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Is it true or a dream

"Okay, but I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with you." Jiang Nan whispered, "What's more, your belly..."

Mu Chu and Wuming had been holding back what Jiang Nan said for a long time.

You can just let her make trouble, but if she is playing with drums with such a big belly, does she think she is playing with mud?

"It's okay, we can take it slowly at the beginning, just play with your own ideas."

Jiangnan seemed to be unresisting to play the piano with them, and Qiqi immediately became excited, not caring about the two who were casting disagreeable eyes.

Before Jiangnan could react, Qiqi knocked on it with a "bangdong".

Dongdongda... Dongdongda...

Mu Chu, holding the saxophone, tightened his fingertips slightly, and his eyes kept falling on Qiqi's belly.

As soon as she moved, his heart trembled. He wanted to go over and grab the things in her hand several times, not allowing her to make trouble again.

However, when Jiangnan saw the slightly frowning of his eyebrows due to the sound of Qiqi drums, he took the steps back.

At this time, interrupt her and turn around, this girl will definitely scold him.

Fortunately, seeing that she was still very angry and looked good, and she didn't feel tired at all, he felt relieved and started to play like Wuming.

Wuming glanced at him indifferently, just pretending that he couldn't see it.

What made him dance the sword and treat him as a monkey?

Prince Nan couldn't see it, why bother?

The unknown hero was unwilling to perform. Not to mention Mu Chu, even Qiqi had no choice but to let him go.

Originally, Qiqi just played his own voice casually, but unexpectedly, after a moment, the tone of the saxophone and the drums slowly merged together.

The two musical sounds became louder and louder, and the moving rhythms made everyone present feel surging, and almost forgot all the displeasure in their hearts.

A poem "Loyalty to the country" has already blurted out.

...

The wolf smoke rises and looks northward.

The dragon rises and the horse is neighing, and the sword is as bright as frost.

The heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River.

Who can resist in the past twenty years?

...

Mingke and Yaya also let go of their voices since when they started and sang along with Qiqi's rhythm.

...

Horse hooves go south and people look north.

Looking north at the grass, the yellow dust is flying.

I am willing to defend my territory and open my borders again.

The great country wants to let all sides congratulate.

...

Suddenly, a powerful sound of piano came, and everyone was shocked and couldn't help but look over.

Seeing the scene in front of me, listening to the heart-shaking sound of the piano, Qiqi's heart trembled, and even his fingertips trembled.

It was the senior brother, and it seemed that in just a moment, he actually found that strength!

The string sounds are exciting, and the strings overflow with the touching tone as they wander with the slender jade fingers. Each stroke is like a powerful force, instantly seeping into everyone's heart.

Jiang Nan didn't know what he was playing, but with the familiar feeling, he accidentally played it out.

A strange picture flashed in my mind, and everyone was drinking and singing together, as if there was a girl who was very important to them.

Is it so similar to what I feel now? Is it my imagination or a memory hidden by me?

The sound of piano, drums, the sound of saxophone, and the girl's every frown, smile, and every move.

Very familiar, very pleasant, and very excited...

Even he himself didn't know that the fingertips were flying, and a trace of internal force drove the sound of the piano and kept swinging.

As the senior brother's more and more excited piano sound overflowed, Qiqi certainly was not willing to be outdone and beat him even more vigorously.

The tone of the Sacas wind is also increasing, and a group of people play the moving string rhythm that is rare in the world on the lake and in the pavilion.

The music of nature soon attracted a group of people from the Emperor Garden. Even though they could only watch from a distance, the scene under the pavilion was enough for them to recall for half their lives.

Beautiful sound, beautiful person...

There was also a handsome and unnamed hero dancing swords beside him. The scenery on this side was like a heavenly realm.

Wuming, who was disdainful of all this, was infected by this melody and broke a green branch and danced in the corridor outside the pavilion.

Strong, powerful, and as strong as a dragon, how many times can you see this skill in the world?

Everyone's heart is full of passion, no worries, only a yearning for a better life.

The lotus flowers in the lake stood straight and swayed in the wind, as if they were going to play this moving song of nature together.

The flowers and plants around are also brighter, green and very cute.

Everything in the world is completely alive!

...

...A song dissipated, the wine was gone, the people were gone, and the laughter was gone.

Jiang Nan suddenly felt as if his body was suddenly exhausted, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Is the scene just now a real memory or just a dream?

Why do I always feel that if I play it again, he can see everything in front of me and see the girl clearly?

Little, thin, who is that girl?

Are there other friends or relatives?

Why did the feeling at that time be so beautiful? So familiar?

Qiqi looked at him in a flash. She didn't know whether the senior brother had thought of something, and she didn't want to interrupt his thinking.

I just felt that his thoughts were a little confused and his breathing became rapid, as if he really thought of some past experiences.

Slowly, she saw a different luster in his eyes.

Finally, a pleasant breath bloomed on his face.

Qiqi's heart also became happy, and the senior brother was laughing, at least he was laughing in his heart.

Mu Chu's mood is also beautiful. It turns out that time can really erase some things. Those who are unhappy should not be kept all the time. If you want to, keep them, keep them happy.

What happened back then is still vivid in my mind, but now my mood is clear, and I only see every beautiful clip of Qiqi.

Eat all the delicious foods in the world and see all the beautiful scenery in the world.

There is no more war, no more abandonment, no pain, no sadness...

Everything in front of you is the most real, no matter whether you are Murong Qiqi or Mu Qiqi, no matter whether you remember everything about us or not, at least, now I can be by your side and watch you live happily.

If you can't remember me, I will always stand behind you, forever, forever...

The unknown hero looked at Qiqi with a tender face, with no expression on his face, but it made people feel that he is now in a bright and satisfied mood.

He saw the seriousness she was when she first helped him heal him. Even though he fell asleep, his little hands were still rubbing his injured chest.

And the naughty little thing she was when she got paid to him, she was real and unpretentious.

When she learned light skills from him, she was so weak at that time, she didn't know anything, and she walked surprisingly slowly.

He had to stop by himself every time, but when he saw her trying hard to catch up, his face as big as a palm, his heart was happy.

It seemed that everyone was immersed in their memories, and the backyard was surprisingly quiet.
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