"The millennium of reincarnation is longing, and the derivative love has not been dispersed,

The long-sleeved dance is on the long pavilion, and the tulle hides the face of the thin man,

The face is clear and the bridge is singing, and when I look back, I see the clear ripples;"

A song "Death from Sheng" gently flowed on the man's white jade-like slender hand, and also flowed on his heart, at the end of the song, the strings were broken, the people were scattered, and the piano fell.

The man was only about twenty years old, dressed in white and snowy, with fluttering clothes and belts, and his sad face seemed to be incomprehensible. He stroked the piano in his hand almost fascinated, and gently called out to the person in his heart.

"Ah Sheng, this acacia piano is the only gift you gave me, now even it is broken, will you never forgive me, I really did something wrong, right? Obviously I am just for you, Ah Sheng, do you remember this song, your favorite, right, I will play it to you, if you return to me, I will cherish your ......"

The passing years in my memory have always been only landscapes, and those who pass by have become passers-by, always stopping, and no longer remember.

At that time, she was ten years old and he was thirteen years old, and she chased him and called him 'Brother Ah Li', what a beautiful day it was, but it was a pity that he ruined it with his own hands. He held his head and kept shaking, "Ah Sheng, I'm sorry." ”

"Brother Ah Li, you tell me, it's not like this, it's not like this, right, no, it wasn't you who did it, it's someone else, Brother Ah Li, can you say something, you speak, Ah ......" The woman burst into tears and trembled, her hand gently touched the man's cheek, "Brother Ah Li, tell me, okay?"

The man's eyes began to darken, and he slowly lowered his head, "Ah Sheng, I'm sorry ......" A thousand words only turned into this one sentence, Yun Shengduo understood everything, it was him Pu Yangli, her favorite man Yun Shengduo, the most trusted person, who betrayed her.

"Brother Ah Li, it would be nice if it weren't for you," she slowly printed her lips on the corner of his forehead, "This is the last time I kiss you, Pu Yang Li, my Yun family and Puyang family are world friends, why is this, I, Yun Shengduo, will break off with you from now on, I want to come back to ask for your life, this revenge will not be avenged, and I will not die." The tears in the corners of the woman's eyes merged with the blood, and disappeared into the air with the woman.

Pu Yangli realized that this time she really lost her, and forever, she said to herself, she broke off her righteousness, she still wants to take revenge, "never die, never die, never die......" seems to have fallen into an endless cycle and has been unable to get rid of.

His head hurts so much, it hurts, it seems that Ah Sheng came to him to ask for his life, did he really do something wrong, why did he feel that he was not wrong?

"Pu Yangli, wake up, your piano is broken, isn't this your favorite piano, you don't want me to throw it away, wake up, wake up." "The one who spoke to Pu Yangli was his best friend, Mo Qu, Mo Jia's grandson, who was a restless person who witnessed the love-hate relationship between him and Yun Shengduo. It was also he who accompanied Pu Yangli after Yun Shengduo left.

"Throw it away. Pu Yangli opened his eyes, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he patted the dust on his body and stood up, then said such a sentence with an expressionless face, and slowly walked away.

"Ah Li, don't go, you really don't want it, then I'll throw it away, this is what Ah Sheng left to you, at least keep your past." Mo Qu was a little helpless, he didn't know whether it was Pu Yangli or Yun Shengduo's ruthlessness.

He has been with Pu Yangli for many days, since he saw a figure similar to Yun Shengduo on the street, Pu Yangli does not eat or drink, his soul does not guard, he guards the piano every day, and now the string is broken, and the piano is gone, Moqu is very worried about him.

When he picked up the piano, Pu Yangli disappeared again. That's it, why should I bother with him, just keep it well, and when he wants it one day, I will take it and return it to him. Moqu thought so.

(End of chapter)

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