The cold white moon slowly enlarged, enveloping everything into bright white, and it was day again. It's nice that everything in my dreams doesn't have to wait.

The sound of the piano is sometimes smooth and moving, but there is a sudden pause, it seems to be a new song, and it is still a little jerky.

Mica stood in the courtyard downstairs, closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the piano from time to time, the cup of green tea in her hand was shallow, sometimes calm like a mirror, and sometimes shook the halo, the buds on the tree fell lightly, just fell in the cup, safflower green tea, the beauty is picturesque.

Mica looked at the buds floating in the tea and smiled, she smiled and stretched her brows and pursed her lips slightly, very similar to Yun Niang, very similar.

But the buds spun for a while, and suddenly they turned yellow and curled up in the tea.

Mica's face turned pale—

"An'er, I'm back." Father Yun's voice rang out.

Mica panicked and spilled the tea in her hand into the flower bed, in fact, it was just a cup of flower tea for others, which was not strange, but she was distraught and wanted to hide all the signs of bad luck.

As soon as Father Yun came, he said: "I went to inquire about the person you said yesterday, but he was just a foreigner who came to visit relatives, and there is nothing suspicious." ”

Mica nodded, worried: "That's good." ”

Father Yun said: "You listened to the children practicing the song again—this song—they were practicing?" ”

Mica said: "Well, I gave it to him when the violinist came in the morning, and the practice was still a little jerky." ”

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps upstairs, and someone hurried downstairs.

Mica looked at the person who came downstairs and was stunned, and said, "Master Liqin, what's wrong?" ”

The pianist was dressed elegantly and talented, and said with a pale face: "Brother Yun and sister-in-law Yun - I'm sorry, I suddenly feel chest tightness and uncomfortable, I'm afraid I can't teach this lesson today." ”

Mica bit her lip lightly and forced a smile: "I'm afraid that this weather is hot and sultry, and my family's Qing'er is dull and dull, so Li Qinshi is tired." ”

The pianist shook his head and waved his hand, his face became more and more ugly, and he walked out: "No, no, Qing'er is talented and intelligent, Dan'er is cute and well-behaved, it is true that I am unwell, this class, I will definitely make up for it next time." ”

Father Yun said: "Then go back and rest, I'll send you-"

"No—no—no—" The luthier fled as if he had fled.

Mica was worried, looked up, a pair of daughters were already standing in front of the upstairs corridor watching, Xiao Yunqing looked calm, Xiao Yundan looked worried, and said to her mother: "The master was fine just now, but his face changed all of a sudden, he must be very sick." ”

Father Yun smiled: "Who is playing it?" Qing'er? Or is it Dan'er? ”

Xiaoyun said lightly: "Naturally, my sister pulled, and the master also asked me to play together, but I still ...... those music scores I haven't read it all yet......"

Father Yun said: "Qing'er is very powerful, the new song is seven minutes ripe as soon as it is played." ”

Xiao Yunqing lightly picked the corners of his mouth and said, "Does Daddy like it?" I'm going to practice again—"

Father Yun said: "Today, Master Li Qin said that he will not go to class, so let's take a day off, practice the piano every day, and I have to practice the slender ten fingers of my baby daughters - you two little guys, stretch out your little hands to let Dad see who practices the piano the hardest." ”

Xiao Yun smiled lightly and stretched out ten fingers, but the nails were full of unwashed mud, she didn't feel embarrassed, and grinned: "Of course it's my sister, Daddy is deliberately trying to look down on the joke." ”

Xiao Yunqing looked proud, and his ten fingers stretched out quite straight, as if he deliberately wanted to show those cocoons on his finger belly-

Father Yun stared at her ten fingers, his gaze instantly dimmed, and Xiao Yunqing's thumb and fingers were slightly smoky and burnt......

If this scorched black appeared in normal times, he could find some other excuse to explain, but it was not sooner or later, and it happened to be today, and Father Yun himself couldn't escape it.

Xiao Yunqing proudly waited for Father Yun's praise, but Father Yun was speechless.

Seeing that her husband was suddenly speechless, Mica said, "Daddy said that he won't practice the piano, go and clean up the piano table and go downstairs to eat." ”

Xiao Yunqing clapped her hands happily and went back to the piano table, while Xiao Yunqing bit her lip lightly and quietly looked at her mother. Last night she had misunderstood her mother out of context, and today the misunderstanding seemed to have deepened, and there was hatred in her eyes.

"Ah......" Xiao Yun ran out sadly, holding the cup that he was happy to put on the piano table yesterday in his hand.

"What's wrong?"

Xiaoyun snorted lightly for a long time, and said with a cry, "I...... My heart-shaped buds are withering...... It's okay to wake up in the morning...... Does it miss its mother? I shouldn't have dug it out of the soil, otherwise it will grow into a big heart, and it will branch out into small shoots, and it won't die......"

Xiao Yunqing sneered and said: "It's so naïve, grass is grass, I haven't heard that grass also has a mother, and then dig it when it dies, it's all over the yard, as for crying over these, it's really boring." Then he turned around and went back to his room.

Mica looked at the guilty and simple tears on Xiao Yunqing's face, as if she had a premonition, and shed tears.

Next, there is the scene where Mica has been writing at her desk, and she writes intricate symbols on silk cloth, which are about the thickness of a fingernail.

Father Yun came in from outside and said with a smile: "What is this for?" When you are old, you suddenly remember that there is no end to learning? ”

Mica put the pen and blew a written silk cloth, and said: "Yesterday I was silent for a short period of strings, and I found that some strings have been rusty after not playing for too long. The children are still young, in a few years I may forget all about it, if it is lost in my hands, I will be ashamed of my ancestors, I will write it down now, even if the children do not have this talent, maybe they can meet the purest heart of the destined person. ”

Father Yun put away the pen and inkstone on the table and said, "Don't be in a hurry at this time, don't be in a hurry at this time." ”

Mica carefully put a stack of silk cloth in a leather bag and whispered, "I think this Fu Ling String, I think it will be passed on to them in a few years." Now that the children are young, I don't want to spend my time on the piano like I did when I was a kid - there are still many good times and beautiful things in life, so let's not advocate too much for the children. ”

Father Yun gently hugged his wife in his arms, and said with a heavy heart: "An'er, you are so good." ”

Mica, but she didn't expect Father Yun's deeper intentions, and smiled: "What's wrong?" Suddenly say these meaty things? ”

Father Yun smiled a little absent-mindedly: "It's nothing, you're right, the children are too young, we don't need to let them be so tired, it's good to be an ordinary little girl, so you don't have to be stared at by other boys before you grow up." ”

Both of them laughed, the gauze was ethereal, and the picture was beautiful.

Then the wind rose, and the yarn tent flew violently, swaying around, what was wrong? But why is Father Mica still looking serene, and doesn't seem to feel the changes around her at all-

Is there something wrong with my dreams? My dreams have always been safe, how can it suddenly go dark and the person in the dream is not affected?

The picture of everything is flowing quickly, a lot of sorrow, anxiety, and cold eyes are sliding by, and the sound of sliding is very sharp, accompanied by a lot of sighs and sneers!

At last it was dusk, and the mica ran out as fast as she could, like that night when the little clouds wept lightly, and ran out barefoot with her hair scattered, and she ran in the mountains, screaming, and her face was full of worry and horror—

What happened? Why did the atmosphere change all of a sudden?

It's like—as if there's no time, as if there's a force that wants everything in the dream to happen and end quickly, and I can't allow me to slowly savor their happiness and changes.

No, my head hurts so much, I can't hear her hoarse voice shouting, I can only vaguely know through the shape of her mouth that she is calling Dan'er.

It was dark and white, and then to dark, and she ran tirelessly in the woods on the hillside, and the soles of her feet were already grinding out blood, so pitiful—

I wanted to get closer, but everything in front of me was farther and closer, and the picture was no longer moving, and I could no longer move with the wind as I usually did in my dreams, but as if I was frozen in something......

No, what's going on? I'm going to have to take a look!

I shook my head, trying to break free from the invisible restraint and continue to run, my whole body aching uncontrollably—how could I feel pain in my dreams? No matter, I endured the severe pain and ran forward, where did she go?

There are children's cries, and they are calling "mother" sadly!

What happened? It seems to be Xiao Yunqing or Xiao Yundan's cry, what's wrong with mica? There won't be any surprises, right?!

My heart was beating fast, and my guts were crowded together by a sense of foreboding, and I panted and ran to the sound until I reached the edge of the low slope, and the cry came from the bottom of the slope—

I looked down and froze!

Yun Niang recalled that "my mother died when she was young", to put it so lightly, I never seriously thought about what kind of way, until I saw the person in this story who was only a sentence, she had also existed in this world vividly and beautifully, and then left in such a poignant and quiet way......

Mica's pale green and pale clothes stood out in the greenery, and the greenery on which her upper body lay was stained red with blood, and there was no sign of any life on her pale face, and the pair of eyes that were always full of emotions stared straight at me—

Xiao Yundan sat beside her and nudged her, crying as desolate as water: "Mother, what's wrong with you, mother, wake up, I'm so scared of my mother......"

Mother, I'm so scared...... I'm so scared......

I feel like someone who has lost a loved one, and I can hear the sound of blood and tears flowing in my heart......

Have you ever written it silently? You promised to give your children a carefree life, did this life ever include your death?

I really want to help her, hold her cold hand in the palm of her hand, give her a little more time to stay in this world, maybe someone will pass by, and this reluctant soul will be saved......

Mother...... Why did you leave me? I felt like my soul was crying......

Damn you—why don't you keep your mouth shut, why do you interfere with everything—and my heart is filled with resentment......

You're going to die—I just think about it, I really didn't mean to—I feel so guilty......

I...... What's wrong with me? How could I be swayed by so many emotions?

The piano is faint, crying like a complaint, the grass is green, and the willows are drooping, and they seem to be mourning for the departure of the beautiful woman-

Mica has an indescribable aura from beginning to end, like a fairy spirit who can read flowers and listen to grass words, and her death is a mysterious ritual, and it is the world that returns this aura to the earth and to the growth of all things......

Before I knew it, I was in tears, and when I looked back, who was playing the piano? It seemed to be a farewell, and it seemed to be retaining, but there was no longer any possibility for the mica's frozen gaze, and everything took her away, but she didn't know that her husband, who always praised her well, was still waiting for her to go back......

Xiao Yundan turned his head to look in the direction I was, and stretched out his hand to me for help: "Save my mother, save my mother-I'm so afraid-"

I stretched out my hand and ran down the rough slope, I'll help you, don't be afraid—

Behind Xiao Yun's tearful face, a grim and smiling face suddenly appeared!

I wanted to stop, but the momentum of going down the slope made it impossible for me to stop immediately, and the face behind Xiao Yundan smiled strangely and stretched out a bloody other hand to me......

Ahh

"Sister Fei!"

I slammed into someone's arms!