Chapter 30 Looking for a soulmate?

That is, the four Oiran of Changhuan Building, the fourth floor of the reception of guests is very few, the four Oiran occupy the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting each Kyoto is a must, and the usual green building is different, Changhuan Lou is all art girls, most of them are selling art and not selling themselves, of course, there are no exceptions.

If you want to talk to the four big Oiran, it's already difficult, and don't even think about the Spring Festival, so everyone who lives on the fourth floor is a virgin.

The guest who can go up to the fourth floor is not rich and powerful, but also has the talent to be appreciated by the Oiran.

Changhuanlou belongs to the younger brother of the queen of the dynasty Chen Qiannan, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, although his position is not big, the family power is far away, and the most feared is power.

Finding trouble is the same as giving up your life.

So many days the four of them are very idle.

Every late at night, Yin Sheng would take out the guqin and play a song on the windowsill to express his feelings.

But I don't know when it began, there would be a clear sound of the piano every night, and the tune was sometimes melodious and graceful, like the magpie in the mountains; Sometimes it is plain and relaxed, like a spring drop after a rain; Sometimes enthusiastic and unrestrained, like a wild horse, free and easy.

If you want to say that the first to notice the unusual reaction of Yin Sheng, of course, it is the other three people on the same fourth floor.

At first, it was just a question, but after asking Yinsheng, he said that nothing happened and he didn't pay attention to it. Until a month passed like this, the three sisters really couldn't help it, and they just played the piano every night for a month, almost every day was the same time. If it weren't for the pleasant sound of the piano, the three of them would have to go to Mother Wang's to sue the disturbing people in the Qin Se Pavilion.

Finally, after several pressures, Yin Sheng told the reason.

A month ago, when she was about to close the window and go to sleep, she inexplicably found a ginger envelope stuck on the edge of the window, and subconsciously took it off to take a look.

There was nothing on the outside of the envelope except three words: Sending bamboo to life.

"Zhu Shengsheng, is this written for me?" Yin Sheng muttered, thinking so, he opened the envelope, and when he opened it, it was only a few words.

"The sound of the piano is sent thousands of miles, the music is excellent, but only the sound is lonely."

Yin Sheng was secretly surprised in her heart, could it be that the piano sound he said was played on a whim last night? But she played the ancient song "Prosperous"!

The whole style of "Prosperity" is extremely cheerful, like a hundred birds singing together, all beings cheering, and this piano song is often played at festive festivals or banquets of princes and nobles, although it is famous, but no one knows the origin of "Prosperity".

Despite what the letter said, Yin Sheng had to admit that her mood that night was really like that, and she suddenly felt a little lonely in her heart, so in order to ease herself, she played a melodious and joyful tune "Prosperous" to make herself happy. After a song, she felt a lot better, and it didn't take long for her to go to bed to rest.

She really didn't expect that there would be someone in the middle of this building who listened to the whole song and figured out the mood of the piano player to respond, she didn't want to be okay, and she was very afraid to think about it.

How did he hear that? Could it be her confidant?

No, it doesn't matter how you hear it, how did this letter get stuck on her fourth-floor window?!

This is the fourth floor! There are only four pavilions, and there is no balcony fence on the periphery of the fourth floor, and this card must be personally carded in front of the window to stabilize the letter card, if it is made by a carrier pigeon, she really doesn't believe that a carrier pigeon can be so careful.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure out who the sender was, and after a few thoughts, I decided to play another song tonight to see how the person reacted.

Maybe that person is her long-awaited confidant?

Late at night, Yin Sheng looked outside the window for a long time, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he sat down on the piano, plucked the silver strings, and played a song at will.

In the distant pavilion, there was a piano sound, and a young man sat by the curtain of another high-rise room with his eyes closed, listening attentively, and the corners of his mouth were dyed with a faint smile at some point, there was no light in the room, only the moonlight like a waterfall poured down through the gap in the window, and fell on the child's body, and the whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of silver-gray light, beautiful and poetic.

After a song, the smile is endless.

Immediately picked up the pen and wrote two sentences on the piece of paper that had been prepared for a long time:

"I know your heart, and I don't think I am the voice of my son, if I am high and flowing water."