It had been half a day since Feng Ya woke up, he groaned, woke up from a long dream, and was stunned when he saw his surroundings.

The surroundings were quiet and quiet, without a single sound.

After thinking about it for a while, the memory slowly returned.

At this time, it was early in the evening.

Suddenly, I saw a girl walking in with tea, looking at each other, and the girl shouted happily: "Miss, he's awake!" ”

Hearing only a burst of footsteps, Luo Zhen ran in, and when she saw Feng Ya, she said with some disgust: "Yayu, you be quiet, don't alarm the patient." ”

Ayu stuck out her tongue.

Luo Zhen saw that his face was slightly pale, and his eyes were flushed, and she slowly stepped forward: "Boss Fengya, I'm Luo Zhen, do you remember me?" ”

How could Feng Ya not remember? But he remained silent at this time, and only looked at them in doubt.

Luo Zhen said: "You were injured and were taken back to our house by us, without permission, please forgive Boss Fengya." ”

Feng Ya nodded slightly.

"Are you thirsty? I'll pour you a glass of water. ”

Yayu beside him hurriedly said, "Miss, I'll come." ”

Luo Zhen said: "I don't need you, I'll come in person." ”

When Feng Ya heard this, there was a touch in her eyes.

This young lady was so gentle and kind that a trace of guilt rose in his heart for no reason, after all, all this was within his calculations.

But he didn't regret it, if he didn't, he wouldn't have had a chance to meet her.

Handing the teacup to Feng Ya, Feng Ya took a sip gently.

Luo Zhen said gently: "You just woke up, although the injury on your head is not particularly serious, but you also need to rest more, we won't bother you, you can recuperate here with peace of mind." ”

Feng Ya's words came to her mouth, she could only swallow them, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Luo Zhen and Yayu walked out.

Feng Ya was placed in an attic opposite Luo Zhen's room, which was a guest room, so it was just right that Feng Ya was arranged there.

"But I hurt my head, that person is so weak, Miss is really making a fuss."

"How can you say that she is also Miss's life-saving benefactor, and the commander agrees that he will stay in the Luo family, what else is there to say?"

The next day, Feng Ya woke up in a burst of piano sounds, this piano is a Western thing, he has seen it once, something made of iron sheets, very big, I didn't expect that there would be such a thing in this Luo Mansion.

He could only play the huqin, and the sound of the harp was a far cry from the sound of his huqin.

Thinking like this, he listened quietly, but seemed to be fascinated.

The sound of the piano is extremely gentle, flowing slowly in the heart.

In the past few days, Feng Ya has been served very well in the Luo family, and everyone knows that he is the savior of the young lady.

Luo Zhen often came to see him, and the two gradually became acquainted.

Luo Zhen has a very good impression of him, he always looks like a gentleman, although he seems to be stable but very interesting, very vivid, and often makes Luo Zhen laugh during conversations.

Luo Zhen wanted to meet this opera master from the first time he heard his play, and he naturally discussed it with him if he had a great opportunity today.

And Feng Ya learned that Luo Zhen loved opera, and spared no effort to tell her, Luo Zhen listened attentively and learned many traditional Chinese stories from it.

Unconsciously, the two chatted a little deeper, and Feng Ya knew many things about Luo Zhen.

"I've been abroad for a long time, and before I came to China, I had a lot of fantasies about what it would be like here, and I had a lot of dreams about my hometown."

Feng Ya listened intently, and suddenly said quietly: "Then do you think this place is the same as you imagined?" ”

Luo Zhen smiled: "It's not the same, but I think it's good." ”

"Really?" Feng Ya muttered softly.

"What are you thinking?" Luo Zhen saw that he was stunned and couldn't help asking.

"I hear a piano here, I don't know who's playing?" Feng Ya came back to her senses, smiled at her, and then thought of the sound of the piano two days ago, and couldn't help asking.

"It's me." Luo Zhen smiled, "Do you know how to play the piano?" ”

Feng Ya shook her head: "I can only play the huqin." ”

"Huqin?" Luo Zhen was aroused, "I want to hear what it is like." ”

Feng Ya rolled her eyes and said, "Otherwise, you can play the piano to me, and next time you go to the pear orchard, I will play the huqin for you." ”

"Okay, come with me." Luo Zhen smiled at Feng Ya.

Feng Ya smiled, she left, and he followed her.

Feng Yana's attic room is very close to Luo Zhen's small courtyard, and it takes a few steps to arrive.

He followed her into her room, where he saw a piano in front of the window.

Luo Zhen sat in a chair in front of the piano, tried a few notes, and began to play.

Feng Ya sat on a chair by the wall, leaning against the wall, tilting her head to watch Luo Zhen play, and from his angle, he could only see her side face.

She was really beautiful and elegant, and the way she lowered her head and played seriously made him want to watch it all the time.

Not far from the window, there was a tall cypress tree growing outside the stone railing, its dry branches shivering slightly in the warm winter sun, it was a cold wind, but the room was as warm as spring.

The girl's delicate silhouette, the beauty is unreasonable, the beauty is ethereal, and under the background of the sunlight by the window, it is so pure and flawless, like a bright moonlight.

Feng Yahu's heart was upset, she was the bright moon in the sky, and she was just an unsightly mottled wall skin shrouded in the dark, hiding her dirtiness in the dark.

I seem to be separated from her by a galaxy.

At the end of the song, Luo Zhen smiled back at him.

And Feng Ya was stunned.

There seemed to be something strange flowing between the two.

Luo Zhen's face was a little red, and her heart jumped suddenly, as if she had stepped one step empty when she went downstairs, and her heart was extremely worried.

It was snowing again, and the doctor came to see it today, saying that the gauze on Feng Ya's head would be removed soon.

Feng Ya thought to herself that there was no reason for her to stay here, and it was probably not appropriate to stay any longer, so she should leave immediately.

Come to the window and look into the distance.

The silver mist of the winter morning gradually dispersed, and in the fog, I saw a woman walking slowly with an umbrella in the snowflakes.

He lives on the second floor of the attic, so he looks down condescendingly.

The umbrella was pink with a stone green lotus leaf pattern, and the snowflakes fell lightly on the umbrella.

Feng Ya looked at the umbrella, and suddenly Luo Zhen seemed to have a sense, and raised her head to meet his gaze.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Feng Ya felt that his heart was incredibly soft at this moment, he had seen so many women, it could be said that he had passed a thousand sails, but no matter how much warm fragrant nephrite was in his arms, he felt that it was not as good as this glance that made his heart beat hard.

On this day, Xia Yingban came back to Luo's house after going around in a circle, and after reporting to the commander, it was still early, and when he was about to walk out of Luo's house, he suddenly heard the sound of the piano again.

He immediately thought of the sound of the piano played when Luo Zhen first came to Luo's house, which attracted him so much, so he couldn't control his pace and walked towards Luo Zhen's residence in the backyard.

Walking through the stone path, what caught my eye was Luo Zhen's small courtyard, but Xia Yingban seemed to be frozen in place and couldn't move.

It was still the windowsill, it was still in front of the piano, but at this time the person in front of the windowsill was not just the girl, but also a gentle-looking man sitting side by side with her.

Luo Zhen lowered his head and played the piano, and the man looked at her intently.

With a dull ache in her heart, Xia Yingban took a step back and looked at the girl again, she had a reassuring smile on her face, and she even smiled sideways at the man.

Xia Yingban shook his head and turned to leave.

Luo Fuzhou looked at the girl who handed him the medicine in front of him, and suddenly said, "That life-saving benefactor of yours, how is he?" ”

Luo Zhen was taken aback, and then said, "It's already good." ”

Luo Fuzhou nodded: "Since this is the case, then it is inconvenient for him to stay in our house for longer." ”

Luo Zhen nodded.

"Zhen'er, I heard that he is a pear orchard actor?"

Luo Zhen was stunned, Luo Fuzhou stared at her, and she nodded again.

There was silence for a while, and neither father nor daughter spoke.

Luo Fuzhou suddenly sighed and said, "Zhen'er, you are too simple, some people have to see clearly." ”

Luo Zhen took a deep breath and said lightly, "I know." ”

At night, Feng Ya slept on the bed and looked out the window.

The moon at the end of December was just a hook of white, like frost flowers on a glass window.

Tomorrow, he's leaving.

I can't say how I feel.

These days are like stolen time, he doesn't have to act in Liyuan anymore, he doesn't have to deal with all kinds of women, he doesn't have to sleep on a stiff and cold hard bed, he just faces the girl who is pure and beautiful as the moonlight, laughs with her, and watches her play the piano.

Her smile, words and deeds are deeply imprinted in his mind and linger.

I remembered the first time I saw her, she sat in the wing room on the second floor, leaned against the window, and reached out to catch the snowflake.

He did it on purpose to help her block Hongzo's stick that day, he could have avoided hurting his head, but he deliberately let the stick fall on his head.

He approached her as he wished, and when he entered Luofu, he learned that she was actually the daughter of Luo Fuzhou, the commander of Luo.

He knew that she must be Miss Everyone, but he didn't expect that she was actually Luo Fu Zhou Liuyang's daughter.

Is this kind of identity something he can cling to?

He is very good at dealing with women, and he makes it almost effortless to make her feel good about him.

She is clean, pure-minded, and gentle, she is so good that she will make him feel timid.

After tomorrow, will they never cross paths again?

*

"Auntie, what's the matter with me?" Luo Yushan sat in the house, carrying a goose yellow shawl, which hung down to the ground, and the shawl was a two-inch wide silver wire pile of flowers.

Mrs. Li stared at her, she knew that her niece was young and beautiful, and although she had never been close to her, she had always been able to get by.

I didn't think that one day she would come to her because of a man.

Luo Yushan looked at her suspiciously, seeing that her aunt only looked at her and didn't speak, they had never had anything to do with each other, and she didn't know what she wanted to do.

Mrs. Li came back to her senses, sat down, and said to Luo Yushan, "How is my niece doing lately?" ”

"Aunt Lao is worried, I'm doing well." Luo Yushan said dryly.

They looked a little embarrassed to say this.

Mrs. Li was full of hatred, but she didn't know where to start, how could such a thing as a concubine see the light? She only dares to be majestic in front of her own wretch, how can she dare to show half a point in front of others when she is ugly?