In the apricot sea, Xi Yuming wanted to say too much to Ruan Xiyao, everyone could see his calmness, and walked out of the shadow of Ruan Xiyao's departure, only he knew that there was a kind of sadness that was not expressed in words, and there was a kind of longing that looked at the sky but did not look for the sky. There is always a faint fear in my heart, and it will extinguish all illusions.

Helplessly, Zhang Xinluo's phone call interrupted his thoughts about Ruan Xiyao, and after answering the phone, he left Xinghai Villa, discussing a lot of things, and he was so tired that he wanted to be alone quietly, and when he just walked downstairs, he saw Han Yifeng and Liu Zheen waiting for him, and he felt surprised for a while.

"Why are you here?" asked Xi Yuming.

"You're finally back, come to see you, I wanted to go to your concert, but the tickets were sold out a long time ago, so I came to see you directly. Han Yifeng said.

"Won't you? Come home and listen to me sing?"

"That's good, special. ”

"Don't listen to Yifeng's nonsense, he, you don't know yet, he likes to talk nonsense when he has nothing to do. Liu Zheen patted Han Yifeng's shoulder hard, and smiled at Xi Yuming, "We came to see you today, nothing else, you are too busy alone during this time." ”

"I know, you came to see me for Ruan Xiyao. Xi Yuming knew the relationship between Liu Zheen and Ruan Xiyao, and immediately understood what was going on, "Thank you, I'm fine." ”

"That's good, that's reassuring. But I also want to tell you, you're awesome, come on! we're all optimistic about you......"

"It's such a cold day, just stand like this, go in and talk. Han Yifeng said politely.

Xi Yuming reacted and invited them to his new house. I've been here for so long, and I haven't invited them to come to see it yet.

Liu Zheen felt at the moment of watching the door, the room was full of Ruan Xiyao's breath, Ruan Xiyao's favorite guqin, neatly placed in front of the window of the living room, and the study, every book Ruan Xiyao likes to read can be found on the shelf, the desk is also Ruan Xiyao's favorite log color, Ruan Xiyao likes to breed flowers and plants, the plant shelves at home are full, and the home is full of green, full of vitality......

"Is that why you moved?" asked Yoo.

"I just want to find a place that truly belongs to me, and it is only me from the beginning, so that Ruan Xiyao will not feel the breath of others in the future. ”

"There are books on this desk that Ruan Xiyao likes, and you are reading "The Mean"?" asked Liu Zheen.

"Yes, there are still a lot of things I don't understand, and I've always wanted to ask the teacher to understand, but I haven't had time because of the concert. Seeing that the desk was a little messy, I felt embarrassed, and simply cleaned up the desk while talking.

Han Yifeng visited everywhere, came to the study, and saw that there were more books here than where he used to live, so he curiously urged to come over to see what books were in the past. Unexpectedly, he bumped into Xi Yuming, who was full of books in his arms, and accidentally knocked some books to the ground, when Xi Yuming bent over, the staves in the file bag accidentally fell out, Xi Yuming's face was suddenly a little ugly, and he gave up picking up the books, and went to pick up those staves in distress.

"It's all some staves, why are you so nervous?" Han Yifeng said disappreciatively.

"Han Yifeng, why are you like this?" Xi Yuming couldn't hold back for a while, and said a little angrily.

"What's wrong?" Ryu also urged over to help pick up the books and papers on the ground.

"What do you know? These staves ......" In fact, Xi Yuming didn't know what these staves meant by carrying them all the time, but he knew that these were very precious.

"I'll take a look at ......," Liu Zheen said when he saw that these staves were a little familiar.

Xi Yuming stood up and handed the collected stave to Liu Zheen.

After watching it several times, Yoo always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

"Zheen, are you okay, what do you remember?" Han Yifeng asked.

"Yu Ming, did Ruan Xiyao come to your house before her death?"

“...... This ......"

"I'm not talking about this place, it's where I've lived before. ”

"No, I'll lock the door when I go out. ”

"Think again. ”

“...... By the way, she came once, and then the house caught fire......" Xi Yuming thought for a while and said, "That time she came to the house, it caught fire, and it was impossible to send these papers." ”

"No, she's been here, it's not a simple stave......"

As he spoke, he went to the kitchen to find a fruit knife and came to the study, cut a small cut on his index finger, and dripped her blood on each stave, and as a result, things happened that their eyes couldn't believe, these are all composed lyrics and songs!

"This ...... This ......," Han Yifeng said vigorously wiping his eyes.

"Here's a letter, you see, it was written by Ruan Xiyao. Liu Zheen handed the last dripping blood letter to Xi Yuming.

Han Yifeng ran to Liu Zheen's side in distress to bandage her wounds.

Yu Ming, I decided to leave you, because I have to return to him, he has waited for me for a thousand years, I can't hurt him again, during the days with you, every day is like a poem, you are right, music can add to our boring life, and people's souls will be sublimated for this. Please forgive me for leaving ruthlessly, I have agreed with the Ghost Emperor that as long as I can be with Ji Cheng, even if it is annihilation, it has nothing to do with the ashes, these lyrics and songs, I don't know what I can do for you, even if I owe you something. Ruan Xiyao

Simple words, Xi Yuming's heart is extremely complicated, no matter whether she really loves someone else or not, at least, in Ruan Xiyao's heart, there will always be a Ji Cheng, in this way, it is enough.

He looked at every song and song, and his eyes were red through.

After seeing off Liu Zheen and Han Yifeng, forgetting that it was night, he watched Ruan Xiyao write songs to him over and over again.

Late at night, he immersed himself in composing lyrics and songs about Ruan Xiyao.

You've lived here for thousands of years

Wait in this barren sand

The passage of time has not peeled off your ripples

You're still covered in colorful clothes

The graceful figure is still perfectly flowing in the air

Your flying ribbon gently wraps me up

My heart dances with you

Let me believe that this is really providential

By chance, I met you

Your figure is so familiar

I'm sure I must have known you well in my previous life

will have such a familiar dance in my mind

The auspicious white clouds are still gently supporting you

You pick up the lute and play the oldest divine comedy

Lingering bits and pieces

Thousands of years of silence have been dispersed

I hope the wind and sand blow news about you

The crescent moon on the edge of the sky has never waved at me

Flying in the sky, I resolutely chase you

Your autumn water, your Dai

It casts a layer of mystery over the ancient

Let me explore your most connotative beauty

Petals scattered on the earth between the flying sleeves

I picked it up and spelled it out as my attachment to you

You fly in the air

I'll be your loyal viewer

Suddenly a long verve sounded in my ears

It turned out that you were playing the flute