Ling Xiang is not just for Qingyuan? Of course she does.

As a modern person, it's impossible to get even a lower IQ after crossing over, right?

For love? Scold! This argument is a bit far-fetched......

Does Ling Xiang really think that she is the kind of little woman who is full of emotions?

How could she, Yan Tian, be that kind of person?

In a way, he can even be called cold!

I like it, watching Ling Xiang hovering between conscience and family affection, can't it be called cold?

Yan Tian frowned and pursed his lips, thinking to himself that since this was the case, why did he still help her?

In fact, Yan Tian had thought about this question for a long time, but even she herself had no answer.

Why?

If you want to help, you can help.

"Huh!" Yan Tian wandered around the garden aimlessly, a self-deprecating smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, thinking to himself if he was the legendary fear that the world would not be chaotic?

Su Zige held the long qin, stood quietly behind a big tree, and stared at the beauty wandering in the garden for a long time, and the beauty's smile seemed to hook his long-sealed heart.

The heart is probably just a momentary thing.

Su Zige hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and his slightly charming smile was extremely inconsistent with his extremely elegant temperament, but it seemed to be natural, with a hint of evil spirit.

The combination of angels and demons, this is probably what Yan Tian thinks now.

For some reason, Yan Tian was a little scared, annoyed that he had been immersed in his thoughts just now, so that he didn't realize that he had entered Su Zige's courtyard at all.

Especially the smile on the corner of his mouth, which made Yan Tian's heart tighten, and he instinctively wanted to avoid it.

Su Zige, it's better for this person to stay away......

Thinking like this, Yan leaned in his clothes as a salute, and was thinking about retreating, but who knew that Su Zige just deepened his smile, nodded slightly at her, and then sat cross-legged by himself, his slender white fingers gently plucked the guqin, and the distant voice sounded immediately.

Yan Tian's footsteps were about to be raised, froze there, and looked at Su Zige in surprise!!

"You, you!!" Yan Tian couldn't describe his current mood a little, could it be that Su Zige was ......! Almost shouting, Yan Tian shouted, "How did you play "Back to the Sleepwalking Immortals"?!" ”

"So this song is called Back to the Sleepwalker?" Su Zige smiled faintly, removing the evil charm on his face, as elegant as before, "It's a nice name, but why is it so sad?" ”

"So not...... At this moment, Yan Tian couldn't say what he felt in his heart, he seemed to be a little lost, but he seemed to be a little happy, and he just muttered, just like a thousand tastes in his heart.

Su Zige raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't ask Yan Tian what it was, but just played by himself, flowing like clouds and water, and had a chic charm.

"Sure enough, it's not." Yan Tian hung his head slightly, making it difficult to see his expression clearly, "If it were, no one would play this song with such a chic charm." ”

"......" Su Zige seemed to have heard Yan Tian's words, and his long white jade-like fingers were still plucking the strings. It's just that his heart has already turned a thousand times, and Yan Tian really didn't leave as he expected, but why did he react like this?

At the end of the song, Yan Tian had already recovered from his past, but with a slight sadness, he slowly moved in front of Su Zige, turned around and sat down, and a lotus flower danced out of the blue skirt. Yan Tian looked at Su Zige, who was sitting across the piano from him, and said softly: "How do you know?" ”

Immediately, without waiting for Su Zige to speak, Yan Tian said self-deprecatingly: "Also, with Su Gongzi's skills, it is just an easy thing to deceive us people, Yan Tian was rude and took his leave." ”

"You're mistaken, Tint." Su Zige said these words plainly, and deliberately emphasized the word "tilting" as if he was intentional, and sure enough, he successfully retained Yan Tilt's footsteps as he was leaving, "The sound of the flute is far away, and anyone who is not deaf can hear it, why does Tilt Er say that Xiaosheng is eavesdropping?" ”

"Tilt...... Speechless...... You're not disgusting......" Yan Tian secretly rolled his eyes, sorted out his mood, glared at Su Zige, thinking that it was better to choose someone than to hit someone, come on, just him! "This voice is not for nothing, there are conditions."

"Oh?" Su Zige used a monosyllabic word to indicate that he was listening, and his attention was obviously on the rare guqin, and his eyes were gentle as if he was admiring his lover.

"......" Yan Tian stared at him speechlessly, thinking that there were really people who loved Qin Zhisi, this kind of look...... It's kind of disgusting...... Immediately, Yan Tian stretched out his hand and waved, and the guqin suddenly sounded a smooth scale, "Hey! Are you listening or not? ”

"Yes, I've always been there." Su Zige grabbed Yan Tian's hand that was ruining the guqin at a lightning speed, without the slightest frightened expression on his face, just smiled dotingly, raised his head, stared at Yan Tian, and said seriously, "Always, it will be there." ”

Yan Tian shuddered, didn't understand why his heart trembled, hurriedly withdrew his right hand, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his hands vigorously without giving someone any face, and finally, as if to hide something, he slapped the handkerchief on the guqin with a "bang", ignoring Su Zige's somewhat distressed expression, and said loudly: "Since you will, then accompany me and Sister Ling tonight, no comments and suggestions, right?" Yes, keep it for me! Well, see you in the evening! Slow down and don't send! Bah! No, it's me leaving, you don't have to send it! ”

After Yan Tian finished speaking, he got up quickly, and he didn't even have time to get out of the courtyard, he actually performed light skills and left from the roof!

"Huh!" Su Zige picked up the handkerchief on the piano, watched the blue butterfly go away, and then lowered his head and continued to stroke the strings, as if stroking his lover's hair. This time, he didn't care about Yan Tian's departure at all, but just smiled shallowly: "Tian'er, you can't escape." ”