This is an absolute pure land.

The clear, ethereal sound of the piano lingers in the calm air.

A gentle breeze blew in the man's shirt.

Dressed in a light green shirt and a brown guqin, he sat under the willow tree.

The sound of the piano poured out from his fingertips, which were so slender that even women were jealous. Such a person, even if he can't see his face, can make people sink at a glance.

On top of the green willow tree, another man reclined on a branch in an extremely loose posture.

He is obviously very quiet, but he will never let people ignore his presence: the modern clothes behind him, and the aura of "thorns" all over his body, are really incompatible with this fairyland-like environment.

He didn't seem to appreciate the sound of the piano that was unique in the world, and lay with his eyes closed with his headphones plugged in.

In the same way, his face cannot be seen clearly.

The endless meadow, the fragrance of flowers, the sound of the piano, everything is so quiet and distant,

however

With a "zheng" sound, the string broke and the sound stopped.

After a moment of extreme tranquility, it was boiling.

The ankle-high grass suddenly grew to a height of three meters without warning and continued to grow wildly around the willow tree, and the gentle breeze began to blow directionlessly, and the willow branches budded, stretched, withered, and budded at a speed visible to the naked eye......

Everything went crazy.

These are the pure elemental powers, time, life, wind, space...... And they, as if cheering?

There was a soft "hum" sound, and the left hand of the man who was playing the piano landed on the strings.

Suddenly, the world returned to silence and returned to its original state at a faster rate than it had just changed.

"Where are you going?" A clear, ethereal voice like a piano sounded out.

But under the tree, there was no longer the figure of the man playing the piano.

"Where are you going?" After a long time of no response, the man in the green shirt spoke again, listening to his voice seemed to be calm, and his hand that grabbed the wrist of the young man who was originally on the tree did not seem to be very forceful.

However, the trembling of his left hand behind his back was "honest" enough, and his heart at the moment was not as calm as it seemed.

The young man in post-modern clothes finally turned around and glanced at the wrist that couldn't be withdrawn, and said, "There is a change in the Illusion Realm, don't you know what this means?" His face was still unreadable at this time, so I didn't know what his expression was at the moment, but the anger in his words was obvious.

"Of course I do." The five words are clear one by one, but the tone is still soothing.

"Then why are you stopping me!"

"You can't go." As usual, it is a statement with no ups and downs.

"Bastard, that's my own sister!"

"That's my own sister too!" Qian's words were finally dyed with a hint of emotion, the first half of the sentence was as smooth as ever, but the end note was abruptly hanging, a little subtle.

There was a moment of silence.

Qian, who was even more demanding, finally compromised and sighed softly that only the two of them could hear, and said softly: "Kun, we, we can't do anything, we can't do anything, we can only wait, wait for her to come back by herself." ”

Kun seemed to be convinced, or perhaps because of the deep hidden pain in Qian's angry tone just now, the strength of the hand that was held gradually dissipated, and he gave up struggling.

And Qian also withdrew his hand uncomfortably for a moment.

But the hand he was about to withdraw suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"I'm going to sleep, don't bother me." After Kun finished speaking, he disappeared in place in an instant without waiting for a dry reaction.

After a long time, the man in the light green shirt suddenly stopped, and then laughed lowly.

If he was not mistaken, there didn't seem to be any equipment on the other end of the headphone cable that fell out of Kun's pocket just now.

And what is this?

One last glance at Dongfang, Qian murmured softly: "Little San, come back early, my brothers have never blamed you, and no one in this world dares to blame you!" At the end of the sentence, Qian's tone suddenly went crazy, as if the ground was in chaos! Even if it's just for a moment, it tears up the peace and clarity that his whole person seems to haunt his body forever.

But then, he regained his composure, without the slightest reluctance or stiffness, and immediately turned back to Fang Cai's appearance: "Also, my brothers miss you." ”

After standing quietly for a while, he suddenly walked a little brisker than usual towards the broken string.

It seems that the sound of the piano is helpful for sleep, if he remembers correctly.

It is undeniable that this day is the happiest day he has had in the past 10,000 years, but the reason seems to be not only the imminent return of Xiao San.