The tip of my nose lingered with the faint fragrance of camellia, and when I opened my eyes, I was already far away from the courtyard full of right and wrong.

Old Ghost Hu was hanging upside down on the grape trellis not far away, still snoring, and he was extremely tired when he thought about it.

Seeing me wake up, Su Han put down the scroll in his hand and walked towards me slowly, the afternoon sun pulled his figure long, for some reason, every time I saw him, I always had the feeling of seeing an immortal.

That kind of clean and unstained dust, which is obviously peerless, but it can't give birth to any blasphemy.

"Xiao Anzhi, why are you looking at me like this? Do I have flowers on my face? Su Han smiled, sat on the edge of the bed, and suddenly reached out and touched my head.

"You're better than flowers!" I sincerely admired, they all say that many beauties can't be looked at, but the man in front of you is different, the closer you get, you will find that Su Han is perfect, in modern terms, that is 360 degrees without dead ends.

"Oh? It seems that I am so beautiful in Xiao'an's heart, so why don't you and me be good? As he spoke, his hand ran over my hair, and the long withered grass, which had become messy from sleep, was obediently smoothed out by his caress and scattered naturally behind me.

This kind of action was too ambiguous, my face burned red, and I subconsciously wanted to hide, but he half-threatened in my ear: "Don't move, otherwise I can't guarantee that I will do anything!" ”

I froze, straightened my head and let him fiddle with it, greedily wanting to hear him talk about Qin Luo.

He didn't say a word from combing his hair to finishing his meal, but told me that the old man in the mysterious courtyard was a distant relative of his, and that when he was old, his brain would inevitably become ossified.

"Is this your hospital?" I looked at the surroundings, landscape paintings, bamboo chairs, grape trellises.

There is also a guqin under the shelf, and an incense burner is lit next to it.

The curling green smoke rises, like a clear stream in the heart.

"No, this is also one of my residences, not far from your house!"

Su Han smiled, pulled me to sit in front of the guqin, and reached out to bring a pot of chrysanthemum water and a hot towel.

"Do you want to play it, this is one of the top ten guqins?" He uttered a temptation that I couldn't refuse for the time being.

I wiped my hands, lit incense, and carefully brushed the strings.

With a slight pluck, the strings vibrated and caused ripples.

I closed my eyes, cleared my mind, and began to play on my own.

I don't know if it was the piano that drove me, or the concert was infectious, at this moment, my heart was unprecedentedly silent, as if I was not in a corner of Yanjing, but in the quiet of the empty valley of Youlan.

I played the piano, and the piano accompanied me.

A song "Drunken Fishing Singing Evening" flowed from the fingertips, which was particularly appropriate in this twilight.

The picture seems to freeze for me, the man in the afterglow, the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, and I don't know where he feels a jade flute and puts it to his mouth.

"The bright moon is too empty, the floating family is taboo and the house is mixed, the drunken eyes are cold and look at the chao market, the smoke is old, who can cause trouble."

Su Han's deep voice was sexy, and Zhang Zhongzong's words spit out from his mouth.

At the end of the song, I stopped, and he turned to sit beside me, speechless.

One thing I have to admit is that I participated in a lot of performances when I was a child, but the one who can really cooperate with me so tacitly is Su Han.

My heart is a little complicated, and they all say that the sound of the piano can convey a person's state of mind.

Why is his heart so ancient and waveless, it seems that no matter how many waves there are, there is no wave.

"Well, if you like it, I'll give you this piano."

Su Han said, a red silk floated out of the cuffs, wrapped the piano on the couch in it, took out a jade box, and carefully put it in.

It is a lie to say that it is not exciting, no one learns a musical instrument, and does not want to have a good musical instrument.

But if I accept it, how should I deal with myself in front of Qin Luo?

"Anzhi, the future is so far away, why do you always think so much?" Su Han sighed, picked up the piano for me, and handed it to Hu Youcai, who was still dozing.

"I ...... Qin Luo, does he like me? ”

I looked around blankly, as if I was asking Su Han and myself.

If he likes it, why does he never say it, but if he doesn't like it, why is he so indifferent, even between the two times I am in danger, it is Su Han who appears?

Is my heart too simple, or is the man in front of me too scheming?

The feeling of powerlessness stretched all over my body, and I pulled the corners of Su Han's clothes, no longer thinking about who was right and who was wrong.

"I want to go back, where is the door."

"I'll send you, it just so happens that I also have something to look for Qin Luo." Su Han casually took a cloak and put it on my shoulder.

After a few steps in the air, I only felt the wind rise in two places on my cheeks, and when I came back to my senses, I was already standing on the side of the busy street.

Diagonally opposite is Grandpa's tailor's shop, and at this moment a group of people are carrying the coffin out of it.

Grandpa stood by the door with his hands behind his back, looking at them with a blank face, for him, they were just passers-by.

"You really have houses everywhere." We walked side by side on the street, and the guqin and the piano stand were stored in the mustard seed space by him.

Su Han turned around: "What?" Xiao Anzhi is this heartbeat? Ready to follow me? Marry me, and all the houses in my name can be signed! ”

I couldn't help but laugh dumbly, when did I become so valuable.

was about to go upstairs, but saw Qin Luo coming out of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, still carrying a black briefcase in his hand, it seemed that he would follow the customs of the locals quickly.

"How can you be with him every time?" Qin Luo looked at me, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a hint of mockery.

My heart panicked all of a sudden, and I was about to explain, but Su Han's hand was on my shoulder, sending me forward and falling directly into Qin Luo's arms.

His body was still cold, and I only felt like I couldn't breathe anymore with my two hands.

"It's called fate! Let's go upstairs. Do you want me to report back to you here? Looking at Qin Luo's increasingly dark face, Su Han smiled brightly, turned around and walked upstairs by himself.

Qin Luo snorted coldly, looked down at me, and with a light touch of his toes, he had already returned to his room in the next second.

Recently, I entered the house and flashed in directly.,Even the work of taking the key is saved.,I don't know whether to be happy or sad.,Fortunately, there are few people in the community and there is no monitoring.,Otherwise, maybe I've been arrested and taken to the laboratory.。

I was thrown on the bed like a burden, and the man took off his coat in front of me and put on his red robe.

"Stay in the house, we'll settle the score later!"

He dropped a word, and turned around and went out, as if he had made a formation on the door, and I couldn't hear a sound.

Only the old ghost Hu was left holding the piano case, smirking in the air.

"You don't have to hold it, just put it on the table."

I couldn't get out, so I put the piano in front of the windowsill, and it was already dark.

Yanjing has a serious haze, and there are basically no stars in sight, so I thought about it for a while, and suddenly I was inspired.

I flipped out the drawing board that had been in the corner for an unknown number of years, and I started to graffiti against the window.

I don't know when, Qin Luo stood behind me, and when I turned around, he met that cold expression.

"Gu Anzhi, are you idle?"

"Huh?" I hurriedly put down my paintbrush, not knowing what to say, Qin Luo's face enlarged in my eyes, and that scrutinizing look was like a sharp sword, tearing away my strong disguise little by little.

"If you're not idle, why are you always so close to Yan Jun? Have you forgotten that you are the Queen of Hades, not the Lady of Yama! ”

His voice was cold, and the coldness made me wonder if he really cared.

"We're not married." I whispered my defense, not knowing where I got the courage.

"So what? Are you going to cuckold this king? You can do whatever you want without getting married? ”

Qin Luo's voice was getting higher and higher, but the temperature in the room was getting lower and lower.

The old ghost in the air was frozen, frozen into a strange expression, looking at that posture was trying to slip, but it didn't succeed, his legs had already stepped out of the window, but his head was still inside.

"I didn't!"

"Didn't he stay with you two nights in a row? Yesterday you said you met at the mall, but what about today? You're off the night shift, right? Only coming back now? ”

"I ......"

"Hades... Lord Wang! "The old ghost by the window couldn't stand it and wanted to help me explain, but it happened to be on the muzzle of the gun.

was directly slapped downstairs by Qin Luo, and when he got up from the ground, he only dared to show his head at the edge of the window, and made a helpless expression at me.

"I'm going to ...... today"

"To what? I don't want to hear explanations, I just know that this king is angry and hungry right now. ”

Qin Luo pinched my waist domineeringly and gnawed on my shoulder viciously.

"I'll cook for you when I'm hungry." The shoulder was bitten by him fiercely, and he only felt that his bones were about to break, but there was no trace on his body.

"Don't worry, this king likes to eat people first, and then eat!"

His figure was like a ghost, accompanied by his hand, and swept away all my senses.

I don't know if it's for punishment, or if he's really "hungry" too much.

I just felt that my whole body was starting to get out of control, and tears brushed down the corners of my eyes and wet the pillow.

It's a pity that my grievances and my tears didn't make the man's movements on my body have any trace of tenderness.

On the contrary, his brows furrowed together, and his tone became more and more indifferent: "Gu Anzhi, do you feel very wronged to be with me?" ”

"I...."

I tried to defend myself, but his hand hit my dumb hole first, and I opened my mouth, but I could only whimper.

The expressionless face became more and more cold.

The voice was extremely empty and cold: "Grievances, you have to endure it for me!" ”

"Gu Anzhi! Even if you are destroyed, as long as this king wants to, you must appear in my coffin! On the soul, there is also my name! ”