"I love moonlit nights, but I also love starry skies. Once upon a time in my hometown in July and August, when I was chilling out in the courtyard at night, I loved to watch the stars in the sky. Looking at the stars, I forget everything, as if I had returned to my mother's arms. This is from the essay "The Stars" written by Ba Jin.

Mo Yan is not a full literary girl, but it is more than enough to say that she is half a literary girl. Because she likes to read a few books on a sunny afternoon to enrich her spiritual life.

She sat down by the river, picked up a stone and threw it into the water. The moonlit night and starry sky here are indeed beautiful, the stars are dotted, and the bright moon hangs high...... It's just that she doesn't want to watch it now. Ba Jin, Ba Jin, how can I not be like you, forget everything?

"I'm sick of it! Sick of it! "Didn't she just want to have a good trip at first? But how could you come across such unbelievable things?

When she finished speaking, there was a flute behind her. Where's the flute? It sounds so good. The sound of the flute seemed to hide magic, and she was drawn to it.

Mo Yan got up and looked for the person who played the flute. And the man was sitting in a tree, playing the flute. The sound of the flute, and the appropriate moonlight, the breeze blowing, blowing his hair, is indeed beautiful, but this person's face is not real.

"Who are you? Why play the flute here? Mo Yan couldn't resist his curiosity, so he asked, it's really strange that there are still people here to play the flute on this big night.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, followed by hearty laughter, and the sound was as good as the sound of the flute, "The flute also needs a reason?" Zijian: This is the first time I've heard of it. ”

In the shadow of the tree, he had jumped down from the tree and stood in front of Mo Yan. By the moonlight, Mo Yan could vaguely see his appearance, wearing a green shirt, holding a bamboo flute, a handsome face, fair complexion, and a slightly thin body, not very tall, only half a head taller than Mo Yan.

"Cao Zhi?" This flute player is actually Cao Zhi? Mo Yan blinked his eyes, very surprised.

"Is it strange that I play the flute?" Cao Zhi raised the corners of his mouth lightly, and there was a little smile in his words.

Mo Yan bent the corners of his lips lightly, put his hands around his chest, and teased: "It's really strange, the son of a dignified prime minister also likes to hide in the dark and peek at others?" ”

"Really?" Cao Zhi raised his eyebrows lightly, and suddenly approached Mo Yan's face, Mo Yan was obviously frightened by him, and stepped back, "You...... What do you want to do? "Does he want to...... No way! She immediately protected her chest, although he was really a handsome and extraordinary teenager, but there was a bit of childishness between his eyebrows, he was indeed a few years younger than Mo Yan, but she was not interested in sister and brother love!

"Haha......" Cao Zhi couldn't help but laugh when he saw Mo Yan's reaction.

"Uh...... What's so funny! Mo Yan muttered dissatisfiedly, her reaction just now seemed to be a little more intense.

"Why did my mother marry you to my brother? You don't have the appearance of a sinking fish and a goose, the appearance of a country and a city, and your temperament is not good, what does your mother think? Although Cao Zhi has never spoken to Mo Yan, her refusal to marry has already caused a stir in the mansion, how could he not know? It's just that...... Mother did this, is it for him?

"What are you talking about, bastard! I don't have the appearance of a sinking fish and a goose, and I admit it, but ...... What is called bad temperament? You have a bad temperament, your whole family has a bad temperament! Bastard, do you know how to respect the old and love the young! Wrong! Bah! I'm not old! Boy, I'm a few years older than you, I'm your senior, how can you be so incomprehensible! Don't think that if you're good-looking, you'll get an inch! You have to learn to respect your predecessors, you know? Mo Yan crossed her hands on her hips, looking completely indignant, although she was angry, her eyes were still so clear and aura. Cao Zhi is used to seeing beautiful women in the house, they are indeed very beautiful, but there is no one like Mo Yan who has a pair of clear eyes. He seemed to see the most beautiful eyes in the whole world.

"Shh Cao Zhi stretched out his index finger and signaled Mo Yan to be quiet. He stared straight ahead, for fear of missing something.

"What?" Mo Yan looked at him with great attention, turned his head curiously, and saw a faint light flickering by the river, and it was still flying.

"Don't scare them away." Cao Zhi quietly walked to the river, he was afraid of scaring these little things. But they didn't seem to be afraid of life, but flew mischievously to his palm, and even swirled around him, and the corners of his mouth were gradually raised.

The moonlit night and starry sky, the flying and spinning fireflies, and the young man in green shirt smiling wantonly, this is simple and beautiful. Mo Yan was infected by such a picture, she was stunned, was it for the firefly, or for the cyan? The young man in front of him is Chen Siwang Cao Zhi? Is this such a spontaneous act?

"The way you frown is not good." Cao Zhi didn't like the way she frowned, so beautiful eyes should match the shallow curved willow eyebrows, not let them wrinkle.

"I really doubt that you lived by the sea in your last life, and you were so wide." Ya, if it weren't for your young age, I would have kicked it up a long time ago, Mo Yan has always despised people who have to take care of everything.

At this time, fireflies flew to Mo Yan's side and flew around her. She smiled, even the tips of her eyebrows, as crisp as a silver bell, and her smile was not delicate at all.

The fireflies liked this girl very much, and there were more fireflies flying around her. Mo Yan simply danced with them, when she was a child, she learned some classical dance with the dean, and she was extremely talented in music, so learning dance was not difficult for her, but later her mother found out about it, and she never learned to dance from the dean again. But now, no one stopped her......

She was fluttering and dancing, like an ignorant fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, without a trace of dust. Seeing this situation, Cao Zhi couldn't help but be moved, Cao Zhi picked up the bamboo flute, put it to his mouth, and played the flute for her.

The sound of flutes, dancing, and flickering fireflies. Such a moonlit night is quite intoxicating. Perhaps no matter how many years have passed, Mo Yan will never forget the young man in green shirt who played the flute for her, and what is even more commendable is that he has never changed, and he is still the "bastard boy" she jokingly called.

"Whew...... It's been a long time since you've danced...... It's really tiring. By the way, what tune did you just play? Very nice to hear. Mo Yan stopped dancing, and the fireflies flew towards the water's edge, she stared at them, how much nostalgia, how many memories, scattered in a blink of an eye. Once upon a time, she also liked to chase fireflies with her friends, hip-hop and play, and was very happy. But now she has been separated from them for thousands of years.

"I just composed the song not long ago, and I haven't named it yet. If you don't mind, give it a name. Cao Zhi chuckled, he seemed to understand the strange behavior of that man in the past few days, but with his temperament, he would never disobey his father for the sake of a woman. Unless, he is willing to give up everything. Oh? But, is it possible......

Mo Yan pondered for a moment, and an inspiration suddenly appeared, and he snapped his fingers, "There it is!" Dance of fireflies! How about this? ”

"Well, then thank you Ah Yan for the name." Cao Zhi nodded, very satisfied with the name.

"Bastard! Who allowed you to call me Ah Yan? Do I know you well? Mo Yan immediately retorted to him, this bastard boy has just met, why do you just call people by their nicknames!

"I like it, can't I? Bastard? It's a good name, and Zijian likes it too. ”

If she could, she really wanted to slap him to death, but thinking about his future literary works, she still chose to endure it, otherwise she would feel ashamed of the world, this guy must be a little tendon, otherwise how could he get off the line to such a point!

"Your dancing is indeed good, but your temperament must also be changed, otherwise no man will dare to marry you no matter how good your dancing is!" Cao Zhi shook his head and said.

"Cao Zhi! I repeat, you're not good-natured! Your whole family has a bad temperament! When Mo Yan shouted these words angrily, Cao Zhi had already turned around and left, leaving only an emaciated figure, he waved his hand and said, "Ah Yan, everything is okay." Cao Zhi didn't know that Mo Yan was a modern person, but he could feel that Mo Yan was afraid of something and what he was avoiding. This world is so strange, some people, even if they have known each other for a lifetime, still have no chance to become friends, while others, just by saying a few words, can have a feeling of knowing each other for several lifetimes. And Cao Zhi and Mo Yan belong to the latter and are born friends.

"Go with the flow?" Mo Yan called these four words lightly, and he was at peace with what he encountered? Well, she admits that since she crossed over to the Three Kingdoms, all she thought about was how to return to the modern era, and she never gave up on this idea, so it was impossible for her to have the idea of going with the flow. Coupled with all the things that have happened recently, it is even more impossible for her to stay here, and she wants her to marry Cao Pi? And then compete with a whole bunch of women in the future? It's simply impossible! See that face exactly like him again? Although she has always wanted to let herself go, the pimple in her heart can't be removed.

With the sound of "horn", Mo Yan suddenly came back to his senses, "Who?" ”

She looked around, but it was quiet, and there was no one, could it be that she had misheard? As soon as you came to the Three Kingdoms, did your hearing deteriorate?

She shook her head and sighed, maybe she had misheard.

What if she didn't turn back? But she turned around.

Mo! No! Cao Pi shouted in her heart, but the sword in her hand did not hesitate, and stabbed three inches below Mo Yan's ribs, her expression was extremely complicated, her mouth was moving, but because it was too painful, she couldn't speak, but he knew that she was saying, why?

As the sword was drawn, a stream of blood splattered from the wound, staining half of her clothes, and she closed her eyes and fell to the ground without a struggle.

"Zihuan has killed this girl, so there is no need to let my uncle do it automatically." Cao Pi held the blood-stained sword, and his deep eyes and cold tone made him look very much like a demon who kills people without blinking.

"Good! I'll just say it's not right, how can you disobey your lord for the sake of a woman with an unknown background? Ha! It seems that this time, the lord is too worried. Cao Ren laughed, the prime minister said to him before, this woman will hinder Zihuan, and he has to get rid of it, he still doesn't believe it, how can Zihuan give up a big thing for a woman? Now it seems that the lord is indeed too worried.

"Hehe, what my uncle said is very true, doesn't my uncle see if she has lost her breath?"

"No, no, no!" Cao Ren waved his hand.

After that, the two left, but Cao Ren forgot one thing, at the beginning, it was he who told Cao Pi that stabbing a person three inches under the ribs would not cause death, and could save his life.

Mo Yan, who was lying on the ground, was still motionless, but the purple jade pendant on her waist suddenly glowed purple, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night.