Chapter 35: Listening to the Music

This summer, Xiaodong is simply counting the days one day at a time, just like in the previous life, when she was a child, she spent the summer vacation, one day less than one day. Cicadas flutter their wings in the forest, and the hot afternoon breeze makes people sleepy. Everything seems to be uneasy, always feeling that there is something to do, but then procrastinating and not wanting to do it. The heart is always hanging and can't be put down.

Maybe the cicada just knows that it only has so many good days, so it screams so fiercely.

Because if you don't call now, you won't have to call later.

Xiaodong is now the same as the cicada, holding the idea that if you don't play now, you won't have to play in the future, and you can't wait to break every day into two days and three days to use.

She now has all the anxiety and trepidation that elementary school students have when their summer vacation is coming to an end.

This summer is over...... She's going to school.

For her, going to school is not as simple as going to school.

That...... It should represent more, deeper and more complex meanings, which makes her at a loss, and she can only try to immerse herself in busyness, busy looking for happiness.

During the day, I take a boat, enjoy lotus, listen to music, eat fish, weave grass, pick flowers, and flutter butterflies......

I am not idle at night, playing with yarn lanterns, eating ice milk, watching the stars, and catching crickets......

King An knew that she was happy, but he never said a word about her, and kept his promise and invited the Qin girl who Xiaodong had been thinking about to come to the palace to sing for her.

The day Qin Nu came was one of the hottest days of summer. When she came, it was already dusk, wearing a plain ice gown, with a bun on her head at will, no fat powder, no gold and jade, curling Tingting, like a white lotus blooming on the pond.

The yarn lamps in the pavilion on the edge of the pond were extinguished one by one, and the moonlight shone in, a pool of silver scales, and a hoarfrost.

Xiao Dong knelt on King An's knees, holding King An's sleeve with one hand and holding Zhao Lu's hand with the other.

Yao Jinfeng muttered in a low voice: "I can't see anything...... Isn't it fun to listen to music? ”

Shen Qiang stretched out her hand to cover her mouth: "You just don't say a few words, listen carefully." ”

Shen Jing and Qin Lie sat in the shadow of the pillar, and the other stood against the railing of the pavilion.

A faint wisp of singing, as if coming from the waves of water in the depths of the pond, seems to be clear.

The dark shadows of the flowers and trees around the pond are reflected in the pond. The heat of the day has not yet completely dissipated, and the fragrant flowers of the night have bloomed, mixed together, and the aroma is steamed by the heat to become more intense, and the fragrance is intoxicating.

It seemed that there was no wind, but the copper bell on the corner of the pavilion jingled gently, and the bell rang twice.

It's like a person who is about to leave, reluctantly reaching out to make a noise.

Zhao Lu gently shook Xiao Dong's hand and motioned for her to look at a clump of water lilies by the pool.

The lotus flower was slowly blooming in the moonlight. The fluorescent light fell, little by little, flickering and dimming.

Qin Nu's singing voice was peaceful and clear, like a cool breeze blowing.

Xiao Dong gradually couldn't tell the direction in which the song came from.

Qin Nu spoke clearly, Xiao Dong felt that she understood every word, but if she wanted to say what she heard, she couldn't remember it at all.

All she heard might be the quiet moonlight now.

It's this floating floral scent.

She seemed to be drawn by the song, remembering the old days. When you are lost, when you are hesitating...... But when she thought of those sad things again, she could look at them so calmly. All unhappiness and sorrow are quietly soothed at this moment.

In a few successive and continuing flower cavities, her voice gradually became thinner, higher and more ethereal. It is like a night bird that, after circling and chirping, flutters its wings and flies into the distance, and finally disappears into the moon's halo and stratus clouds.

For a moment no one spoke in the pavilion.

Xiao Dong leaned on King An's knees, his cheek pressed against the back of his hand.

Maybe the heat of the day has dissipated, or maybe this song is like a gust of fresh wind, dispelling the heat and making people feel calm.

She doesn't feel hot at all now.

The feeling that has been haunting her these days, making her confused and anxious, has disappeared before she knows it.

The fire flashed in front of him, and the maid held a sign to light the yarn lamp.

The pavilion was lit up again, and the faint yellow light and shadow made people feel like they were suddenly out of this world.

Shen Jing exhaled softly, as if she had woken up from a long dream, her expression was still a little confused, but her eyes had become clear and clear again.

"No wonder you say listen to the song and listen to the song, this song should be heard like this."

Yes.

Qin Nu's appearance, figure, clothes, makeup, those are meaningless, so she doesn't work those things at all. Her people were as clean and clear as her voice.

Yao Jinfeng held her cheeks in a daze, and she was happier than others when she was usually making trouble. But now it is quieter than everyone else.

King An touched Xiaodong's hair: "Does it sound good?" ”

Xiao Dong nodded.

"Do you want to order another song?"

She thought for a moment and shook her head.

This song, that's enough.

King An commanded, and in the distance, a little light was lit up in the pool, and Qin Nu stood on the bow of the boat, waving towards this side. The boat sailed into the distance, and the jade light on the bow of the boat flickered and went out again.