"Okay."

Dry bones and happy heads, with autumn to the house, the main hall has been set up dinner, simple dishes, a lamp in the center of the table, the lights are flickering, the dim light, people feel warm in the heart.

He helped her sit down and personally served her soup: "It's cold, drink some soup to warm up." ”

Yaoxi and San'er went out with interest, leaving the two of them to eat quietly, at this time, no one else could come in.

After dinner, Dry Guhuan went out for a while, and when he came back, he brought back a guqin, which was dark and very expensive, and Dry Guhuan put the guqin on the table, and sat in front of the guqin with Qiu Yinong, he sat on the carpet, leaned on the group mat, pointed to the guqin and said: "I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time, it's still early today, you can play a song for me." ”

Qiu Yinong looked at the man's good-looking side face, thought a lot in his heart, and said a little strangely: "I heard the people in the palace say, the "Hibiscus Jacket" you sang is very legendary, would the son be willing to sing a song for me?" ”

Everyone said that Dry Bone Huan sang well, she just wanted to listen to it, and pondered what kind of mood Zhan Yu was in when he listened to Dry Bone Huan sing this song.

"If Ah Nong likes it, then why don't I do it?"

The man smiled gently, sat there with one leg bent, his face immersed in the dim candlelight, and slowly ripped off the tone in the sound of her piano, and the tactful and soft voice flowed out, stunning the autumn mood.

When she was young, she was in the palace and also liked to listen to operas.

That's why she loves shamelessness so much, and the drama he sings is the most suitable for her taste.

And Dry Bone Huan sang much better than Wuyan, graceful and delicate, lingering and compassionate, singing all the joys and sorrows of the female obsession, loneliness and exile.

At that time, Wuyan coined this word, very sad, she always loved to laugh at him, young, and she liked her, the glory and wealth are inexhaustible, why is he always so sad!!

But despite that, she still composed music for him very carefully, and it became this eternal swan song "Hibiscus".

At that time, although she played, she didn't know the sadness and pain in it, but now, when she plays it again, she can also experience the joys and sorrows of displacement.

Her fingers pressed lightly on the strings, and she didn't finish the song.

Dry Bone Huan looked at it, she smiled and said, "The rest of this half song, let's play it later, I'm tired." ”

"Okay."

He could see the sadness in her eyebrows that she didn't want to reveal, everyone had a story.

He took her hand and walked into the house, inevitably asking, "What are you thinking?" ”

"Think of a person." She didn't intend to hide it, tilted her head and smiled and said: "In the past, there was a person like you who could sing around me, but his identity was not as noble as you, he was an exiled actor." ”

At that time, Wuyan told her that he was in exile here, so he stayed here.

The man took her hand and tightened it slightly, and asked her in a dumb voice, "Then Anon misses him very much?" ”

"Sometimes."

What else do you want now, it has been so long, and now Wuyan should have gone to another place, living better, maybe he has married a wife and had children, he has long forgotten about her, and lived the life he wants.

Time is so cruel, everything about her has been taken away.