"White old man, white old man..."

Su Quan came to Gu Huaiwu's bamboo forest and shouted repeatedly, but after a few sounds, he didn't hear any response.

"What about people?" Su Quan muttered to himself, in a good mood and not disappointed. He looked at the stone table where Gu Huai raised a glass more than five times on weekdays, and there was no one on the stone table, and the wine glasses on the table were nowhere to be found.

Usually, Gu Huai hangs in front of Su Quan's eyes every day for five days, as if he is an outsider, but now there are times when he can't find anyone. Su Quan was stubborn and wanted to leave, but he inadvertently tripped over a long bamboo under his feet, and with a grunt, he fell on all fours, and the pain spread throughout his body.

He didn't get up right away, but stretched out his feet as if lying on a bed, staring blankly at the blue sky, and the birds were flying, all leaving shadows in his eyes. The scene that happened at the gate of the Sun Moon Palace the day before yesterday suddenly burst into his mind and reappeared over and over again.

With heartache, the pain in the body is no longer important.

What will Tsing Yi do now? Su Quan thought to himself.

No, she was stabbed by me, and it hurt as much as I fell now...

Su Quan thought wildly, the more he thought about it, the more bitter he became, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but moisten. He jumped up, forced his tears back, picked up the broken bamboo that had tripped him to the ground just now, and squandered it as a long sword.

The more chaotic his mind was, the faster the force became, and the wind in his ears whistled, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

A hot sweat rolled down from his face to his wet clothes, Su Quan panted and threw a stick to calm down, sat on the muddy ground, thought of Mu Qingyi and thought gloomily, "Did I blame Tsing Yi by mistake?" ”

In my head, a thousand villains were repeating the phrase. Su Quan took Gu Huaiwu's wine, drank it alone and laughed wildly, "Haha, I think too much, why do you want to defend her so much?" Why do you insist on making excuses for her? But how could I misunderstand her! Sun Moon Palace is a cruel killer organization on the rivers and lakes, Tsing Yi lurks beside me, if it weren't for the coveting of the Divine Heavenly Stone, what would she have planned? She herself admitted it, as Shu Mei said. But what is my connection to the Divine Stone? Tsing Yi once killed the dumb beside Zhou Li, so that I fell into the charge of the same murderer, and the Fuhua Dart Bureau that can prove my father's innocence slaughtered the door, and finally the prince and I were chased and killed by Agus, and the soldiers of Yanwang who came to save us were easily killed by her... Mu Qingyi can't hide from these charges! …”

"She can't get out of the relationship!" Su Quan laughed madly.

"Why? Mu Qingyi wanted to harm the Su family, but he blocked a sword for me in Qinshan that day. It turned out that she had a plan to make me not doubt her, so that I trusted her in every way..."Su Quan raised his wine glass to himself, wanting to be drunk but not drunk, his face was hot, and he still knew in his mind who he was, who he was thinking about, what he was doing, and what he was worried about...

Su Quan stared at the wine jar and smashed it with a smile, "It turned out to be fake wine... Everything is fake... People are fake, and love is also fake..."

The wine spilled on the ground, and a stream of clear water rolled out, like a mirror. illuminated the clear blue sky, illuminated the sad Su Quan, illuminated the cold Tsing Yi, and illuminated the false past...

Su Quan was extremely sad, got up and stepped on the wine, and all kinds of past acquaintances with Mu Qingyi kept coming to mind, he lamented, "I think I Su Quan has been dissolute and uninhibited all my life, and I used to regard love as a burden, and once deliberately ignored the love for Tsing Yi, which was not only futile, but also counterproductive." After falling into it, I decided in my heart that she was the love of my life, but in the end she was annihilated by my sword. I knew that it was so entangled, but it was better not to know each other! …”

After he finished muttering, he got up and sat on the stone bench, turned out the piano score that Mu Qingyi had picked up, and laughed, "This score is Qin Yuyi's life, he is composed by the woman he loves, how sincere the two of them are!" Originally, I wanted to emulate the two of them, Qin Se and Ming, but now Tsing Yi and I have been deceived and suspicious because of the Shenshi, and in the end, I am embarrassed by myself! ”

Su Quan took out the pike flute left by Qin Yulang, and he stared at it for a long time, as if it was the first time he had seen this flute. The white pipe is not stained with a single speck of dust, and if people are as clean as a flute, then it would be good...

The corners of his mouth sneered, bitterly smiled, and mocked, and he couldn't tell the difference. He remembered that he was moved by the song composed by Qin Yuyun for Xiao Niang that day, and he used this pike flute to compose a song for Mu Qingyi, and he had already composed most of it, should he abandon or forget that half of the song now?

There is a beginning and an end. He suddenly remembered what Old Man Bai had taught.

Thinking of this, the half of the song might as well be based on today's events. Su Quan vented his sorrow with a flute, followed the path and devoted himself to composing the remaining half of the song.

Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, a song to hide the heart...

Su Quan's talent for phonology is not bad, and Qin Yulang's score is used as a guide, and after carefully completing the new composition, he will stand in the wind and blow it in the wind.

Xiao Sheng first changed his feelings, then turned into a long breeze and a thin cold, and when he first met, his feelings arose; When you know that you are lovesick, this feeling lingers; Feeling to the extreme, complaining of thousands of sorrows. Where the air is full of affection, the harmonic rhythm is sonorous and frustrating; The sound is sad, the geese are wailing, and the leaves are fanning for it.

If this marrow flute is like a human being, it will definitely shed tears.

Not to mention that Xiao's tears will flow into a river, Su Quan's tears have become a river. This song wanted to hollow out his nostalgia, and lamented, "I thought it was a song of admiration and thought, but I never thought that it would become a song of sad tears, how not to make people embarrassed!" simply called it 'difficult feelings' today, and after all, it lived up to his infatuation. ”

It's difficult, it's difficult...

The sound of hard feelings, the sound of the flute is praised.

Maybe this 'difficulty' is too sad, the gust of wind that came everywhere ruthlessly slapped the score on the stone table, thinking that even this paper could hear the cry of the song, and saw the person who blew the song sobbing and flowing, it turned at will with the wind, without protest, and the loud page sound seemed to be crying for Su Quan.

The gust of wind had just left, and it was quieter in front of me. Su Quanqu finally rested, and suddenly a beam of sunlight shone brightly, stabbing people who couldn't open their eyes.

Su Quan hurriedly covered his eyes and blocked the light, and in a trance, he saw that the place where Qin Yuyun's score on the stone table was soaked in blood emitted a golden light-colored font, could it be that he was blinded by the wind and his eyes were wrong?

The reflection of the sun, he rubbed his eyes.

The light still passed through his fingers, like a flash in the pan, and the whole world returned to normal.

"Hey, didn't I get dazzled?" Su Quan was stunned and became a goose.

Under the sun, everything is quiet. Su Quan walked to the stone table, squinted at the score book from all angles, the white paper and black words in front of him were the same, and the place where the blood stains were turned was aimed at the sun, how could he have missed it? Everywhere the sun shines, there is a golden light, which arouses Su Quan's curiosity and temporarily abandons the sad thing that has just happened.

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