Chapter 581 Play another song and wait for your return!
The ground is covered with fallen flowers, and the ground is covered with white snow. It has been seven days since Ouyang Qin passed away. People say that the seventh day is the first seven days of the person who has gone away. The sky is gray, and silver has fallen all over the ground. By the ice lake
Above, Ouyang Mingyue, dressed in white, standing quietly in the white snow, complementing the white snow in the sky.
Let the white snow fall, and then decorate the hem of her white skirt. The swollen belly made Ouyang Mingyue's already charming figure become more coquettish. Coupled with the loneliness and sadness on her body, it made her
The falling flowers all over the sky couldn't help but cry with her.
"Qin'er, will you show up tonight? On the blue planet called Earth where I lived in my previous life, people said that when a person dies, there will be the first seven. That is the last time after a person dies.
She stayed in the place where she originally lived and returned to the place she missed the most to see.
So, Qin'er, you will come back too, right? Oh, by the way, the baby in your belly is already more than nine months old, almost. It was originally promised that after the baby is born, you must recognize these two
A little baby, let them worship you as their godmother, but now, you are so sleepy and unwilling to wake up.
Babies are actually very sad, did you know? Your snoozing makes many people cry with you. Qin'er, for the sake of the baby, don't you want to wake up?" Ouyang Mingyue stroked her high breasts
With her bulging belly, she quietly looked at the ice lake and whispered to Ouyang Qin who had sunk to the bottom of the lake.
She believed that Ouyang Qin could definitely hear it.
Xuan Mingxuan held a paper umbrella in his hand and stepped on the white snow. He walked gently to Ouyang Mingyue and covered her with the falling white snow. He just listened to Ouyang Mingyue telling Ouyang Qin about these days.
It tells everything that happened, how An Jin cheered up, which makes people feel distressed; it tells how Ouyang Yi has become sensible and strong these days, and how he is about to become a father; it tells about her apprentice, Lan Lan.
The family is run in such an orderly manner, and her apprentice has lived up to her expectations.
"I still remember that you like to listen to me play the pop songs that I loved listening to the most in my previous life. Qin'er, I don't know if I will have the opportunity to play for you alone in the future. Just let me
This song will always be by your side and relieve you of the isolation and loneliness of traveling alone." Ouyang Mingyue said with sadness, but tears once again flowed down inadvertently.
Sitting on the edge of the ice lake, his hands touched the strings of the Ouyang Qin that Xuan Mingxuan brought in front of him. His fingertips plucked the strings, revealing the melodious and long sound of the piano.
A hint of sadness resounded throughout the sky, spreading through the white snow into the distance.
"The plate of fallen leaves is like a sky full of tears, which has precipitated someone's thoughts. The world is far away, why are the legendary poems so lingering? In the blink of an eye, I am nostalgic. I just want to kiss your face. In the blink of an eye, life and death are all over the place.
Dream back. The sky is long, the earth is long, look at me flying flowers with sleeves full of flowers. The mountains are heavy, the water is long, don't wait for leisure, travel in the world..."
"Qin'er, is this song nice? Will you still surround me and listen quietly like before?" Along with the melodious and melodious sound of the piano, Ouyang Mingyue's melodious voice also
The white snow rippled. As the snowflakes in the sky merged with the song that made people feel sad from the bottom of their hearts, Ouyang Mingyue couldn't help but look at the motionless person immersed at the bottom of the lake, quietly.
asked in his heart.
"Qin'er, this song will fly to your side with layers of my thoughts. In the future, if you are lonely, you will hear this song, so that you will not feel lonely." The melody.
In the constant circling, Ouyang Mingyue sang and said from the bottom of his heart with tears all over his face.
"The songs of my hometown are like the falling glass, who's piano and sword are broken. The purple roads are criss-crossing, the reincarnation between holding hands, entwining the love of the past. Thousands of tears, who is drunk, lovesickness, asking whether they will return. Stained with frost, sighing
Zhuyan, floating clouds test the world. Kunlun lays a memorial ceremony, looks far away, and sings a song to worship the sky. Destiny in this life, meet in the next life, in heaven and earth. Dreams of the past, no trace of memory, how to seek in the sky of nine flowers. Come and go in a hurry, people from all over the world
Leaning on the mulberry field. The wind of the sword, the resentment of the rivers and lakes, the flowers are blooming and withering, and the flowers are all over the sky. As the saying goes, if the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old, and the sky will also grow old!"
"Standing by the Naihe Bridge, don't forget to drink the Meng Po soup. You said you will come back to me in the next life. You can't break your promise. You can't break your promise."
I took back the piano, but the song seemed to have been surrounding the ice lake and never dispersed for a long time. It seemed that it wanted to stay here to replace Ouyang Mingyue, replace Dark Gold, replace Ouyang Yi, and replace all of them.
The people here will always be with Ouyang Qin, forever.
"The plate of fallen leaves is like a sky full of tears, which has precipitated someone's thoughts. The world is far away, why are the legendary poems so lingering? In the blink of an eye, I am nostalgic. I just want to kiss your face. In the blink of an eye, life and death are all over the place.
Dream back. The sky is long and the earth is long. Look at me flying flowers with sleeves full of flowers. The mountains are heavy and the water is long. Don’t wait and travel in the world.
The song of hometown is like the falling glass, whose piano and sword are broken. The purple road is criss-cross, the reincarnation between holding hands, entwining the love in the past. Thousands of tears, who is drunk, lovesickness and asks whether they will return. Dyeed with frost and flowers, sighing with red
Yan, floating clouds test the world. Kunlun lays a memorial ceremony, looks far away, and sings a song of the konghou to worship the sky. Destiny in this life, meet in the next life, in heaven and earth. Dreams of the past, no trace of memories, how to seek in the sky of nine flowers. Come and go in a hurry, people from all over the sea rely on it
In the mulberry field, the wind of the sword, the resentment of the rivers and lakes, the flowers bloom and fade, and the sky is filled with flowers. As the saying goes, if the sky has feelings, the sky will also grow old, and the sky will also grow old!"
"We are destined to meet you in the next life. Qin'er, I'm waiting for your return." Ouyang Mingyue stood on the edge of the ice lake, looking at the frozen lake, and said quietly. As soon as the words fell, the whole place was bustling and covered with snow.
, the fallen flowers flew with the wind, dancing and circling with the song that never dissipated.
Xuan Mingxuan hugged Ouyang Mingyue, turned around, and disappeared into the white snow, leaving behind a lake full of fallen flowers and a lake full of sad piano strings.
"The plate of fallen leaves is like a sky full of tears, which has precipitated someone's thoughts. The world is far away, why are the legendary poems so lingering? In the blink of an eye, I am nostalgic. I just want to kiss your face. In the blink of an eye, life and death are all over the place.
Dream back. The sky is long and the earth is long. Look at me flying flowers with sleeves full of flowers. The mountains are heavy and the water is long. Don’t wait and travel in the world.
The song of hometown is like the falling glass, whose piano and sword are broken. The purple road is criss-cross, the reincarnation between holding hands, entwining the love in the past. Thousands of tears, who is drunk, lovesickness asks whether they will return. Dyeed with frost and flowers, sighing with red
Yan, floating clouds test the world. Kunlun lays a memorial ceremony, looks far away, and sings a song to worship the sky. Destiny in this life, meet in the next life, in heaven and earth. Dreams of the past, no trace of memory, how to seek in the sky of nine flowers. Come and go in a hurry, people from all over the sea rely on it
Mulberry field. The wind of the sword, the resentment of the rivers and lakes, the flowers bloom and fade, and the sky is filled with flowers. As the saying goes, if the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old, and the sky will also grow old...!"