Hangzhou West Lake is known as a literati and a famous person

After the continuous spring rain, the sky swept away the haze and the warm sun also sprinkled rare warmth and brilliance between the heaven and the earth, and the West Lake was even more soft and still water under the sun, and the scenery was elegant

In the West Lake, tourists take a boat to paint on the West Lake, or lead to singing, or chanting poems, painting, or raising a glass to drink together, which is extremely elegant and enjoyable

I don't know where it came from, the sound of the piano curls to express different moods, there are murmuring as quiet as flowing water, there is a delicate softness like a woman's whispering, there is a light and indifferent sadness, all kinds of timbre flow from an unknown place, and the aftermath lingers around the beam, and the praise for three days is not an exaggeration at this time

Everyone was fascinated and unconsciously rowed the boat and painted the boat towards the source of the piano sound

A faint stream of people by the lake also followed the eyes of a man by the lake, and the fragrance of the elegant lotus flowers fluttered with the green shirts

More than ten years have passed, leaving a green stubble on this elegant man's face, a little more mature, steady, and unchanged, what is still the infinite tenderness in his eyes, at this time, a woman in purple clothes poked her head out and waved at him

He nodded, looked at the plain white figure behind the woman in purple, with a shallow smile on his lips, and jumped up, tapping the water surface with his toes, leaving shallow ripples rippling in circles

At the end of the ripples, Nan Ruochen landed firmly on the painting boat, and their painting boat was already surrounded by tourists attracted by the sound of the piano

The woman sitting in the painting boat is dressed in plain white clothes, her hair is not pulled up, and she pours on her fragrant shoulders, her beautiful eyes are clear as water, cold as ice, as if she can wash away all the sins and ugliness in the world, as if she has seen through all the sorrow and sadness in the world, the jade finger dances lightly on the strings, the sound of the piano flows, it seems to be melodious, fresh and smooth, like the vast sky, like gurgling water, like a woman in the ear, the warbler whispers softly, and whispers in a whisper, which is wonderful

Qu Bi Nan Ruochen put the cloak in his hand on the shoulders of the woman in white: "Although the weather is good, the wind is still a little cold, you have to pay attention to your weak body."

The woman smiled slightly, and seemed to be accustomed to the man's movements, and gently pulled the scattered hair of her sideburns behind her ears: "Why are you here?"

Nan Ruochen smiled: "Aunt heard that you came to Huxin to play the piano again, so I asked me to bring you a cloak for fear that you would catch a cold."

The woman nodded slightly: "Thank you"

The woman in purple, who had been watching from the sidelines, stepped forward and took her hand: "Lu Nuoxin, why haven't you changed your bad habit, thank you at every turn, I'm sorry, we have been friends for more than ten years, and we should care about each other."

Hearing Liuchen's words, a trace of guilt flashed in Lu Nuoxin's eyes, and after she left the palace, she suddenly changed her itinerary on the way to the other palace, and sent her here overnight

And here, she saw that Master Tian and Mrs. Tian, who had already arrived here, turned out to be exiled by the emperor's decree, and Pai Siming secretly sent them here, just waiting for her to come and reunite with the family

"Okay, I don't say I don't say"

Nan Ruochen, who was released from the palace not long after she arrived here, stood in front of her with a smile on her face, and Liuchen also escaped from the palace on the second day, and the three of them still couldn't escape such a chase

In the past ten years, they have opened a painting workshop by the lake, and the income is enough to make a living, and the life of these more than ten years is comfortable and freewheeling, but if there is no Nan Ruochen and Liuchen, two people with kung fu, it is impossible to open such a smooth workshop in the workshop, and she is sincerely grateful to them

"Okay, it's not early, my aunt has already prepared lunch, I'm waiting at home, let's go back quickly," Nan Ruochen saw that she was deep in thought, and interrupted her softly

Liuchen nodded: "Yes, yes, I like to eat my aunt's West Lake vinegar fish the most."

As he spoke, he instructed the boatman to go home

"Qingqin Miaoqu, the beauty of the world, the beauty of the world"

At this moment, a bamboo raft came leisurely from the lake, the man in white on the raft had his hair untied, like ink, his hair flew in the wind, and he wore a hat to cover his face, but despite this, he clearly stood among all beings, which made people feel that he was beyond the world

Lu Nuoxin only felt that this deliberately suppressed voice was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while

"This girl, my son-in-law admires the sound of the girl's piano, and I want Miss Lao to play another song, it's good" Everyone focused on the bamboo raft, and even the boatman who supported the boat did not look like an ordinary person

Lu Nuoxin glanced at the man in white, the huge hat made her unable to see his face, she was suspicious, but she still smiled politely: "This son, I'm sorry, my mother is waiting for me to go back at home, forgive the little girl for being rude today."

The man on the raft seemed to expect her to answer the boatman, "Since the girl doesn't want my son-in-law, she doesn't want to be reluctant, but can you borrow the piano?"

Lu Nuoxin glanced at Nan Ruochen and looked at the man in white carefully, and nodded, and Lu Nuoxin didn't want to entangle with people more, so he ordered the boatman to sail

The painting boat drove towards the lake, Lu Nuoxin glanced back at the man in white on the bamboo raft, and suddenly laughed at himself, how could he suddenly think of him again, for more than ten years, she has been used to the life without him by her side, and at first she thought about it, swallowing her heart inch by inch, and now she has already learned to forget, but has she really forgotten, she asked rhetorically, but she couldn't get an answer

If you really forget, but you always refuse to accept Nan Ruochen's feelings, you would rather live alone, if you really forget, why do you call his name and wake up from your dream in the middle of the night, if you really forget, why you are born in the beautiful scenery of a good day, living the days you once longed for, but you always feel that there is an empty piece around you

She struggled to close her eyes as she fell into the memory

Suddenly, it seemed that the sound of the piano sounded in his ears, and Lu Nuoxin knew the origin of the sound, but this song ...... Why is this song so familiar?

Kiss the lips and sing softly to the tune:

Endless lovesickness, blood and tears throw red beans

The spring willows and spring flowers are full of paintings

Sleep unsteadily, screen windows, wind and rain after dusk

I can't forget the new sorrow and the old sorrow

I couldn't swallow the jade grains, and the golden waves choked on my throat

I can't see the flowers in the mirror

The brow that can't be opened is even more leaky by the unknown

The brow that can't be opened is even more leaky by the unknown

Yes......

It is like a green mountain that cannot be hidden

The green water flows continuously

With the end of the last note, Lu Nuoxin's face was already full of tears, and there seemed to be a hand in his heart that was holding it fiercely, but he didn't dare to turn back, for fear that he would be disappointed when he turned around, she had had such hallucinations too many times......

She didn't stop the boatman's movements, and the raft got farther and farther away from her......

"Monogamous and wifeful, dependent on each other for a lifetime, hand in hand, Baitou Xin'er owes you a promise, I ......will pay it back," the voice of the clean and clear Yue sounded behind him like a heavenly sound, it was him, it was really him...... The full text is over, I can't bear to "The End of the Ming Dynasty" ~ T0T