When I woke up, I only knew that there was wind around me. The head became very confused, even blank.

The wind, blowing from nowhere, became so strong without warning. I inexplicably sat alone on the hillside behind the house and played the flute to the forest sea at my feet.

I suddenly remembered that my father, a sour literati, had said that the sound of the flute is alive, and it affects the listener through the mood of the flute. Dad's words are often far-fetched, and as the saying goes, dogs can't spit out ivory in their mouths, but sometimes dog's teeth are quite valuable. At least I think it makes sense.

For some reason, I'm in a bad mood. Although the sound of the flute played in this very bad mood was loud, it was very chaotic and difficult to tune.

The wind was silently playing to the sound of this extremely miserable flute, and its earth-shaking power became so gentle at this time, as if it was soothing a heart that was lost in a daze......

Suddenly, as if I had thought of something, I paused, and then I realized that I had forgotten when I had been sitting in this ghost place, and my whole body was tired and irritable. I didn't want to keep playing, but I couldn't stop the flute in my mouth.

So the flute, a deep melody that made my mood worse and worse, kept sounding between my breath.

Damn it! I don't know how long it took for this painful state to stop.

I let out a long sigh, and was about to shake off the flute that had caused me to die or live, but I didn't expect my hands to bring the flute to my mouth again.

This time, the sound of the flute suddenly became gentle, as if it wanted to compete with the wind. The abominable melody gently blended into the wind, echoing over the forest sea.

In the distance, the last blush of the setting sun still faithfully illuminates the earth. The dim afterglow seemed to feel the lack of energy, and shyly hid behind the reddened trees it stained. I looked over and couldn't help but admire. It was a tree that stood tall and did not bend its waist in the strong wind, and even though its branches and leaves were cruelly lifted by the wind and torn away from its mother, it did not give in in the slightest.

The flute turned another tune, and I remember this melody, which was "Little Grass". Make no mistake, how could this tune, which I've only heard once or twice, come out?

I was finally able to remove the flute from my mouth again, and when I stood up, I gasped and wanted to throw the flute far away, but as soon as I raised my hand, suddenly there was a round of applause from behind me.

I was so scared that I almost fell down the hill. I turned my head in surprise, but found that Uncle Yao's family had all walked behind me, and Huang Shiya was standing beside them.

Today, she is wearing a white dress, and her complexion is surprisingly fair. She was already very beautiful, and for some reason she looked more beautiful, and her concave and convex body was full of grace and moonlight, giving people an indescribable attraction. And the most conspicuous thing is the big pink bow on her head, which exudes a touching pale light under the faint residual sun.

Shiya chuckled at me with her hands behind her back, it was beautiful, really beautiful......

"You're blowing so well!" She praised it, winked at me playfully, and said, "Didn't you often say that you couldn't find a trace of oriental girl's charm on me, and you had to tie a bow to look good." And now? Shiya lowered her head and shook her head slightly.

For some reason, I suddenly felt relaxed, as if something that had been stuffing in my heart for a long time had finally been vomited out, and I felt much more comfortable. I moved my muscles and straightened my sore feet, and then slowly stood up.

"You two have a good talk, our light bulbs are going to flash!" Uncle Haruka gave us a malicious look and smiled and pulled his wife and daughter into the house through the back door.

I looked at Shiya amusedly, thinking to myself when did my relationship with her become so good?

I saw Huang Shiya rubbing the corners of her skirt uneasily, as if she was hesitating about something, and she spoke for a long time: "Today is my birthday, and I want to invite you to tonight's dance." But if you're not available, I'm ......."

She didn't say any more because I lowered my head. I don't know what's going on in my heart to be restless, and for no reason, I always feel that there seems to be something wrong with my current state of harmony.

Shiya and I stood opposite each other like this, like a game of life and death, and the competition for who was silent longer.

The wind became more and more fierce, constantly blowing Shiya's long white dress. She stood as if she didn't feel anything, her eyes turning red. I know this situation, generally in soap operas and youth idol dramas, as long as the heroine shows such a pitiful appearance, she will definitely use a tear offensive in the next moment!

I was always afraid to see the girl crying, so I immediately raised my hand and surrendered: "I didn't say I wouldn't go, you must know that for the invitation of a beautiful girl, I will never refuse if I am silent at night!" I cautiously worded, looked at Huang Shiya's crying face and said, "You go to the car first and wait for me, I want to get something." ”

Since it's a birthday, of course, I have to give a birthday present. I turned my back and tried to dig into all my pockets, and finally I found only a small boutique box. What, when did I become destitute? Alas, no way! I looked around, picked up a fairly eye-catching stone on the ground and put it in a box, intending to use my extra thick skin and three-inch tongue to fool it when the time came.

"Is there something that upsets you? Your flute today is full of melancholy. "The car was driving on the road in the dark. It was dark all around, and only the headlights struggled to cut through the night not far ahead. Huang Shiya in the car may have deliberately wanted to break the deathly silence between me and her, she finally asked.

"It's not a big deal." I laughed awkwardly, did I want to tell her that I was vomiting with a flute that I couldn't shake off? To digress the subject, I handed her the birthday present that I was going to fool her: "This is for you." ”

"Ahh Awesome, can I open it now? Shiya happily held it with both hands.

I immediately coughed: "It's better not to, this one would only be interesting when opened in the moonlight." ”

"Okay...... But you must accompany me when you open it. She smiled, like rippling autumn water, and for a moment, I seemed to feel the whole car light up.

"Are you afraid that I will give you a Vandora treasure box?" I laughed too, and as I laughed, I deliberately turned my gaze to the starry night, thinking that she had better not get her hopes up too much. Often the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, if she saw that I dared to give her a small stone, would she use a kitchen knife to cut me? According to that guy's usual personality, I guess it will!

However, isn't her usual personality so gentle?

Silence returned to the car. Huang Shiya and I were silently thinking about our thoughts. After a while, a house full of lights could be faintly seen not far away. That's where Shiya held her ball tonight.

As soon as I walked in the door, I was startled by the noise in the room. The living room was crowded with music, and they were dancing wildly. As a matter of course, Shiya took my hand and walked through the crowd to introduce me to his friends.

What's wrong with her today? Isn't there something wrong with your head? I felt like my mind was getting more confused. Huang Shiya's original personality seems to be gentle and generous, but I just feel that something is wrong.

"Hey, what are you thinking, ignore people!" Shiya pulled me out of the crowd, pointed to a set of sofas next to me, and said, "Are you tired?" Let's just sit there and rest. ”

"You don't have to worry too much about me, just go and greet your friends." I kindly reminded her.

"It's okay, they're all casual. Hehe, don't you want to be with me? She smiled mysteriously at me, her eyes shining with a heart-pounding sparkle. I was stunned and sat down beside her obediently.

"By the way, shall we dance together?" Huang Shiya looked at me and asked softly.

"I can't jump." I hurriedly waved my hand.

"But your flute plays so well!"

"Miss! What is the matter with dancing when the flute is played well?! ”

"Like gathers like! I don't care, I have to jump with you! "She almost dragged me onto the stage with a mischievous smile on her face. I sighed helplessly: "You'll regret it." ”

The music begins. I danced clumsily to the rhythm, not only did I look good, but my feet also stepped on Shiya's feet as often as I pressed C major when I played "Jingle Bells" on the piano. I was ashamed to walk away several times, but she hugged me tightly. Shiya endured my trampling and never snorted. In the end, he simply leaned his head on my shoulder and said softly: "Don't panic, I'll help you count the beats and dance to my voice......"

A century, or a second? I'm not sure, I just know that one tune is finally over. Suddenly I felt very tired and hot, so I walked out of the house alone and walked to the back garden.

The moon is very round, and it casts a faint yellow light on the earth, making everything on the earth covered with a hazy mystery. There was a fountain not far away, and it was spewing water into the air, as if it had the intention of shooting water into the moon.

In the silence, the restless mood finally calmed down a little. I sat on the edge of the fountain, looked up, and began to count the stars. Until the sound of soft footsteps came.

"I remember when I was a child, my grandmother taught me to count the stars, and she said that this would help me forget all my irritability and unhappiness. Unfortunately, she died when I was six years old, in a dilapidated house next to the cowshed. It is said that he died peacefully. I've been using this method all along, and I've used it until now......" I sighed and stared at the starry sky. This sky is one of the few that floats on the footprints of civilization without being polluted, it is very pure, and there is no trace of dirtiness.

The stars keep twinkling, as if to tell me what I have lost and yet what I have gained. There is a long band of light in the western sky, it is the Milky Way!

"I haven't seen the Milky Way in over six years. In my memory, it seems to have disappeared overnight. I lowered my head again and stared silently at the water in the pool. Suddenly I feel very strange, what happened to me today, why did I become so sentimental?

Shiya looked at me with concern, and never spoke, just quietly listened to my complaints. It wasn't until I stopped talking that she looked at the moon overhead, took the box out of her skirt pocket and shook it in front of my eyes: "I can open it now!" ”

I nodded, and was about to start talking nonsense about how important and valuable the stone was, even though it looked ordinary. But I heard Huang Shiya's 'ah' exclamation.

"It's beautiful!" It seems to be a heartfelt admiration. I looked at it curiously, and I was stunned for a moment. I saw a small crystal clear round stone lying flat in her hand, which glowed with a yellow glow that seemed to belong to itself in the moonlight. Although it is dim, it is very strong, as if it contains some kind of strong vitality.

Even an idiot could tell that it wasn't a random stone he had picked up on the hillside! What's going on here? Could it be that my piety has moved God, that it is a miracle that has manifested the spirit? Absolutely impossible, how could a lazy person like me be religious, let alone never religious!

No matter how much he cares, he coaxed the guy in front of him first and said, "This is my lucky stone, it was originally a pair." But one of them I put it in the country. They have been with me for more than a decade. Hope you will like it. "I didn't change my face and my heart didn't beat.

Shiya was very happy, she couldn't put it down, she put it in the palm of her hand and held it gently, that kind of cautious look like holding a weak life. Then she looked at me with that clear and beautiful gaze, and smiled: "Thank you, I will definitely cherish such a precious gift as much as I cherish life." ”

After this paragraph, she and I fell silent again as if we could not find a common topic. There was a lot of tranquility all around. The moonlight fell lightly on the ground, as if it was a tender expression of the earth. There was a gust of wind blowing, and it easily blew the rose bushes not far away, rolling up a large number of red rose petals.

I took a deep breath and felt only the melancholy scent of roses fill my lungs.

Shiya suddenly spoke: "If a girl says she likes you, how would you answer?" She sat quietly to my left and put on a casual face. I thought about it for a moment, then looked back at her, stared into her shining eyes, and said, "It depends on whether I like her or not." ”

"Do you have anyone you like?" She asked eagerly, but turned her face away again.

I laughed, slowly pulled out a coin and threw it into the water until the waves slowly spread out and finally disappeared. Then he said: "There used to be, but now there is none." ”

"What if the girl who told you she liked you was me?" Shiya's eyes revealed a hint of joy and a hint of worry at the same time.

"Then it depends on whether you are sincere or not." My heart pounded.

"I love you." Huang Shiya stood up and walked up to me, she looked at me without blinking, her deep eyes radiating touching beauty.

I also stood up, gently combed her long black hair with my hands, and then grabbed her roughly, and slowly moved my face closer to her. Shiya's breath was short, she didn't resist, and she didn't mean to dodge. Just obediently closed his eyes. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, a warm but weird smile.

I laughed and shoved her away, saying loudly, "You're perfect, but I won't love you!" ”

Shiya's whole body was shocked, she opened her eyes in surprise, and her voice was choked and exclaimed, "Why, I love you so much." I love you more than I love my own life. Why can't you love me? ”

I stared at her and snorted, "Because you're not Huang Shiya at all!" ”