A hint of complexity flashed in Xiao Yurui's eyes, and he pondered for a moment before saying, "It's not a complete change, it's just a slight difference in mental interest." Seeing that Ling Yuxin was still planning to continue asking, Xiao Yurui didn't give her a chance to speak, so he continued: "We'll talk about this issue another day, let my cousin see if your piano skills have improved!" ”

After Ling Yuxin hesitated for a moment, she finally temporarily suppressed the doubts in her heart, walked to the piano case according to her words, raised her hand and dropped her fingers after taking her seat, and between the picks and turns, a song "Sycamore Leaf Dance Autumn Wind" slowly rose.

Xiao Yurui stood quietly aside, listening intently, still with a faint smile on his face.

As soon as the song was played, Ling Yuxin looked up at Xiao Yurui, seeing that he was only looking at him with a light smile, and he couldn't see whether he recognized it or not, and then played a song "Plum Blossom Introduction" with a slight pursed of his lips.

During the playing, Ling Yuxin's eyes were raised lightly from time to time, and when she reached the second half of the song, she saw the curvature of Xiao Yurui's lips rise slightly, and when she was about to end, she could see that her smile was getting deeper.

At the end of the song, after Ling Yuxin tuned it slightly, she continued to play the song "Qiu Hong".

Xiao Yurui had already noticed Ling Yuxin's inquiring or expectant gaze from time to time, but in order to let her concentrate on playing, he never gave any response, and waited until the aftermath was gone, before he smiled and slowly spoke, "The first song "Sycamore Leaf Dance Autumn Wind" is one of the earliest repertoire I taught you, and it is also one of the fastest repertoire you learned, and it is a song that I thought you had already given up. I didn't expect that after such a long time, I could still hear Xin'er playing this song again. ”

Ling Yuxin smiled and asked, "Cousin, do you remember what you said when I first learned to play this piece with you?" ”

Xiao Yurui put away his smile and said seriously: "Xin'er, I listed this piece as one of the first repertoire to teach you, because its rhythm is smooth and gentle, which can be a ladder to start, but for those who are proficient in piano skills, the simpler the song, the more skillful, although the tune of this song is pure and simple, but if the fingering changes properly and the emotional fusion is appropriate, it can play an intriguing artistic conception, such as the octave downward jump that often appears at the end of the sentence, when it expresses the static of contemplation and meditation in the autumn mood, and the use of upper and lower tones in the performance, And when it shows the dynamics of the wind blowing the leaves and dancing. You've mastered the fingering of this song, but you haven't got its mood yet. Xiao Yurui imitated the demeanor and tone of the day, repeating what he said that day.

Ling Yuxin didn't expect that Xiao Yurui not only remembered what he said, but also remembered his demeanor and tone, and was surprised, thinking that his cousin could remember the bits and pieces of getting along between the two of them so clearly, she couldn't help but feel happy in her heart, but also felt that her cheeks were slightly hot because of shyness, and her voice was unconsciously lighter, "Then my cousin thinks that what I played today has the artistic conception that my cousin said that day?" ”

Xiao Yurui saw that Ling Yuxin was in such a situation, and he didn't think much about his daughter's thoughts, and thought that he was embarrassed by what he said just now, so he immediately praised in a very positive tone: "Compared with the beginning, it is not the same, Xin'er, you must have spent a lot of effort and hard work in private, and you must have already understood how to integrate the artistic conception into the sound of the piano." There is also a song "Plum Blossom Introduction", this is the first time I have heard you play this song, but no matter the fingering, tune, artistic conception are just right, the first half of the que played a quiet and comfortable overtone tune, showing the quiet and serene demeanor of the plum blossoms of the cold and frosty snow, the second half of the breeze, trivial and other fingering use, embodies a strong timbre contrast and rapid tune, fully expresses the plum blossoms swaying in the cold wind, tenacious and unyielding dynamics and images, before and after the two sections in timbre, tune and rhythm of the significant difference and contrast, You grasp and perform excellently. The last song "Qiu Hong" is a tight two, five, seven strings of the Qing Shang tune, and the song is also extremely difficult to use the fingers, starting, bearing, turning, combined, each has its own wonderful, so although the whole song has as many as 36 paragraphs, but not too complicated, Xin'er you not only set the strings accurately, the fingering change is also very appropriate, the beginning of learning this song can play so far, it is rare. ”

Doubts appeared in Ling Yuxin's eyes again, "The first time you played this song?" Haven't I ever learned this before? My cousin said that I have worked piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since I was a child, so how could I be a beginner in learning this song? So what tunes did I learn before? And how was my previous piano skills? Can a cousin play so well? ”

Xiao Yurui's smile stiffened at the corners of his mouth, but it only returned to the same for a moment, "Because you didn't like this style of repertoire before, you have never played this song, and as for your previous piano skills, you are above your cousin, but you will forget it for a while because of amnesia." ”

Seeing that Ling Yuxin was silent, as if thinking about something, Xiao Yurui made a decision after a little thought, and called softly: "Xin'er." ”

Ling Yuxin raised her head when she heard this, her eyes were still full of doubts.

Xiao Yurui then turned around and walked out and said softly: "I know you have a lot of things to ask, we don't play the piano today, we don't talk about calligraphy, painting and the art of war today, and my cousin won't leave you homework today, let's sit down and talk and see if my cousin can answer the doubts in your heart." As he spoke, he had crossed the threshold and sat on the steps at the door, turning his head sideways to Ling Yuxin, who was surprised, and patting the steps beside him with a smile.

Although Ling Yuxin was full of surprise, she still walked quickly to the door and sat down on the steps beside Xiao Yurui.

Xiao Yurui smiled and asked, "Do you remember the last time we sat here?" ”

Ling Yuxin was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "Of course I remember, when I just woke up two years ago, we used to sit here like this. Speaking of this, my mind can't help but go back to two years ago.

Although nearly two years have passed, she still remembers the situation vividly. When she woke up that day, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was him sitting on the edge of the bed, in addition to tiredness on her sword-eyed and angular handsome face, there were many expressions that she couldn't understand, like surprise, worry, expectation, fear, and all of them, and then her eyes flowed, and she saw the maid standing beside him and several officers and soldiers behind him, and then she heard his gentle voice, "Xin'er, you finally woke up." ”

When she looked at him again, all she saw was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and the eyes that stared at her were full of tenderness and concern, but she found that she did not know him, and she did not know any of the people in the room, and then she found that she did not even know who she was or where, and then she found that her mind was blank, and she seemed to be unable to remember anything.

So, she went from being at a loss to being scared, and she asked "Who are you?" over and over again in an incoherent voice. Who are you? Where am I? Who am I? Why can't I remember anything? ……”

Then, under his always gentle and concerned gaze, in his patient response of "Xin'er, don't be afraid, I'm your cousin, I won't hurt you, no one here will hurt you, calm down, Xin'er, don't be afraid...... "

Then, he slowly told her that her name was Ling Yuxin, the only daughter of the official department of the court, his name was Xiao Yurui, and the two of them were cousins who grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and she had an accident on the way here, and hit her head and caused temporary amnesia, but the doctor said that as long as she recuperated well, she would get better soon. The maid next to her is called Bai Zhu, who he found to take care of her, and those officers and soldiers are all guards of the Xiaocai battalion, led by Wei Chifeng, who is responsible for protecting her safety.

Although he himself said that he was her cousin, although he said that the two of them were childhood sweethearts, but she didn't even have a little impression, she obviously didn't remember him at all, for her at this time, he was like a stranger who met in the water and never knew each other, but for some reason, looking at his gentle gaze and listening to his patient words, she actually believed more than doubted, and she even had a sense of déjà vu with him in a trance.

That day, she fell asleep to the sound of his story. But in the middle of the night she woke up from the nightmare, looking at the dark and empty room, she was suddenly very frightened, even without shoes and hurriedly ran out, the moment she opened the door, she saw the opposite side of the light, open the door in the room, he was sitting quietly reading a book, Xu heard her open the door, she saw that he was also looking up at her, and then put down the book in his hand, walked quickly through the courtyard to her, she heard him ask "What's wrong?" She just stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer.

He said, "It's cold at night, let's go into the house." Instinctively, she took a step back, and when he saw that she was unshoeed, he frowned, but without saying a word he went into the house, and soon came out with his shoes in one hand and his cloak in the other, and then he helped her to sit down on the steps, and he himself squatted down and put on her shoes. She did not speak, but obediently let him clothe himself and put on his shoes like a puppet, and when everything was done, he sat down beside her, looked at her quietly for a while, and without asking a word, went on again about their childhood, and she leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep to the sound of his story.

When she woke up the next morning, she found Kimono lying on her bed, and the lamp was still lit on the table. Later, when Bai Zhu washed and groomed her, he told her that after she fell asleep last night, he carried her into the house and put her back on the bed, afraid that he would wake her up again, so he never took off her cloak, only removed the shoes on her feet, and covered her with a brocade quilt, afraid that she would wake up again, worried that she was afraid of the dark, so he specially lit a lamp in the house. Bai Zhu also told her that he had been by her side for a whole day and night after she was in a coma after her injury, so she remembered the tired face she saw when she opened her eyes.

At that moment, she suddenly wanted to see him, she asked Bai Zhu where he was, Bai Zhu said that he was afraid that she would wake up in the middle of the night, so he sat in the opposite room and watched her movements, until the dawn of the day just fell asleep, and he was afraid that he had not gotten up at the moment. At that moment, she felt that the remaining doubts and defenses in her heart seemed to disappear completely, and she believed everything he said.

After more than ten days, he has been living in the house opposite her, every time she opens the door, you can see him opposite, during the day he will teach her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, at night he will tell her the story of their childhood, she always falls asleep in the sound of his story, but often wakes up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, when she wakes up she will run out of the door, he will appear in her sight every time, and then they will sit on the steps of the door, sometimes count the stars together, Sometimes she watched the stars and listened to him tell all sorts of interesting stories about their childhood, and then the next morning she would still wake up in her bed.

After more than ten days of getting along day and night, she became more and more familiar with and trusted him, and she also knew some things about herself and him intermittently from his mouth.