Yuan Yiyi did a few simple stretching movements, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his smooth skin.

The sun is bright and gentle, the breeze is gentle, and the two bamboo shoots by the door grow tender green leaves.

Yuan Yiyi sat on the blanket one by one, soaking up the sun, enjoying the silence and warmth above the attic.

I don't know how long it has been, but the chirping of blue birds sounded in the nearby bamboo forest.

Among the green foliage, you can occasionally see colorful soft feathers, jumping up and down among the bamboo trees.

The sound of chirping, the notes and the notes, there is no connection, but it sounds quite pleasant and loud.

Yuan Yi thought of the friend he had just met in the bamboo forest, and he didn't know if he was in the pavilion today, playing the guqin with his eyebrows lowered.

Yuan Yiyi cautiously went downstairs and found that Si Di had not come back yet, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After examining the clothes on his body, he found that there were no stains and that his clothes were neat, so he walked towards the pavilion.

Walking to the door, the sunlight shrouded his entire face, and a worried look appeared in his mind, Yuan Yiyi stopped his pace and returned to the room.

Yuan Yiyi chose the brush used in Si Di's teaching, and wrote word by word on the paper.

The sun is creeping up little by little, and the sky is bright, from the cool early morning to the blazing noon.

Just a few words, Yuan Yiyi wrote for most of the day because he was not familiar with it.

Yuan Yiyi remembered that Si Di said that he couldn't scribble, so he carefully wrote every stroke and didn't dare to smear it at will.

If the strokes are incorrect, Yuan Yiyi will clump the rice paper into a ball and put it in the drawer of the division.

Continue to hold the new rice paper and carefully draw the meaning in your heart.

Looking at the twisted black marks on the paper, Yuan Yiyi nodded lightly with satisfaction, closed the door and window, left with confidence, and walked towards the pavilion.

The air was unconsciously stuffy, and Yuan Yiyi covered his sleeves above his head, stepped on the pebbles in circles and circles, and walked into the pavilion.

The wingspan of the pavilion is wide and wide, blocking the direct sunlight, and the pavilion is full of coolness and seclusion.

Yuan Yiyi sat in the pavilion for a long time, and he hadn't seen the figure of the male wolf demon that day.

Yuan Yiyi was a little anxious, and he didn't know if Si Di would be angry when he returned to the attic and found that she had gone out without permission.

Yuan Yiyi gritted his teeth, sat for a while, looked around, and still didn't find any monsters.

Yuan Yiyi looked at the bushes one by one, his mood became quiet and elegant, and he breathed deeply, the air was cool with a hint of earth and shrubs.

Perhaps, yesterday did not come, and the friend has been disappointed.

Perhaps, friends don't insist on coming to the gazebo every day.

I won't leave the wolf demon clan for a while, so it's better to visit another day.

After thinking about it, Yuan Yi relaxed his mind, brushed the corners of his skirt, and was about to get up and leave.

A handsome male wolf demon with a long body and a warm aura slowly walked out of the bushes.

The male wolf demon was dressed in a navy blue wide-sleeved robe, and wore a dark green jade around his waist.

There is an eagle with wings soaring on its chest, and the eagle's claws are clinging to the chest of the male wolf demon, lifelike, with a faint momentum.

When the male wolf demon saw the figure of the plant demon in the pavilion, there was surprise and a little surprise in his eyes.

The male wolf demon's tone was calm, with a touch of familiarity and intimacy.

"It's you, why didn't you come yesterday?"

The male wolf demon has a warm sense of intimacy, which makes me can't help but tell my true situation.

"Yesterday, yesterday I drank tea with Si Di and practiced calligraphy, so I didn't come over. ”

Hearing me mention Sidi's name, the male wolf demon was shocked, and there was even a cold storm sweeping in his eyes.

I rubbed my eyes and looked towards the male wolf demon, where there was a trace of anger in the male wolf demon's eyes.

It seems that I am too careful, how can the male wolf demon be so gentle and have such cold and terrifying eyes.

"yes, I see. Even though we're friends, you don't need to come to see me every day, I don't feel lonely. ”

The male wolf demon quickly raised a warm smile, his voice was faint, and there was a slight grievance in his tone, he glanced at it slightly, held the guqin, and sat on the bench opposite me.

The male wolf demon's weak expression made my heart move slightly, and the sympathy that overflowed in my heart was all aroused, gushing endlessly.

Come to think of it, the male wolf demon playing the guqin in this ancient pavilion will always be a little lonely.

One more audience is actually a very important thing for him.

I slowed my voice and said with a light and gentle respect.

"You must be bored playing the piano by yourself. Since we are friends, I will visit you often. ”

The male wolf demon is holding the guqin, sitting on the front, with a warm and jade-like temperament, and the simple and low-key guqin, matching each other, like a beautiful picture without any defects.

Hearing my answer, the smile on the male wolf demon's face became more and more obvious, and there seemed to be a moving streamer in his eyes, flickering slightly, and his voice unconsciously became brisk.

"Well, I remember that. ”

I nodded heavily, with a happy look on my face.

"Hee-hee, it's good that I have new friends. ”

The sun falls on the bushes, exuding a rich verdant and enchanting.

The sound of the guqin, which bends and stretches along the cobblestone road, is like raindrops, falling into the air, like a pearl, sometimes flowing with a bang, sometimes with a clattering light.

The male wolf demon lowered his head and gently flicked the guqin in his hand, and the two white jade palms jumped happily on the strings.

The male monster who plays the guqin is very special, like a bird flying freely in the sky, exuding a free and light temperament.

The sound of the piano is sometimes low and whimpering, like a sleepy-eyed tiger walking leisurely out of the forest, every step is steady and neat, holding its breath, step by step close to the gurgling riverbank.

The music is sometimes high and melodious, like a leopard galloping on the grassland, persistently chasing its prey, and finally mercilessly dismantling and swallowing it.

I listened to the beautiful guqin music, and I was very happy and comfortable, and my face naturally had a look of enjoyment and appreciation.

The male wolf demon is no longer strange when he first met, and when he occasionally played the guqin, he raised his head slightly and smiled faintly at me, that warm and unique smile, like grass growing in the forest, tough and casual.

I also quietly looked at the male wolf demon, sighing at his skillful piano skills, and at the same time rejoicing in the beautiful music.

When a song is played by a monster, it must be listened to by the monster to bring out its unique beauty.

The dark green eyes of the male wolf demon looked intently at the guqin in his hand.

It seems that what he is holding is not a simple guqin, but a lover who accompanies him through every sunny and stormy weather.

The silent love flows between the male wolf demon and the guqin.

The elegant and beautiful music adds new charm to the quiet bamboo forest.

A few blue birds stopped between the bamboo leaves, not noisy or noisy, quietly listening to the beautiful music of the male wolf demon.

The male wolf demon was dressed in a dark blue robe, swaying slightly with the breeze, with a lonely and elegant temperament.

The flowing notes, in the weaving of the hands of the male wolf demon, coordinate different rhythms and tunes, with different meanings and emotions.

The music slid on the fingertips of the male wolf demon, and a slanting ray of sunlight fell from the eaves of the pavilion, through the transparent air, and gently brushed the strings hidden in the shadows.

Everything is quiet and beautiful, intoxicating, I dare not speak at will, for fear of disturbing the elegant interest of the male wolf demon.

My mood kept surging with the tune, then stagnating, and then converging again.

Sometimes the sorrowful heart, sometimes the cheerful nostalgia, and more often the natural warmth and sweetness.