Huai Sleeve found the deep path he had walked during the day, and rode his horse into the dense forest.

During the day, the forest has been dense and covers the sky, and the night is more and more eerie and terrifying, the cold wind blows, making a whimper, such as a crying sound, occasionally a crow is frightened by the sound of horses' hooves, and makes a desolate cry of "ah, ah", although the sleeves never believe in any ghosts, but at this time, they can't help but feel a chill from the back of their necks.

After a short time, after walking the trail, I came to the open area in the hinterland of the forest, and looked at the grave with my sleeve, but saw that there was no one in the emptiness. It turned out that he did not come.

Tie the horse with his sleeves, walk to the grave, smell the quiet fragrance of water, and think that it must have been burned during the day, and it has not been extinguished.

Standing quietly in front of the tombstone, staring at the stone monument glowing with cold blue under the moonlight, for a moment, he said softly with his sleeves: "Although you and I have never met, but since I came here tonight, I can be regarded as having a fate with you. ”

After that, he untied the piano from behind, sat cross-legged on the ground, put the piano on his knees, his fingertips were like dragonflies, hooked silver strings, and sang in a tactful and clear tone: "Green clothes, green clothes and yellow." The worries of the heart, the maintenance of it! Green clothes, green clothes and yellow clothes. Worries in the heart. Death to Ho Wei! Green and silky, the woman is cured. I think of the ancients, and I have nothing to worry about. It's a daunting, and it's sad. I think of the ancients, and I have won my heart......"

The sleeves gradually entered the context of the words, and the imagination in his mind was even more vivid, from Rong Ruo and the Lu family's eternal secret, and thinking of the love between his brother and Lingyue, who was married far away, thinking of the sorrow in the eyes of the eldest sister Cong Gulun when he was thinking about the north of Xinjiang, thinking of the seclusion and loneliness of the second sister Zhu Hetana who locked the Hou Gate, and finally thought of himself, thinking of the deep forbidden palace that he would step into, and when he was moved by emotion and hatred, his cheeks rolled down a warm ......

Just as he was pouring his heart into the lyrics and songs, he heard a question from Leng Sensen: "Why are you here?" ”

The sound of the piano stopped, and when he raised his face to look, he saw a figure in a white shirt coming out of the back of the stone monument. The moonlight was clearly sprinkled on the person's cold side face, casting half of the shadow, his face was light and dark, and his expression was vague, but those cold eyes, his sleeves had already recognized that it was Nalan Rongruo.

It turned out that Rong Ruo was drinking alone in front of the Lu stele, slightly drunk, so he leaned on the back of the stele and fell asleep, and vaguely heard the sound of the piano in the dream, thinking that it was Lu and his dream appointment, but he didn't expect that after gradually waking up, the sound in his ears was still the same, and he didn't listen to the lyrics, so he was annoyed, tired of others disturbing him and his beloved wife, and when he turned the stele to look, he found that he was stroking the piano with his sleeves, and he couldn't help but be more angry.

"Why are you always haunted?" Rong Ruo was still drunk at this time, and yelled at his sleeves. This shout startled the crows in the dense forest and flew away.

Huai Sleeve was silent, raised his face and looked at Rong Ruo quietly.

Rong Ruo saw her sitting still, she was even more annoyed, took a few steps forward, lifted her sleeve from the ground, and shouted, "Get out!" Get out! Who allows you to disturb her tranquility again and again! ”

Rong Ruo was almost hysterical, and he didn't notice Huai Sleeve's expression at all, and the heavy smell of wine hit Huai Sleeve's face.

Qin fell to the ground, Huai Sleeve stood quietly opposite Rong Ruo, through the moonlight like water, she clearly saw the crystal in Rong Ruo's eyes, and at this moment, Rong Ruo also saw Huai Sleeve's face clearly.

"You, you, what's wrong?" Rong Ruo looked at the cheeks with tears in his arms, and was stunned.

"Any wine?" Wai Sleeve asked.

Rong Ruo was stunned for a moment, looked around, turned around and walked behind the stone tablet to pick up the wine bag, and handed it to Huai Sleeve.

Unscrewed the lid on his sleeve and poured the spicy liquid into his throat with his face up, like drinking water. Rong Ruo always watched stunned from the side.

After drinking all the wine, he threw off the empty wine bag in his sleeve, continued to sit on the ground, picked up his piano, ten fingers like a gust of wind, like flowing water sliding on the strings, the smart rhythm once again pierced the quiet moonlit night, and the mournful song rippled in the dark night forest.

"The wind flocculent has turned into a puff, and the mud lotus has just lingered. Cherish a petal of incense and remember the previous life. People are affectionate and affectionate, and now they are really regretful and affectionate. When I went to the place where I looked back at my broken intestines, I stole zero tears. ”

After a period of singing, the sound of the piano is sometimes tight and sometimes slow, provocative and delineating, sometimes making people feel fluttering, with the feeling of riding the clouds in the air, and sometimes feeling as if there is a depression in the heart and cannot be excluded; Sometimes it makes people feel as relaxed as opening a stuffy cage, and the aftertaste is endless after repeated sighs, but the turbidity in the chest is swept away.

Huai Sleeve followed and sang: "The barren moss under the forest is the Yun family." Pity the jade bones and dust and sand. There is nowhere to say before the wind, and the number is returned to the crow. Half a lifetime of duckweed with the passing water, a night of cold rain burial flowers. The soul is like a willow blowing to break, around the end of the world. ”

Rong Ruo listened carefully, the lyrics were the two "Mountain Flowers" he composed for his mourning wife, but the style of playing with his sleeves was quite unique, and all the hearts and intestines were poured out by the tune, unobstructed and happy.

Qu Zhu, Huai Sleeve stood up, bowed to Rong Ruo and said: "That day in your mansion, forgive Huai Sleeve for being reckless and disturbing Fu Jin. With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

After a few steps, I only heard a faint sobbing behind me. Huai Sleeve couldn't help but turn around, and saw Rong Ruo's hand stroking the stone tablet, his shoulders trembling, and he was crying alone.

For the first time, Huai Sleeve saw a big man crying so sadly, and he couldn't help but be moved by his affection, and turned back.

"The edge of the dust is like a dream, but a finger of elegance, recalling a scene of the past, a light dust, adults still need to cherish!" Huai Sleeve Wen Yan comforted.

Rong Ruo shook his head again and again and said, "It's me, it's me who can't live with Su Yue." As he spoke, his voice trembled again.

When Huai Sleeve heard him say this, he was puzzled and asked: "You and Fujin are in love and love, and everyone knows it, how can you say 'I'm sorry'?" ”

Rong Ruo said leisurely: "Her gentleness and filial piety, her beauty, and her reputation, but I have no affection for her and snub her, but I can't even look down on Gu Zhenguan......"

When Huai Sleeve heard this, he knew that there was a lot of information inside, attached his body, and said gently: "Why did your lord say this, everyone said that the adult was considerate to Fujin, and even the side Fujin had never married." ”

Rong Ruo shook his head and said: "Outsiders only know the surface, but don't know the inside, Su Yue and I, in fact, are not husband and wife at all." Rong Ruo was already seven points drunk at this time, and he couldn't care about the identity of him and Huai Sleeve, so he told Huai Sleeve about these things in the house.

Huai Sleeve was not taboo about this, and when he heard him say this, he asked puzzledly: "Since Fujin is so gentle, why are you doing this?" ”

When Rong Ruo heard her ask, she couldn't help but say sadly: "It's not all because of my Amma's marriage!" I oppose finger marriage, oppose political party marriage, but Ama insisted on getting engaged to me, so I vented all my anger on Su Yue, I deliberately snubbed her, alienated her, since she passed the door, I never stepped into the marriage room half a step, claustrophobic study all day, until she died, I didn't ......" said that, tears rolled down again.

After listening to it, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: it was another deep house grievance.

Rong Ruo eased his mind and continued: "Su Yue died for Amma, Ama didn't know what was on her mind, first she was depressed in her heart, and soon she was bedridden, Su Yue was waiting in front of the sickbed, and heard Ama muttering a person's name in her mouth, Su Yue guessed that Ama had something in her heart, and this disease was also born from this heart, so she held Amma's hand and said, 'I forgive you', after that time, sure enough, it didn't take long for Ama to be cured, but ......"

Rong Ruo said this, sadness surged again, and said in a trembling voice: "Ama recovered not long ago, but Su Yue was sick, and later I learned that the person who Amma read in his mouth had been unjustly imprisoned and died, and the relatives in the family said that Su Yue risked the name of the dead and committed a taboo, and this illness came quickly, and in a few days, she actually really, really went ...... it."

Facing Rong Ruo, who was full of grief and crying, she only had to be silently accompanied, she understood that he needed an outlet to pour out his regrets, and what about the people in the tomb? Gently caressing the cold stone tablet with her sleeves, she had been alone, how many cold nights, sitting alone in the window, guarding the dawn.

Such as beautiful flowers, the newlywed happy room, the red mandarin duck tent, the cold bed, this is the lonely mound lying in this ice tomb, all the feelings of the green girl, he can still use crying to vent at the moment, but what about her? I don't even have the opportunity to cry, who do I cry to when I can cry back then?

"Even if there are thousands of regrets, there will always be a little warmth to remember, and adults should remember the beauty of the time is ......" said warmly with his sleeves.

Rong Ruo's mood at this time had calmed down a lot, nodded slightly, and recited softly to the stone tablet: "Who reads the west wind and is cold alone, Xiao Xiao Huangye closes the window, and ponders the past and establishes the remnant sun." was shocked by the wine and slept heavily, and the gambling books were consumed with the fragrance of tea, and the ...... The only way is ...... Ordinary ......"

In the choking, Lu Suyue's smile expanded and expanded in Rong Ruo's mind, and with the night, it enveloped the whole world, and Huai Sleeve couldn't help but hook the strings again......