate, but he can also make me happy, he never makes me cry, and these have become memories before you became the city lord. Seeing that Duan Luo didn't answer, she continued, "Duan Luo, can I ask you for one thing? Give Ah Zhu back to me." ”

"Azhu died, and from the day he was adopted, from the day he became the lord of the city, he completely disappeared from the world. ”

"If it were me, stepping on a mountain of corpses and sitting in this seat, I might have become even more cruel and ruthless than you. But what I don't understand is that you can treat others like this. I'm a Zheng! Have you forgotten that little girl back then, or have you forgotten our old ......?"

"Don't say any more. I'm not here to tell you about the old days. What I want to ask you is, do you know anything about the four musical scores created by the ancestors of the four great music immortals in ancient times. ”

He's not him anymore, so why bother looking for him? Zheng, you don't know me very well, why don't you just understand? I don't want you to pester me anymore. Why can't you forget Azhu? Forget me. Isn't it good to maintain the relationship between the city lord and the Qin Xian like this?The closer you get to me, the more I regret my decision back then. How much I used to want to be with you, now, how much I hope that I will never have anything to do with it again. I love you and I don't want to hurt you.

He regretted why he wanted to be the lord of the city, he was too close, and his heart was getting farther and farther away.

"I'm talking to you!"

Shi Mo hummed and said: "The head of the ancestors of the four great music immortals, the wooden zither, creates a requiem, the song can hook the soul, hook the heart, the man plays the soul within three days, and the woman must have the day when the soul flies." The Requiem remained in Wule City, and the other three scores did not know where they went. ”

Duan Luo asked again: "How much do you know about the other three Le Immortal Ancestors and movements?"

Shi Moyu's voice was low: "I don't know as much as the city lord." After saying that, she got up and wanted to leave, but the air in the room was so oppressive that she was about to lose her breath.

Duan Luo's voice came into her ears unhurriedly, "Did I say let you go?" He walked over: "At one watch, wait for me in the purple bamboo forest two hundred miles outside the city." ”

"You can't finish what you say all at once? ”

"Where do you say it, when is it your turn to decide?"

She was silent for a while, then pinched his face with her teeth and claws, looking at his strange and indifferent expression: "Got it, obey the orders of the city lord." Farewell fairy!" She pursed her lips and grimaced as she walked to the door. But what disappointed her was that Duan Luo looked at her with a frosty face, and didn't react at all.

The purple bamboo forest is two hundred miles away from Wule City, and hundreds of purple bamboo trees stand between heaven and earth, some are still growing proudly against the cold, and some have gone through thousands of years of wind and rain and have aura.

Duan Luo stood next to a bamboo plant, playing the bamboo flute, the flute sound was melodious with indescribable poignancy, and the road was thousands of paths but he couldn't distinguish the direction.

He used to be a bamboo, and he could often hear the music fairy of Wule City playing music in the bamboo forest, and after listening to it for a long time, he could really enter the bones, heart, and soul, and he could understand a bamboo. He also wants to be Lexian, like them, and be able to be with the girl he likes.

He has always had a person in his heart, from a bamboo to the present, the girl who often plays the guzheng.

The sound of light footsteps came.

"It's coming. Duan Luo didn't look back, his white hair dancing lightly in the wind.

Shi Moyu walked to the opposite of him, and saw that his eyes seemed to be confused, and he was a little surprised, Duan Luo, whom she knew, should not show such emotions, he never needed to hesitate to make up his mind, when he was fighting for the position of the city lord, when was he confused?

Ever since he became the lord of the city, they have become like frost flowers, and under their beautiful appearances are two hearts that break at the touch of a button.

At that time, she hadn't seen him for several years, and she only knew that he had to cut off all the stumbling blocks when he became the lord of the city, but what happened in the process, she asked many times, and he didn't say anything.

"Let me do what?" she ran around a handful of her hair, wrapping it around her fingers, and then around it again, forming several bends in her hair.

Duan Luo looked at her hair and wanted to bend her lips, after so many years, she still retained that innocence. Happiness is the most important emotion she should have, and the person she loves should also be the person who brings him happiness, not a person like him.

"Can Requiem play?"

Shi Moyu raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to kill me in this bamboo forest!"

"I said it, I never wanted to hurt you, never, I'm trying to figure out a way, you don't understand?"

"I'm nothing in your heart anyway. People who like you, from Wule City to the mortal world, what is my childhood sweetheart's partner?"

The vinegar in her tone was strong, and the air was sour.

"To answer my question. ”

"I'm afraid of death, I haven't played, I don't know if it will. She straightened her bent hair, but she wasn't honest, and she grabbed it with her hand to merge with it.

A bamboo leaf fell on Duan Luo's hair, Shi Moyu helped him take it down, put it on his mouth and blew a tune, put it in the palm of his hand, and when he blew it, the leaf floated to the ground.

"The beginning of the Requiem. Pretty good, right?"

She actually remembered!

Duan Luo's roar sounded in her ears: "Who asked you to play this tune!"

Shi Moyu pushed his hair behind his ears and smiled lightly: "Isn't this what you want to see, you hope that I am a great, self-sacrificing Le Xian, isn't it?" "I've answered your question, and you've listened to the tune, I don't know, do you want to hear me play the whole thing with the guzheng?"

Without waiting for him to speak, she summoned the guzheng out, sat on the ground, and as soon as her hand touched, she was picked up by Duan Luo, who was red-eyed, and the guzheng fell to the ground, and she went to take it with a heartache, but she couldn't get it.

She beat him and said, "You broke my zither!

She didn't hit hard, it didn't hurt or itch, but her breath was close to her face, there was a faint fragrance of osmanthus, Duan Luo twisted his eyebrows and pinched her arm, and shouted helplessly: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do when you called me here? If you just ask me if I can play, why do you have to come so far away? You just want to listen to the Requiem, and I blow a part and you get angry. Afraid of me dying?Azhu, is it you? You're back, right?" she kissed him on the lips, cold and cold, and she felt as warm as his heart.

Duan Luo squinted slightly, and the throbbing of the tip of his heart drowned out his reason.

He has been suppressed for too long, he can't care so much, at this moment, he just wants to give her a hug, give her peace of mind, and give her tenderness.

The evening breeze swayes the clothes, the bamboo forest is faint and fragrant, leisurely infatuated, and the meaning is deep.