The night is deep in the lonely grave, and a song of mourning is also a voice. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The night breeze is dashing, and people are doing flute. Accompanied by the sea, rolling tides. Who is the listener?

The beauty blows the flute under the moon, and the beautiful eyes look at the end of the sea. The end of the world is endless, and the endless lovesickness turns into a thousand waves. Thousands of waves are rolling in, come and play with the beauty. The beauty is like the moon at this time, and Xiao is a good night at this moment!

At this moment, when using affection, who knows? The beautiful scenery can be negative for the time being, but not the lovesickness! Lovesickness is so bitter, and it is so difficult to meet. If you know it early, it's better not to know each other.

knows that falling in love with him hurts, but if you don't love him, you will break your bowels.

Tears were light, and the lips were wounded. Suddenly, I unexpectedly felt that a black shadow behind me was quietly coming at this moment. Inexplicable sensing, not knowing it. Yuwen Wanyue put down the white flute and put away her mournful eyes.

"Why stop?" said the Dark Shadow.

Yuwen Wanyue said, "Because you're here!"

Although the night is dim and unclear, it is difficult to see the whole line, but the heart knows that the person who comes is Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi said: "Then I shouldn't come." ”

"But you're already here, just in time to talk to me. Yuwen Wanyue said.

"Okay. While speaking, Zhou Yi was already sitting in the sand, not caring about it.

Yuwen Wanyue's eyes glanced downward, and then retracted for a moment. A trace of affection in my heart was put down and sat side by side. Let the sea breeze blow on your face, and let the waves invade your eyes.

The sea and the moon meet in the night. People, invariably.

"Once upon a time, I longed for the sea. Now, the sea is right in front of you. Why is my heart not rejoicing much? Yuwen Wanyue looked at Kaido.

Zhou Yi also looked at Haidao, "From the past to the present, the sea has not changed, what has changed is your feelings." What is out of reach is always imaginative, and what is close in front of you is always clear at a glance without suspense. ”

Yuwen Wanyue turned to Zhou Yi and said, "But why haven't my feelings for you changed!"

Zhou Yi didn't speak, just sat silently. Long sandy beach, but benches for two.

After a little silence, Zhou Yi broke the silence, "Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." I have seen the sea, and I will not forget it. ”

Looking at the night sky, Zhou Yi actually saw his long-lost face, and Zhou Yi thought of Phoenix. When you meet it, you have already decided to grow old with it. I want to tell that I already have a family in my heart.

Yuwen Wanyue naturally understood, and snorted lightly, "You should tell me that the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore." But you don't know how bitter people are in the sea of suffering. ”

Zhou Yidao "The scenery of the world is more than the sea, why stick to one place." ”

Yuwen Wanyue suddenly stood up and said, "It's a pity that I only know that I have no regrets, and I can't learn half-heartedly." I only hate, she was born before me. I always heard that you composed music for her, and whether you can compose a song for me today only became a knot in my heart. ”

Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Borrow your flute and use it." ”

Blow the flute to the sea, and the sound waves hit the shore. The sound of the flute on the shore is the tide of the sea of people.

Yuwen Wanyue asked, "What is the name of this song?"

"Once in the sea. Zhou Yi said.

Yuwen Wanyue asked again, "Whose past, whose sea?"

"This song, for you. Of course, it's your past, your sea. Zhou Yi said.

"I used to be you, and so was you. Yuwen Wanyue said.

Zhou Yi didn't answer, but handed the Xiao out, "Give it back to you." ”

Carefully took the flute, as if feeling the residual temperature. The sea has become the past, leaving only memories.

Recalling the current flute, the sound of the flute has been far away, and the sorrow is out of tune. Remembering tonight, I want to come to mourn tonight, and I will break my eyebrows. How much love, for a lonely one.

"Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi. As the call approached, Yun Baixiao gradually appeared.

"What?" Zhou Yi asked.

When Yuwen Wanyue saw Yun Bai coming, she was embarrassed for a while and turned away. Yun Baixiao glanced at Yuwen Wanyue and joked, "No wonder the two of them are gone, it turns out that they are here for a tryst." ”

When Zhou Yi heard this, he suddenly became angry, and said, "Hugh is going to talk nonsense!"

Seeing Zhou Yi like this, Yun Bai hurriedly said, "Okay, okay." Don't say, don't say. The one who really wants to have a tryst with you is here. ”

"What?" Zhou Yi said inexplicably.

"You'll know when you go. Yuwen Wanyue said.

Three figures that are not parallel walk forward without saying a word. Yun Baixiao was eagerly in front, Zhou Yi was calm, and Yuwen Wanyue was at the end. Following in the footsteps of Zhou Yi, stepping on the same footprint, enjoying himself.

The bonfire was lit up and could be seen from afar. But I saw that Li Konghou was not only there, but also a woman. When Zhou Yi saw it, the feeling of familiarity came like a wave. In my heart, the feeling of tension is surging. You can't be wrong, it's silver wire. It's the maid of the phoenix, the silver thread.

When Yinsi saw Zhou Yilai, she first said "Mr. Yi!"

Zhou Yi didn't speak, darkened his steps, and looked silent. Looking at the delicate phoenix boat leaning on the seaside, I don't know what it tastes like. knows that it is her inside, knows that it is her in the heart, why is there no joy at this moment. At this moment, the sea breeze is light. It tickled people's green silk and dialed people's minds.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was speechless for a long time, Yinsi reminded forward, "Miss is waiting for Mr."

"Oh, got it. Zhou Yi said, still looking at the phoenix boat, and did not move for a long time. I miss her, but I dare not see her.

"Mr. Yi, what's wrong?" Yuwen Wanyue said coldly.

Zhou Yi came back to his senses, "Huh?" glanced at her in a blink of an eye, but it seemed to have found help. He moved towards the boat. got on the boat and lifted the curtains. Enter with the wind and blow the people within.

Seeing this, Phoenix Er hurriedly hugged Zhou Yi forward, and shouted "Zhou Lang!" This sound was like a spell that fixed people, and Zhou Yi was frozen for a while.

"Are you happy to see me?" Phoenix looked at Zhou Yi infatuatedly, and her eyes revealed incomparable resentment. The eyes are secluded, the eyelashes are like a bar, and the deep grievances are not pity?

Zhou Yi broke away from her embrace, took a step back and said, "Why are you here?"

"You can't come to see me, so I'll come to see you. I thought you'd be happy, but I didn't expect you to not. Phoenix said.

Zhou Yi said, "I, I don't know. You, will come. ”

A few words, intermittently. There are only two people, and it is difficult to speak.

Phoenix turned around and said sadly, "It turns out that time can really kill each other's tacit understanding." I have a thousand words, but you have nothing to say. ”

"Time has changed, and it takes time to get used to it. Give me a little time to get used to who you are now. I, knowing you is not enough. Zhou Yi said.

"No matter what my identity was before, now, I am a phoenix." And it is precisely because of you that you have the name of Phoenix. As long as Zhou Lang remains the same, Phoenix will not change. Promise me not to change, okay?"

"Good. Zhou Yi said.

Outside the boat, Li Konghou and Yun Baixiao chatted around the bonfire, and Yinsi stood not far from the boat waiting. Only Yuwen Wanyue kept looking at the boat, looking. The boat, out of the water, could not work. At this moment, Yuwen Wanyue is like a boat out of the water, stuck and helpless. The waves come and go, and the waves beat the heart. This merciless sea, when will it be able to rest, and this piece of calm will be restored.

The tears of the mermaids condense the bitterness of the sea. The grains of sand are light, and the sorrow is innumerable.