The sound of the piano is long and refreshing, and the beauty of the sound is both familiar and unprecedented.
"Is it Mr. Lin's piano?" Bianxuan was slightly startled, and unknowingly slowed down his pace, gradually becoming as motionless as a person carving clay and wood sculptures.
In fact, he had heard Lin Yuqing play the piano several times. In the past, he just felt that he was worthy of being the famous Qin and chess player in the capital, and indeed had something unique about him.
But this time, the sound of the piano rarely touched the heartstrings. Just listening to it, it seemed that I could see the ups and downs of Lin Yuqing's first half of life.
The fear and uneasiness when entering Beijing, the envy when facing the prosperous scene, the gratitude when meeting noble people, even the joyful affection and unrequited love, and the current results and sorrow... When I opened my eyes again, there was still pattering all around me.
The falling rain seemed like what I had just seen and heard was just a hazy dream.
Bianxuan looked at the courtyard where the sound of the piano came from, and suddenly thought: "If Su Ziji hadn't changed, would this be his own life too?"
Suddenly, Bian Xuanwan struggled to wake up from his dream. When he came to his senses, he saw a young woman standing in the outer courtyard of Su's house, not far from the inner wall. Looking at the main courtyard, her face was full of tears and she was sobbing.
Hearing a sigh, she realized what she was doing, took a quick look at the monk who was looking at her, wiped the tears and rain off her face carelessly, and walked towards the side room.
Benxuan heard the voice of a little girl in the room: "Madam, what's wrong with you?"
Madam? This is not Su Zi’s wife. Is she a guest staying here?
Thinking that Su Ziji's wife seemed to be a young girl, Benxuan just glanced in the direction and continued walking towards the main courtyard.
The sound of the piano had stopped at this time, and there was silence in the flower hall of the main courtyard.
The young master in white clothes pressed his slender fingers on the strings and stopped.
There were three people sitting with different expressions, and they were obviously brought into a certain mood by the sound of the piano.
Ye Buhui was caught up in the memories and pain of family love.
Originally, she and Su Ziji were just entertaining guests because of their distinguished guests, but the music of the piano reminded her of her father.
Once upon a time, she lived with her father in a bookstore in Linhua County. Although her father was just an ordinary bookstore owner, he could not bring her a better life. She had never seen her mother since she could remember.
But these years of living with her father were the best and most carefree years in her memory.
Her father's health was not good and he would always cough, and later he would even cough up blood. At that time, she wished she could take his own body.
Until Su Ziji started to change, his interactions with her became closer, and she gained an extra family member.
But her father's death still dealt a huge blow to her. The kindness of tolerance and upbringing was difficult to repay, and there was nowhere to repay her.
Even though she no longer has a sad look on her face, the pain in her heart has diminished with the passage of time, gradually turning into a scar engraved in her heart. And now, in the sound of the piano, she seems to see Ye Ye from Linhua County again.
In the book shop, he saw himself laughing and scolding in the spring light with a naive look on his face, he saw Su Ziji who could only shake his head and smile helplessly as he was urging him to do so, and he saw the man standing at the door of the book shop, leaning against the door.
The figure of the slightly fat father...
When she finally opened her eyes, Ye Buhui's eyes were filled with water, and two lines of clear tears quietly flowed down her cheeks. She glanced at Su Ziji and Fang Xiaohou, who also had sad expressions on their faces.
Secretly he turned his face and wiped away his tears.
Now that she is a wife, it would be hard for her to make such a gaffe in front of guests.
Su Ziji fell into the memories of his past and present lives because of the music of the piano.
How many people are in such a situation and can carry their memories across two lives and live in different time and space?
In his previous life, he lived in a world where he once lived in an ivory tower, holding a book under his arm and walking on a tree-lined path with colorful shadows. In the distance were men and women in twos and threes. Nearby, there might be a curious big-tailed squirrel peeking out from time to time.
You can even meet one or two foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes. Time like this is gone forever and will never happen again.
Now, he can only find a way out of various conspiracies and move forward in the light of swords and shadows.
It is impossible for him to evaluate which kind of life he likes.
Because he was in the middle of the game, he had no choice.
In the final analysis, it is hard to say whether the past life was just a dream, or whether this life is still a dream.
Su Ziji thought: "The only thing I can be sure of is that no matter in the past life or this life, I am who I am."
When I wake up to the sound of the piano, half a piece of rosewood is twinkling.
"Received the loving teaching from Lin Yuqing, [Piano Art] 3000, level 5 (2600/5000), the charm is too early and cannot be improved."
"[Four Books and Five Classics] 500, level 18 (400/18000), understand the way of sincerity."
"It's incredible that I received many promotions because of one of Lin Yuqing's songs, even though I stayed vigilant and didn't fully indulge in it."
Su Ziji opened his eyes and for the first time took a serious look at the young and handsome young man in front of him who was over thirty years old.
"Although he is addicted to conspiracy, the state of Lin Yuqing's song just now has almost reached a miraculous state. If he is allowed to concentrate on the piano, he can really find a way to enter the Tao through the piano."
"It's such a pity that such a talented person is wasted."
For the first time, Su Ziji felt a trace of regret.
Although I know that this song is a coincidence, even Lin Yuqing can't play it again, but this shows that such a talent is not only unique, but also rare in an era, so amazing and stunning.
, and thus became enemies.
It's a pity and it's deplorable.
But Mr. Fang Xiaohou woke up later, and a picture appeared in front of his eyes.
Two figures, one behind the other, walked by the lake.
The figure walking in front turned around against the sunshine, smiled brightly, and waved his hand.
When he was a teenager, he ran over and laughed with her as a couple.
The water of the lake was slightly ruffled by the wind, and the laughter was low, as if the slightest raising of the voice would startle the birds that were secretly watching in the green trees by the lake.
In the afternoon, during the boring leisure time of reading, the girl's bright smile and the light pear dimples on her cheeks became his favorite scenery.
Like the wind in early spring, it carries a faint fragrance.
This is my first love, the girl I liked when I was young.
She was just a maid, taking care of food and daily life. She was a year older, and occasionally looked like a younger sister and sometimes an older sister. But in the years of youthful love, in his eyes, there was no room for any other beautiful figure besides her.
But he was only a teenager at that time and had never had his own power. If he liked it, how could he protect it?
Once discovered by her mother, the result was that she was forced to marry an outsider. When she was married off, he was detained in the courtyard and could not even get out.
Later, when she was about to leave the capital with her businessman husband and go to other places, he sneaked out and hid in a corner, watching her obediently serve her husband and get on the boat with her mother-in-law. Under the scolding of the old woman, looking back several times, it seemed that