Tonight's night is a little hot, everything is quiet, and even the occasional bird cry and insect chirping are gone, which is so depressing that people can't breathe. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Peng Yue held Yan Mengyun's hand like this, and slowly turned around the room, he really hoped that time could stop at this moment, holding the other party and never letting go, but she was already gone...

From time to time, he grabbed Yan Mengyun's waist, Peng Yue didn't want to take advantage, but helped Yan Mengyun to take the direction to prevent her from hitting the table, chair and bench, but it was too much, Peng Yue found that Yan Mengyun's slender waist seemed to be really similar to Xueqi's, especially when Yan Mengyun didn't say a word...

"Xianggong, the concubine is now... Okay now, let's sit back...", Yan Mengyun stopped, although it was still a happy feeling to be held by Peng Yue like this, but Yan Mengyun sat for so long, and then walked like this for a while, now Yan Mengyun really wants to lie on the couch and rest, besides, the red hijab has been on his head, and he can't see anything, which is also quite awkward...

"Hmm... Okay...", as soon as Yan Mengyun spoke, Peng Yue, who was immersed in a beautiful fantasy, immediately came back to his senses. He was indeed a little selfish, and he could also think that Yan Mengyun probably wanted to take a break now, but he was embarrassed to say it. So he took Yan Mengyun's hand and slowly walked back to the couch and sat down.

Okay, that time is enough, don't worry about it yourself, after all, the bride in front of you is Yan Mengyun, thinking of her docile and lovely appearance, Peng Yue really can't bear to wronged her too much.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of music not far away, and Peng Yue didn't care about it at first. Slowly. He felt that the music was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. So Peng Yue deliberately listened. And the music seems to be getting more and more obvious...

"Xianggong, did you hear that?" Yan Mengyun's Qianqianyu hand naturally rested on Peng Yue's body, "It seems that someone is playing the pipa..."

Pipa? Oh... Yes, it seems to be the sound of a lute. Peng Yue didn't have any musical cells, and at first he really couldn't hear what kind of musical instrument was playing, but after Yan Mengyun's reminder, Peng Yue felt it, as if it was really the sound of the pipa, in fact, he had heard it a few times.

By the way, I've heard this tune myself. It seems to be quite familiar: then let the slave family play a song for the adult... I don't know what you heard...

It's her! It's Gu Wan'er, she played this tune, it was the tune she played to herself when she first came to Chunxuefang, and she played it twice for herself later, so Peng Yue was very impressed, because this piece was based on the words of Nalan Xingde that she wrote...

Xue Qi has played it for herself, and Gu Wan'er has also played it for herself, so many times. How can you forget? He knew that this was not Xueqi, it must be Gu Wan'er, and even he felt the emotions in the music for the first time: self-pity, grievance. Sad, blessed... It's like I haven't seen her in a while...

The wind was blowing outside, and the leaves by the window were rustling. Blow in a burst of coolness. Then a bolt of lightning pierced the sky and whipped like a whip to the earth.

"Ahh A lute string then breaks. Crystal tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the broken string.

Gu Wan'er was sitting under a big tree outside Peng Yue's house at this time. Quietly staring at the little light coming from the direction of Peng Yue's bedroom. In her mind, she hadn't seen Peng Yue for a long time, and she didn't know what Peng Yue really thought in her heart, and she even began to doubt the uncertain promise that Peng Yue had made to herself.

If he really has himself in his heart, then why hasn't he seen himself all these days? Although Gu Wan'er is simple, she also has the sensitivity and delicacy of an ordinary daughter's family, and she faintly feels that there seems to be no hope between her and Peng Yue.

He ransomed himself and gave himself a shop to take care of, which was regarded as giving himself a place to live. But since then, Gu Wan'er has never seen Peng Yue again, or even heard from him again, Gu Wan'er can feel that he is obviously alienating herself. When he didn't take care of this store before, Peng Yue would come over to take a look, but when he took care of this store, Peng Yue never came again!

Of course, Gu Wan'er didn't know that Peng Yue often came to that store before, in order to hide people's eyes and provide opportunities for herself to find Xueqi. Gu Wan'er just tried her best to take care of this shop, and when Peng Yue came, she could tell him in person: I will help you take care of this store very well! But now Gu Wan'er doesn't even have a chance to say this...

She knew that today was Peng Yue's wedding day, but she didn't have the courage to share his happiness. So she repaired the pipa that had been with her for a long time today, not that she had the idea of re-entering the dust, but she just wanted to give herself a nostalgia and a blessing to Peng Yue today, but this string was finally broken...

With a faint sigh, he couldn't hide the beauty of his heart: after all, he was still trapped in his identity, just like Peng Yue was overjoyed today, he didn't even have the qualifications to go to the church to congratulate, so he could only watch silently from a distance. When she saw the noisy scene where everyone came to congratulate, the gap in Gu Wan'er's heart was even greater. This glory and joy will not belong to you after all...

Moreover, this congratulations is said in my heart, and I don't know how heavy it should be! As long as he can understand his mind, it is enough, as long as he can still like him silently, and can hear his blessings to him tonight, then there is nothing to ask for.

There was a thunderstorm, and a light rain was already falling outside the window. The sycamore is more drizzle, but it doesn't start in the early morning and finally at dusk. Yes, bit by bit, this time, what a sad word!

"It's raining... I'm going to close the window..."Yan Mengyun, who was under the hijab, heard Peng Yue's voice getting up.

Yes, since the music stopped, Peng Yue's thoughts have not stopped. He was sure that it must be Gu Wan'er who was playing the pipa outside, because this sound was too close, it seemed that he was intentionally playing it for himself, and what was even more rare was that this sound was so familiar.

He knew Gu Wan'er's intentions for him, and he did deliberately avoid Gu Wan'er during this time, but at this moment, he was really moved in his heart, because he didn't expect this girl to be so infatuated with him.

It was raining outside, and Peng Yue didn't know if Gu Wan'er was gone, but he wanted to take a look, but he couldn't ignore it completely, and even he began to examine the affection for Gu Wan'er in his heart, although he knew that he might be a little immoral in doing so, because now the bride was sitting next to him.

The rain outside the window fell more urgently, hitting the banana leaves, making a burst of sound, and Peng Yue, who was standing by the window, hurriedly looked out. In the blur, Peng Yue noticed that there seemed to be a figure swaying under the tree next to the alley opposite, and the figure seemed to be looking at him.

She didn't bring an umbrella, she held a pipa in her arms, and stood quietly under the tree, the rain was falling urgently, she couldn't cover under the tree at all, and her body was already wet, but she still refused to go, stubborn and nostalgic.

Peng Yue couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but an inexplicable distress surged in his heart. Suddenly, it seemed that the person opposite realized that he was not closing the window, but staring at her quietly, so her figure became confused and flustered, her body trembled slightly, took a small step forward, and took a small step back, hesitated, hesitated in place, Peng Yue's eyes were suddenly full of tears...

"Don't stand under a tree when it's raining, it's dangerous!" , Peng Yue held on to the window lattice, shouted loudly outside, took a deep breath, he still didn't dare to call Gu Wan'er's name.

"No matter, no matter...", Peng Yue turned around, glanced at Yan Mengyun on the couch, and quickly ran out of the house. Peng Yue also knows that he is very soft-hearted, but he can't be too ruthless: at least see her and comfort her, but why did he avoid her in the first place? Ridiculous reasons, ridiculous reasons, everything is just that I can't get over the hurdle in my heart, but do I really face my heart?

Yan Mengyun listened to Peng Yue's footsteps approaching him, and suddenly, the voice became urgent, getting farther and farther away from him.

"Xianggong", Yan Mengyun suppressed a cry in her heart, and her little hand unconsciously grabbed the wedding robe that had been stained with some sweat, and her hijab had not been lifted yet... (To be continued.) )