Chapter Eighty-Eight: Definitely Secretly Loving Old Paper

Cui'er hurriedly ran over and exclaimed, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" Aren't you here to pick up shuttlecocks? Are you being bullied? Yes! Who is this man who is dead? ”

Yu Qiao stretched out her hand and covered Cui'er's mouth, but she was a person who had seen the world in the twentieth century, and she calmed down in three seconds.

Then he approached step by step, squatted down, took his finger in front of his nose and tested it, stroked his heart and said, "There is still breath." ”

Cui'er shouted: "Was Miss knocked out?" ”

Yu Qiao shook his head. She didn't know how this person was so good that she fainted.

Could it be that this person has a crush on himself......

Otherwise, why would you meet him wherever you go......

Why else would he be in this backyard......

No way, Miss Ben is so attractive.

The point is, the shuttlecock is gone, and I can't find it.

Cui'er was aggrieved: "Miss, there is a person here, you still have the heart to find your own shuttlecock, let's go back quickly." ”

Get back? Do you want to leave this person here?

He is so good-looking, what a pity it would be if he died......

Yu Qiao looked at Cui'er with blinking eyes, and said flatteringly, "Shall we drag him back to the yard?" ”

Cui'er shook her head violently: "Not good! If someone finds out that we are going back to the yard with a man, do you want to lose your reputation? Besides, you don't even know if he's a good guy or not? ”

Yu Qiao grabbed her hand: "Take a closer look, this person saved me at the Mountain Ghost Winery, and he must not be a bad person." ”

Cui'er took a closer look, and it was really.

Since she is the lady's life-saving benefactor, she naturally can't ignore it.

Cui'er still shook her head: "No!" We have to go through the house gate, we have to go through the front yard, and how many people along the way see us with a man, and I will be beaten to death by the old lady. ”

Yu Qiao said in a low voice: "There is a secret door in the courtyard wall of our backyard, which is usually locked, you sneak in through the front door and open it, and we drag him in through the back door." ”

Cui'er's eyes widened: "Why didn't I know that there was a secret door in our yard?" Miss, what have you been doing lately? ”

I didn't do anything, I just slipped out with Watson and rode a horse......

Yu Qiao glared at her with eyes: "Go quickly, otherwise he will die, Miss Ben will definitely die!" ”

Cui'er was frightened, and she slipped in through the front door, ran to her own backyard, and opened the back door hidden behind a thorny flower.

The master and servant helped Qin Huaidao, who had fainted, and dragged him into the house through the back door and returned to his own courtyard.

saw Song Mingqing sitting on the swing with a calm face.

These days, her complexion looks much better, and although her cheeks are still pale, they are radiant.

Yu Qiao didn't bother to greet her, and dragged Qin Huaidao to Watson's room with Cui'er angrily, and placed him on Watson's bed.

Song Mingqing followed, covering his mouth, almost screaming.

Yu Qiao hurriedly said: "Aunt Qing, don't think about it, this is really not a matter of thinking." ”

A girl dragging a man back, isn't it a matter of imagination?

Yu Qiao wiped the sweat on his face with his sleeve, sat on the edge of the bed, and actually laughed.

Song Ming's face flushed with anger: "You are still laughing? If someone else knows, your mother will have to beat you to death! ”

Yu Qiao looked at her with clear eyes: "Auntie, this is my life-saving benefactor, I don't know why I fainted and died outside the courtyard wall, I brought him back to repay my kindness." ”

"A lifesaver?"

Yu Qiao told the story of what happened in the Mountain Ghost Winery that day.

"And what are you doing in the backyard this big night?"

Yu Qiao talked about picking up shuttlecocks again.

"So what is he doing in this backyard this big night?"

Yu Qiao didn't think about it, and smiled happily: "Auntie, I suspect that this person has a crush on me, and he doesn't dare to confess to me, so he stays in the backyard every day, wanting to see my beauty." ”

Song Mingqing is simply ......

Choked up......

Yu Qiao said again: "Do you want to ha, those story books in ancient times, weren't they all scholars admired Miss, and then Miss dropped her handkerchief to make a love affair, and then the two of them often had private meetings, and then eloped, and then ......"

Song Mingqing couldn't hold back any longer and giggled.

Yu Qiao held her cheeks and said sweetly: "Auntie, this is the first time I've seen you really laugh, you look so good when you smile." ”

Song Mingqing took her hand: "Let's go, don't stay here." When the man wakes up, let him go. ”

Yu Qiao was not at ease: "Do you want to ask a gentleman to show him?" ”

Song Mingqing poked a finger at her head: "Do you want to make everyone know?" He just fainted, and he would wake up after a while. ”

The two walked out of the door hand in hand, and Yu Qiao said, "I didn't expect you to come to me, Cui'er, hurry up and make tea for my aunt, and then serve some dried apricots that my aunt loves to eat." ”

Song Mingqing patted the vacant seat on the swing, and Yu Qiao sat down next to her.

Song Mingqing asked: "You have been learning the piano recently?" ”

Yu Qiao smiled: "Yes, didn't my aunt hear it across the yard?" ”

Song Mingqing pursed his lips and smiled: "Naturally, I can hear some, but the noise disturbs me so much that I can't read well." ”

Yu Qiao coquettish: "Aren't I still learning?" My aunt can't laugh at me like that. ”

Song Mingqing said: "So, I'll teach you to play the piano." ”

Yu Qiao hurriedly got up, went to the house by himself, moved the piano out, and put it on the table.

Song Mingqing got up, didn't sit down, and just stood like this.

The moonlight at this time is quiet and warm. sprinkled on her body.

Her fingers were like jade, sweeping over the strings. Then, between the ups and downs, the sound of the piano rippled like water in this summer night.

Only then did Yu Qiao understand why her aunt was only famous in Kyoto at the age of thirteen.

She has seen Mr. Lan play the piano, and Mr. Lan's piano skills have reached a state of superbness.

But Song Mingqing is different from Mr. Lan, Song Mingqing is the unity of people and pianos, and there is emotion and warmth in her piano voice.

This emotion and temperature can be felt by others, and it surpasses the coldness in Mr. Lan's piano sound.

Yu Qiao can feel the beauty in such a piano sound, and can feel the sadness brought by beauty, which is even overwhelming.

She even misses Watson intensely.

I miss his eyes, I miss his voice, I miss my chest, I miss his back......

Is this love......

Old paper never felt this way in the twentieth century, after living for eighteen years......

Acacia is like that......

Song Mingqing stopped and said softly, "Come here, I'll teach you." ”

Yu Qiao stood up obediently and put his hand on the strings.

Song Mingqing said: "If you want to play a good tune with a simple five strings, the score is of course important. More importantly, you need to understand what the piece is trying to convey and convey. ”