In the room, the sound of the piano fills the beams.
Outside the house, the sound of flute is free and easy.
This was the feeling Chu Qingge wanted, and it was also the relaxed, happy and completely stress-free feeling she had when she was with Long Qian.
But how could the person outside the house be Long Qian?
At the end of the song, her long fingers fell on the keys and stopped.
The man outside seemed to realize that he had disturbed her. He hurriedly put away his long flute and left quickly.
In the room, Chu Qingge said calmly: "Since you are here, let's come in and have a chat."
Mu Bai squeezed his long flute tightly and hesitated for a while before turning back and entering the door.
"Sorry, I just heard the sound of the piano, and I couldn't hold it back on a whim."
But he knew that when she was playing the piano just now, she was in an indescribably happy mood, as if she was thinking of something happy.
It was him who interrupted.
Chu Qingge didn't look at him, her long fingers were still slowly tracing over the keys.
"I once had a friend who, on a whim, merged the structures of the piano and the guzheng, and that's how we got that weird guzheng."
"The sound played by the piano is like the sound of a piano, but also like the strings of a guzheng. Although they are different, it sounds indescribably good."
She lowered her eyes and looked at the piano in front of her. Suddenly, she couldn't help but smile slightly.
"The sound is very similar to the one you built, almost the same."
Mu Bai's heart was shocked.
He had no idea what the sound should be coming from the strange-looking piano in the painting.
He could only frame the strings of the guqin in it based on his understanding of the musical instrument's tune.
Let each key be pressed to produce a tone.
That tone was created by slowly matching it one string at a time.
It would be a surprise if the piano could produce the same sound as the one she used before. www.yshuge.
Chu Qingge glanced sideways at him: "Did the sound of my piano wake you up?"
"Yeah." He nodded.
"Tie Mian said that once you fall asleep, you can't wake up no matter what, you can only wake up naturally?" She raised her eyebrows.
But Mu Bai didn't have the slightest impression of this: "I don't know."
It seemed that the sound of her piano was still too noisy, even louder than Tie Mian's voice calling him personally.
She couldn't help but smile again.
After laughing, I felt a little bit sad.
"Have I ever told you that if we are friends, you will always be the most suitable person?"
Not a lover, not a husband, but a friend and a confidant.
Mu Bai pursed his lips and said after a while: "You never told me."
These words actually have a bit of resentment in them.
If she really thought so, why did she never want to tell him?
Qingge's eyes retracted, and her long fingers slowly jumped over the keys: "I ruined your mother like this, do you really not hate me at all?"
Mu Bai frowned slightly, as if thinking.
After a while, he said: "Actually, I have somewhat forgotten what my mother looks like now."
"..." Being possessed by him, he really only picked and remembered the things he liked.
No wonder he asked her during breakfast what the King of Northern Qin had discussed with them last night.
It seems that he really has no interest in government affairs.
Not interested at all.
"Then what do you remember?" she asked.
Mu Bai thought her question was a bit strange: "I remember everything."
"Remember how we met?" She raised her eyebrows.
Mu Bai was stunned for a moment, but felt a little uncomfortable: "I... took you captive, and you took the initiative to hug me, trying to seduce me again and again."
"Ahem!" Chu Qingge almost choked to death, "Am I seducing you?"
