The sound of the piano became more and more pathetic, telling endless sorrow, and there was a lingering remorse in the sorrow, watching his friend being slaughtered, his beloved girl being beheaded, and the enemy returning as the victor, watching his miserable laughter, the young man's heart hurt like being pricked by a needle, and he ran desperately under the dusk.

The torrential rain came unexpectedly, and the torrential rain diluted the blood on the ground, but could not wash away the pain in his heart, and the young man fell weakly into the mud, screaming as hard as he could, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He doesn't want to care about the past anymore, he just wants to live an ordinary life, but some people always don't know whether to live or die, and they have to take away everything they have, he hates, he hates the enemies who bite him tightly, he hates the mediocre people in power, and he hates even more because he is so weak that he can't do anything.

But the ants will bite people to death one day, and when they are driven to a dead end, gradually, the boy has exhausted all his strength, and has shed bitter tears, and he numbly buries his dead friend, and buries the girl on her favorite hillside, which is full of flowers, and green grass grows, and the flowers wither, and the grass withers.

The boy kept watch at her grave for three days and three nights, and in the morning of the fourth day he left without looking back......

The sound of the piano has become low, as if it has come to an end, the world is completely gray, and the eyes are full of lifelessness, but a tender green grass has stubbornly pushed through the boulder overhead, turned over the soil, and life has begun to germinate.

Life and death alternate, the sound of the piano goes up and down, mysterious and unpredictable, with a dangerous qi, as if there is only a thin line between life and death.

The boy changed, became a stranger, became scheming, he walked in the night full of dangers, carefully planning every move, interlocking, for himself a glimmer of life, but also step by step to push the enemy into the abyss of destruction.

He did everything he could, planted blame, concealed the world, repaired the plank road in the open and secretly Chen Cang, he took every step of the way, won over reliable allies, and used all plans to separate the enemy's internal and cause external contradictions.

The wind and rain were shaking, watching the enemy fall into the trap and be surrounded by fear, he grinned, he foresaw the end coming, and then, he took a desperate step and took a fierce army, the building collapsed, the enemy fell into the wolves, they screamed in panic, they were unwilling to do the battle of the trapped beasts, but they were still swallowed to the slag.

At this time the sound of the harp rose to its climax, and the violence was magnificent, and the horn of victory was played, and the boy destroyed with his own hands those wretched enemies, who had feared themselves and had always thought that they would take revenge on them, and now they had finally obtained their wishes, and disaster had befallen them.

The young man has also become famous, climbed to the peak of power, and is looked up to by countless people, nothing can be difficult for him, as if as long as he waves his hand, the whole world is his, but unfortunately, the deceased can never come back.

The melodious sound of the piano tells the endless thoughts, floating between the mountains and rivers, sprinkling, free, unrestrained, everything has become indifferent in his eyes, he did not fight for the authority he deserves, but resolutely left the fascinating palace, returned to the original place, the quiet years, the boat passed away, the river and the sea sent the rest of his life......

The calm rivers and gently swaying reeds, unconsciously, the time of the day passed quietly, from morning to dusk, the red sunset was mercilessly swallowed up by the horizon, the afterglow poured down, the river was dyed golden yellow, and the water surface was sparkling.

The song ended here, but the two people on the boat did not wake up from the dream for a long time, and there were faint aftersounds echoing in their ears, and the pictures of life flashed in their minds, gradually turning into invisible bubbles......

"The initial joy, the later together, turned into sadness, turned into resentment, majestic are foils, only the freedom left is the direction of the heart. Yeyang breathed a sigh of relief, flashed a confused look, turned around, and said.

"Can you hear it?" He Fanyin's eyes flashed with excitement, and he looked at Yeyang with burning eyes, as if he had seen a long-lost friend: "In so many years, you are the second person who can understand the sound of my piano." ”

"Oh, I'm glad I did. Yeyang smiled lightly, the other person He Fanyin said was Gemoza, but unfortunately he was about to meet in battle, but it didn't seem to have much to do with him, he just continued: "Although your story is very exciting, it is too short and fleeting, and the ending of this story should still be there!"

"You can hear this!" He Fanyin's face was even more joyful, and he couldn't help laughing, but he quickly calmed down and nodded lightly: "Ten thousand years is a lifetime, a thousand years is also a lifetime, a hundred years is still a lifetime, in essence, there is no difference, but there are long-term benefits, and short-term refinement." ”

"The story is really not over yet, the rest of the story, I want to tell you later, I am in a good mood today, and I can play a song for you, this time you will come out with a song, only to the demon world, I don't have a tune. As he spoke, He Fanyin stroked the xylophone again.

"Okay, let's have a song of Huajiang Moonlit Night. ”

"Uh...... What kind of song is this, I really haven't heard of it......" He Fanyin was stunned.

"Didn't you say you could do anything, how could such a simple song be?"

"I know all the songs of the demon world, but I really haven't heard what you said, and it's definitely not the repertoire of the demon world. ”

"Yes!"

"It's not!"

"I just wrote it. The corners of Yeyang's mouth hooked.

"Lean on ......" He Fanyin rarely burst into a foul mouth, rolling his eyes at him.

"Don't say anything, this song is still for me, and the courtesy is still exchanged, so I will treat it as if I gave it to you!" Yeyang said as he swept his robe, and a cold jade guqin fell on the table.

Seeing this scene, He Fanyin reacted and looked at Yeyang in surprise: "You also use the piano?"

"I don't have this talent in practice, I just like to play, and my skills are not much worse than yours, but you really don't have the ability to write stories in tunes. Yeyang's slender hands were placed on the strings, and the whole person instantly quieted down.

He Fanyin stared at him with interest, as if he wanted to see him through thoroughly, hugged his hands, gave the stage to Yeyang to play to his heart's content, and became a listener: "I have always played music for others, but I didn't expect to meet someone who wants to play the piano for me today, interesting, really interesting, then I'll wait to see your performance." ”

Yeyang no longer spoke, his eyes looked calmly into the distance, his eight fingers fell on the strings and swiped gently, the crisp sound of the piano was silent, blending into the quiet dusk, there was no half-minute fluctuation around, but the invisible force rippled in circles on the surface of the river.

The sound of the night sun is plain and elegant, sound but silent, light and oppressive, and the sound of emptiness spreads far in the empty world, across rivers, across lakes, through swamps, through fields.

When the echo disappeared, the red glow on the horizon had disappeared, the stubbornly struggling sunset was nowhere to be found, the sky and the earth were shrouded in darkness again, and in the puddles in the fields, a crescent moon was hung, and the quiet moonlight sprinkled on the earth.

Many peasants returned with the moon and lotus hoes, and the sound of the piano came into their ears, first they were surprised and curious, looking at the source of the piano sound, and after not finding the source, they also went with the flow, with the sound of the piano, and sang the small song of the Tian family leisurely.

The cold moonlight, the dark night, the singing that seems to be absent, and the melodious sound of the piano, a leisurely scene jumps on the paper.

The soothing river water is flowing in a hurry, the sound of flowing water moistens the ears, the riverside is fragrant orchids, there are clean angelica on the beach, the orchid grass is swaying along the water, the breeze is coming, the white reed flowers are flying with the wind, sprinkled with the ocean, just like a white drizzle, which is refreshing.

A lonely boat drifting on the river, a pot of old wine, a few stacks of delicious side dishes, two best friends drank happily, after three rounds of wine, staggered on the splint, chanting to the bright moon: "There is a beauty, see it and never forget, a day is not seen, thinking is like a crazy ......"

Listening to a song by He Fanyin, Yeyang's heart gained a rare peace and tranquility, and this calm, and he composed in the piano music in his hand, the sound of the piano and the night are integrated, the moon is also a close friend, write his heart to his heart's content, forget the pain and troubles, this moment, is eternal......

At the end of the song, the crescent moon hung overhead, the night returned to silence, there was no sound on the river for a long time, and once again fell into a deathly silence, both of them were trapped in their own memories and could not extricate themselves, a listener, a pianist, the difference is that the identity is reversed.

After a long time, He Fanyin got out of the illusion, but there was still a trace of suddenness in his eyes, he turned around, but found that Yeyang was still with his eyes closed, but his body was overflowing with an unstable aura, He Fanyin frowned, a look of struggle flashed on his face, and then he calmed down again, picked up the cold tea and drank it all.

Soon, Yeyang's breath returned to stability, and a more powerful momentum suddenly erupted, the boat was jolted for a while, and almost fell apart, he adjusted his breath slightly, opened his eyes, and looked at He Fanyin with a calm gaze.

Neither of them spoke, maintaining a suppressed silence, but He Fanyin broke the silence and chuckled: "You can break through by playing a tune, and it's powerful enough." ”

"I didn't expect that you would watch me, don't you know that if I am one point stronger, your chances of defeat will be one point greater?"

"Hehe, everything is just as fate is good, if you can fight, you can fight, if you can't fight, you can't fight, it's a big deal, anyway, I have nothing to worry about in this world, it doesn't matter if you die or not. ”

"Then you might as well kill yourself directly, and don't bother to hurt my anger. ”

"Sometimes it's better to fight than to fight, after all, it's better to die than to live, what do you say?"

"You're right. ”

The silence prolonged again......