Chapter 39: The Voice of Langu
Ye Qingyin gently hugged Yang Xingmo's head and put his head on his chest, Yang Xingmo stayed like this for a while, and then lay on Ye Qingyin's lap and looked at Ye Qingyin in a daze, Ye Qingyin stroked his hair and asked with a smile: "I'm listening!" Yang Xingmo also smiled, took off the silver mask on the right half of his face, revealing his right face, a very terrifying face, Ye Qingyin also took off the human skin mask on the left half of his face, and Yang Xingmo had the same extremely terrifying face, both of them were polluted by the Sky Devouring Beast. It's just that the pollution received by Yang Xingmo has reached his own genes, and Ye Qingyin's pretty face on the left side has been slightly polluted, although it has been treated, it can't eradicate the pollution effect of the Sky Devouring Beast, so Ye Qingyin can only wear a human skin mask made by the hospital like a real human skin, and use it to cover the left half of her face, so that she can live like a normal person without being affected.
Ye Qingyin was polluted much later than Yang Xingmo, but he was also tortured for a period of time, when Yang Xingmo inadvertently arrived at Ye Qingyin's side, and Ye Qingyin also inadvertently learned about Yang Xingmo's pain, the two became friends who talked about everything, and dared to show their true faces in front of each other, after all, both of them belonged to the same situation of being fallen people at the end of the world. Yang Xingmo looked at the left half of Ye Qingyin's face and couldn't help but sigh: "This left half of your face has ruined your life!" I don't have a boyfriend yet! β
Ye Qingyin's Jianshui Qiu pupils looked at Yang Xingmo gently: "Well, no one wants to look at me with a normal heart like you." β
Yang Xingmo smiled bitterly: "If I hadn't been polluted by the Sky Devouring Beast, knowing this kind of pain, I probably wouldn't have looked at you with a normal heart." Ye Qingyin held Yang Xingmo's head with soft hands and smiled softly without speaking, Yang Xingmo also lay quietly on Ye Qingyin's lap and looked at Ye Qingyin quietly.
Ye Qingyin sat on the side and touched Yang Xingmo's head with her right hand: "What do you want to say to me today?" β
Yang Xingmo's hands held Ye Qingyin's right hand and put it on his chest: "Qingyin, take a good look at my eyes, especially my right eye, I don't know what this is?" β
When Ye Qingyin heard Yang Xingmo's words, she leaned down and looked at Yang Xingmo's right eye seriously, but Ye Qingyin's downward bend was relatively large, so now Yang Xingmo could clearly see Ye Qingyin's water pupils, her eyes were really like clouds and water, very gentle, and would make people indulge in them. Ye Qingyin leaned over for a long time, so the smell on her body kept drilling into Yang Xingmo's nose, Yang Xingmo's heart thought that it was very fragrant and gentle, Yang Xingmo even wanted to hug Ye Qingyin's small waist, and Yang Xingmo's perception at this time was straight up, and it was easy to feel that Ye Qingyin's thighs under his head were so soft and warm, and Yang Xingmo's heart trembled slightly.
Ye Qingyin finally straightened up her body, gently brushed her hair, and then said: "I have seen it, your left eye has not changed much, but your right eye has changed a lot, especially your pupil, the hexagonal pupil, but this is the reason why your heart is very messy?" β
Yang Xingmo shook his head gently, Ye Qingyin felt Yang Xingmo's hair rubbing on his legs, his face couldn't help but redden, but he quickly adjusted, and looked at Yang Xingmo quietly. Yang Xingmo said helplessly: "The reasons and results of this change are the main reasons for my upset!" β
Ye Qingyin was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but she quickly reacted and asked softly: "Could it be the gene of the Sky Devouring Beast in your body?" But it's impossible, don't you have a lock in your body for you...... Locking agent ...... Effective? β
Yang Xingmo smiled bitterly and nodded: "And I don't have much left to live." β
Ye Qingyin began to be silent after listening to it, and the whole atmosphere was still a little sad, but soon Ye Qingyin suddenly said, "Do you want to listen to the piano?" Let me talk! β
Yang Xingmo looked at Ye Qingyin: "Is it okay?" β
"Hmm" Ye Qingyin responded with a smile, Yang Xingmo's eyes lit up and he couldn't help nodding.
Ye Qingyin was a world-class guqin player before he was contaminated by the Sky Swallowing Beast, but he was attacked by the Sky Swallowing Beast when he was through the GuΓ² Space Portal. Since that time, Ye Qingyin has been polluted by the Sky Devouring Beast, not only the left half of her face, but also her slender hands have become very fragile, and it was not until after the end of treatment that her hands slowly recovered, but it is impossible to restore fΓΉ to the way it used to be, so now Ye Qingyin rarely touches the guqin that has accompanied her for many years, after all, although her hands are restored, they are not as good as before, and they can be played for a long, long time before, And now she had to stop after forty-five minutes, or else one of her hands would likely become crippled. Yang Xingmo also knew Ye Qingyin's past, and also knew the problems on Ye Qingyin's hands, so he was still a little worried before Ye Qingyin took out the guqin, when Ye Qingyin moved the guqin out, Yang Xingmo suddenly stopped Ye Qingyin: "Qingyin, don't play, just talk to me!" β
Ye Qingyin put the guqin into Yang Xingmo's hands, smiled and took care of himself and set up the playing board, Yang Xingmo opened his mouth behind him and said anything, Ye Qingyin took the guqin and said with a smile: "Don't worry!" I'm fine. Yang Xingmo looked at Ye Qingyin for a long time before returning to his position and sat down steadily, Ye Qingyin looked at Yang Xingmo's movements and smiled, set up the guqin, adjusted the timbre, took a few deep breaths, put his hands lightly on the guqin, and then slowly stroked the piano from beginning to end, and finally closed his eyes slightly and raised his beautiful slender hands, and began a wonderful piano music trip, Yang Xingmo was relieved when Ye Qingyin began to play, Because Ye Qingyin played a short and elegant ancient qin song, called "Langu"!
Yang Xingmo listened to Ye Qingyin's qin music silently, it is strange to say, when Yang Xingmo heard Ye Qingyin's qin music, he was very relaxed, and there would not be any chaotic thoughts in his mind, or even any irritable feelings. Ye Qingyin's plain hands are like a breeze on the guqin, soft and warm, not coordinated. The gentle vibration of the strings brought a slight soft sound, and it was quiet inside and outside the room, no, it was very quiet, no one wanted to break the rhythm of the music, and no one would ruin this beautiful sound.
Yang Xingmo listened quietly, closed his eyes slightly, and his breathing gradually changed from rapid to gentle. The sound of the piano is curling, the whole room is like a valley full of orchids, beautiful and quiet, the vibration of the strings is also like a butterfly fluttering in the valley, Yang Xingmo feels that he is lying in the valley, there is no one around, only he has a beautiful orchid, the sound of the piano is slightly undulating from time to time, like a small stream flowing around him, warm, soft, and inclusive of him, making him feel relaxed and happy, Yang Xingmo is in the small stream, Among the pure orchids and the quiet orchid valley, I gradually fell asleep. Ye Qingyin's piano music also came to an abrupt end at this time, and a faint blood mark appeared on her beautiful plain hand, and an hour had passed, and this hour had brought a little bit of damage to Ye Qingyin's plain hand, although it was small, but it was also very painful.
However, Ye Qingyin was laughing, looking at Yang Xingmo, who was sleeping calmly, laughing, and the left half of his face was also blooming, Ye Qingyin knew that he liked Yang Xingmo, but he didn't tell Yang Xingmo. Ye Qingyin also knew that Yang Xingmo could feel her heart, otherwise with Yang Xingmo's character, she would not be so indulgent in front of a woman, but Yang Xingmo did not accept it. He knew that he didn't have much time, and Ye Qingyin also knew, so Ye Qingyin didn't do anything, just stayed quietly by his side, hoping to stay by his side until Yang Xingmo disappeared, and then went to live another life without Yang Xingmo, Yang Xingmo didn't ask but felt Ye Qingyin's heart, so he didn't object, and the two got along like this.
Ye Qingyin sat beside Yang Xingmo, gently put Yang Xingmo's head on his thigh, gently stroked Yang Xingmo's left face with his right hand, and looked at him gently. The incense burner in the room was also lit at some point, maybe before Ye Qingyin played the piano, after all, Ye Qingyin's habit is like this, although the fragrance in the incense burner is faint, it makes people feel very peaceful, so that people's hearts will involuntarily relax and sleep peacefully, Ye Qingyin is not a sage, so it is unlikely to solve Yang Xingmo's doubts, but just as a listener, Ye Qingyin is a little reluctant. always wanted to do something for Yang Xingmo, so he thought of playing the guqin that he hadn't touched for a long time, and at the same time lit the soothing incense in his room, hoping that Yang Xingmo could sleep comfortably.
Ye Qingyin nodded and quietly looked at Yang Xingmo's serene and lovely face, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but put a smile on her lips, but at this time, Yang Xingmo's eyes opened, and she happened to look at Ye Qingyin's Jianshui Qiu Pupils, Ye Qingyin didn't think that Yang Xingmo would wake up at this time, so she blushed a little and looked a little flustered. Yang Xingmo couldn't help but smile when he looked at Ye Qingyin's appearance, sat up and grabbed Ye Qingyin's hand regardless of Ye Qingyin's little red face, Ye Qingyin was taken aback and subconsciously struggled, but he didn't break free, so he gave in, Yang Xingmo looked at Ye Qingyin's little face, and suddenly hugged Ye Qingyin and whispered, "Thank you." Ye Qingyin's body twisted, and she hummed unnaturally from her nose.
Yang Xingmo leaned on Ye Qingyin's back and told the person he liked, Ye Qingyin listened silently: "Xiahou Qingxuan...... Is it? What a nice name! She seems to be very good as you say! β
Yang Xingmo smiled, turned his head to look at Ye Qingyin, shook her hand lightly and didn't say anything, but Ye Qingyin glanced at him, turned around and hugged Yang Xingmo from behind, and murmured, "Just let me be by your side!" β
Yang Xingmo laughed silently: "Maybe not." Yang Xingmo apologized.
"Why?" Ye Qingyin stared at Yang Xingmo's eyes, Yang Xingmo looked at Ye Qingyin's eyes and felt very dazzling and couldn't help but look away, Ye Qingyin straightened Yang Xingmo's head: "Why?" Why don't you sue me? Ye Qingyin's eyes were full of tears.
Yang Xingmo sighed, raised his right hand to gently wipe away the tears in Ye Qingyin's eyes, and kissed Ye Qingyin's forehead lightly: "Don't ask, this matter is not good for you!" β
Ye Qingyin looked at the sadness in Yang Xingmo's eyes, and there was a trace of firmness, Ye Qingyin's heart couldn't help but gradually break. Yang Xingmo looked at Ye Qingyin and suddenly stood up: "Let's go, Qingyin, let's do Tai Chi with me!" Ye Qingyin wiped her tears and snorted, Yang Xingmo smiled and walked outside the house with Ye Qingyin and started Tai Chi.
Wen Ren Xinzhu leaned against the door of his house and looked at a small bottle in his hand, which contained a bottle of black liquid: "Yang Xingmo, see if this bottle of medicine can weaken you to the point of death, and then I will come back to harvest your life." Wen Ren Xinzhu smiled, not the warmth and indifference before, but with some cold feeling, very cold and cold. Wen Ren Xinzhu returned to his room to look at an invitation card on his desk, dropped a drop of black liquid on it, and smiled grimly.
When Yang Xingmo and Ye Qingyin finished playing the last Tai Chi, a brown invitation was suddenly handed outside, and it was Yang Xingmo, and the inviter turned out to be a world-class tea ceremony master-Lu Yucha, "Strange, how could you give me such an invitation?" Yang Xingmo looked at the invitation and asked strangely, Ye Qingyin also stretched out his head to look at it and said, "Anyway, let's go and have a look!" β
"Then go ahead!" Yang Xingmo replied to the sender.