Liu Chaohua's study is decorated with a lovely pink tone, which is very different from her image.

There is a piano table in the study, but there is no piano on it, and Liu Chaohua has no hobby in this regard.

Xu Ziheng walked over, took out his piano from the storage ring, and put it on.

Mo Tianyue walked to the small desk diagonally opposite the desk, and then sat down cross-legged.

Raising his eyes to look at the young man, he saw that the young man had already sat down, and turned his eyes to the guqin on the piano table.

The guqin is black all over, and the shape is simple and smooth, subtle and generous, which coincides with the introverted temperament of the teenager.

Although Mo Tianyue can't play the piano, she knows the piano, and she can see that Xu Ziheng's guqin is excellent.

Xu Ziheng glanced at the girl, raised his hand, and began to pluck the strings with his fingertips.

Melodious notes pour out with the fluttering of the strings.

Mo Tianyue looked at the teenager who started playing.

The young man was dressed in green clothes, his hair was tied high, and the two strands of dragon whiskers on his forehead swayed due to the slight shaking of his head.

His eyebrows were lowered, and his eyes were focused on the guqin under his hand.

"Guangling San" is a more passionate tune, the whole song is full of an indignant and unyielding atmosphere, perhaps for this reason, the young man's expression is serious and solemn.

Behind him, the midsummer sun poured in through the window, hitting him as if he were in the light.

Distinguished and elegant.

The familiar and slightly unfamiliar sound of the piano surrounded her ears, and gradually, Mo Tianyue looked stunned.

At this time, in her eyes, what was playing in front of her eyes was not a young man who had not retreated, but a man like a fairy.

The man was dressed in white, with his hair as ink as green silk as scattered, and only two strands of hair were tied in front of his ears and tied behind his head with a white headband.

His figure is thin, his face is picturesque, and his eyebrows are gentle, indescribably graceful and elegant.

Looking at the familiar face, Mo Tianyue forgot everything, and felt in a trance that she was listening to the piano in her eldest apprentice's yard at this time.

As the tune progressed, she was transported into the world created by the sound of the piano, and involuntarily closed her eyes and listened quietly.

At the same time, in the kitchen.

"Who is playing the piano?" Qin Bufei, who was sitting on the small bench folding vegetables, heard the sound of the piano and stood up suddenly.

Liu Chaohua looked at the man who reacted a little too much, and was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

Qin Bufei didn't answer Liu Chaohua's words, and said, "I'll go and take a look, and I'll come back later." After saying that, the man disappeared.

Liu Chaohua: ?

How could Qin Bufei's reaction not be big, the sound of this piano was too familiar.

It's not that the melody is familiar, it's the feeling that the tune gives people.

He doesn't know the rhythm of music, but he can't bear to be infected by the rhythm of music since he was a child.

This song, from childhood to adulthood, he doesn't know how many times he has listened to it, and he knows very well what he feels.

Follow the sound of the piano to the study.

The door of the study was not closed, and Qin Bufei stepped in.

When he saw the young man playing the piano, he froze in place.

Liu Chaohua followed, and was a little surprised to see that it was Xu Ziheng who was playing the piano, and then saw Qin Bufei stunned in place, a little confused.

What's going on here?

I didn't understand, and I didn't want to disturb such a scene, so I silently went back to the kitchen.

After a while, Qin Bufei came back to his senses, and tears came out.

Is this young man a big brother?

Although I don't know if it's or not, but he can play the piano rhyme of the senior brother, it must be related to the senior brother, and he misses the senior brother so much.

When I was a child, Master often gave them to Senior Brother to take care of them.

My prince is coquettish again