Straight behind her, resting his head on her shoulder.

"That's good." The warm breath engulfed on her neck, and Gu Qingyue couldn't help but tense her body.

But he was allowed to climb up his hand and roam freely on the slender strings.

Hook and touch, unlike the cold and impatient him on weekdays, he taught extremely patiently, with a slightly cool touch from his fingertips, and his breath couldn't help but be hot.

The spring sun is shining outside, and the house is beautiful.

Somehow, the heart beats violently, and the consciousness that was once awake is long gone.

It is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the aftermath lingers.

The sound of the piano in the room is endless.

The chill on the back of his hand was gone, and I don't know when the man finished playing the last note.

"How's that, isn't it much better than you play?"

Gu Qingyue came back to her senses at this time, but she didn't know how to react for a while.

The warm breath seemed to linger in his ears, and his face couldn't help but turn red, but he refused to stay in this room for long.

Looking at her like this, the corners of Xu Liangci's mouth hooked up with a smile again.

Running outside the house with a smoke, looking at the undulating water at the bottom of the well, Gu Qingyue couldn't help but be stunned when he saw his shaking appearance.

The cold well water slapped against her face, and she only then woke up a little.

I was ashamed and annoyed for a while, but I didn't know what to do, so I could only stomp my feet hard and run back to my house.

The days passed unhurriedly, and under Gu Qingyue's extremely inconsiderate care, the wounds on Xu Liangci's body gradually scabbed, leaving only a shallow trace.

"Since the man is healed, shouldn't he go back?"

Looking at the somewhat cold full moon hanging in the sky, Gu Qingyue couldn't help but think in his heart.

For some reason, the image of him teaching her to play the piano that day came to mind.

I sighed helplessly, and I suddenly didn't want to go back.

"What are you doing here?"

Some deep voices sounded slowly in her ears, and she turned around to see the man dressed in black and looking at her with a cold face.

Some confused vapor accumulated in his eyes.

The man walked slowly towards her, frowning slightly.

Only then did she react and speak in a little panic

"It's nothing, the moon is round tonight."

"Hmm." He stood calmly beside her, and said no more, as if to join her in admiring the somewhat soft moonlight.

There was silence for a moment, but it was so quiet that she could clearly hear her heart beating vigorously in the dark night.

"Xu Liangci—" She opened her mouth and said slowly.

The man in front of him turned his head to look at her, still cold.

She smiled suddenly, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether it was relief or sadness.

"Nothing."

It's just that I feel like you're a little different from me.

It's not easy for her to say how it's different. There are very few people in this world who are different from her, and I am afraid that there is no one else except her father, but his difference is not that different.

"If you have something to say, say it." There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes, as if she didn't agree with her behavior of holding back her words.

No longer paying much attention to him, he continued to raise his eyes to look at the stars in the sky, and the look in his eyes suddenly darkened.

In fact, I already knew the answer, but I didn't dare to admit it.

"Gu Qingyue ......" seemed to think of something, and he opened his mouth to call her.

"I'm thirsty, go inside and pour me a glass of water."

was worried that he was a little embarrassed and had no place to go, but his words relieved himself.

As soon as he entered the house, there was a pain in his neck, and he was unconscious in the next second.

Gently hugging the person in front of him, he hooked his lips and smiled

"Since you're homesick, let's go back and have a look."

When I opened my eyes again, I was in Houfu.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in front of her, she couldn't believe it.

He just sent her back?

I couldn't help but feel a little sour in my heart, and I felt a little regretful for a while.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a crackling sound, and it was the maid who came into the house to clean the floor and saw her sitting on the bed intact and knocked over the basin in her hand.

And then "Miss is back—"

The voice resounded throughout the Houfu.

Her father and mother came quickly, and when they saw her appearance, they couldn't help but burst into tears, and they began to ask questions about her.

After finally dealing with them, Gu Qingyue lay on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief.

I remembered what his father had just said

"This Xu Liangci is really bold and dares to rob my daughter."

"Yue'er, you wait, I'll go and tell the emperor and let him make the decision for you."

He's so powerful, he shouldn't be fine.

Even if something happens, he deserves it, who told him to rob her indiscriminately.

Thinking about it like this, I couldn't help but feel better, but I still fell into a kind of gratuitous numbness.

Some irritably, he put on the quilt and met with Zhou Gong.

The maids in Houfu have been feeling a little strange lately, in the past, their young lady was the most noisy, and no matter what she did, she looked energetic, but now, ...... Looking at Gu Qingyue, who was stunned, the maid on the side couldn't help but call her

"Miss? Miss? ”

She came back to her senses and looked at her with some confusion.

Quietly pointing to a small piece of ink on the rice paper, signaling that she had not put down the pen for too long, and the ink dripped onto the paper.

Looking at the ink droplets in front of him, Gu Qingyue couldn't help but have a headache, he hadn't seen him for almost half a month.

"Miss, how have you been absent-minded lately?" The maid on the side couldn't help muttering when she saw her like this.

"Stand down and leave me alone."

Something must have happened.

Some are distraught to write down a line, but they don't bother to put pen to paper anymore.

Looking up at the moonlight in the night sky, it was obviously the same cold silver glow, but she always felt that the moon tonight was less than half of that night.

Sighed quietly.

I used to admire the moon with him.

Glancing at the empty roof again, my heart was even more irritable.

Perhaps, he really was just a whim.

Casually threw down the brush in his hand, intending to go back to the house to catch up on sleep.

But he heard a slight sound from behind, and Qingli's figure couldn't help but pause.

Although he didn't have much hope, he still looked back.

On the brick-and-tile roof, the man stood with his hands in his hands, looking cold and arrogant.

Look at each other, two by two.

Gu Qingyue shook his hand at the figure in front of him, feeling illusory.

The man slowly descended from the roof and walked in front of her.

For a while, strange emotions surged, and my heart was mixed.

It's more sour.

There was a mist in his eyes, and he bit his lip to prevent hot tears from dripping.

"What's wrong?" Feeling that she was not unusual compared to the past, a deep voice sounded in my ears.

"Why did you throw me home without saying a word?" The grievances in the voice were obvious.

"Didn't you keep clamoring to go back?"

"You ......" was so excited by her, the sourness in her heart kept rising, and some hot tears rolled down.

"Then why didn't you come to me?"

"Could it be that you still want to be caught by me again?"

"You ......"

At this time, the young lady had a temper attack.

She stomped her foot, no longer glancing at him, and headed straight into the house.

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