Snowflakes fell all over the ground, and the sound of the piano stopped.
Holding down the strings, Ye Chen looked at the lonely tombstone without making a sound for a long time.
His left hand reached out from his sleeve, and Mu Chen's fingertips gently slid over the tombstone. In an instant, dust flew up. When his fingertips touched down, blooming lilac flowers emerged on the tombstone, and
Mu Chen's eyes were always looking at the tombstone blankly, and he murmured in a deep voice: "Today is the lady's birthday, her twentieth birthday. At that time, she said that when she was twenty, she would lie on the bed of lilac flowers.
In the sea of flowers!”
Mu Chen's voice was slightly hoarse. Hearing this, Ye Chen's body trembled, his eyes slightly raised, looking at the white sky.
The cold wind was still roaring, and the lone pear tree in the courtyard was blown to and fro, and frost was scattered all over the ground.
The falling snowflakes slowly gathered together, and the snowflakes on the skyline seemed to form a beautiful shadow. Ye Chen looked at the sky so calmly, and a beautiful shadow appeared in front of his eyes.
Tears of love dripped from the corners of Mu Chen's eyes. Before the tears fell, they turned into ice crystals and scattered all over the floor. When the ice crystals fell to the ground, a ding-dong-ding-dong sound followed.
Holding the sword in his right hand, Mu Chen stared blankly ahead, his body instinctively continuing the movement, drawing out and sheathing the sword, causing the wind of the sword to stir up ripples of snowflakes.
Sighing softly, Ye Chen was also full of melancholy at this moment. Although the woman left, she always left a shadow in his heart that could not be shaken off or erased.
Taking out a white porcelain pot from his pocket with his left hand, Ye Chen looked up to the sky and drank several sips while plucking the strings of the piano at will with his right hand.
Bang! The white wine bottle slipped from his hand, and his slender hands fell on the silver string again. Thousands of thoughts were buried in his fingertips. His eyes were closed tightly. Ye Chen couldn't help but think of a hillside full of lilacs.
A beautiful shadow stood on the hillside. Inadvertently, Ye Chen's hands plucked the silver strings like running water, and the sound of the piano slanted down and drifted out like running water.
Under the intoxicating gaze of the second dream, Ye Chen's lips trembled slightly, and his hoarse voice floated out, hovering over the courtyard.
"You said you love lilac the most, because it is your name. What a melancholy flower, a sentimental person! When the flowers wither, when the picture freezes, what a delicate flower...
That grave full of flowers is the beauty you long for!
Look at the mountains and plains
Do you still feel lonely?" The song was hoarse, but it made people intoxicated. Mu Chen also stopped swinging his sword and looked at the tombstone with empty eyes.
A few moments later, the singing gradually died down, and the sound of the piano was drowned by the roar of the cold wind. Ye Chen's waving hands also stopped, and he looked at the tombstone with complicated eyes.
The second dream was still immersed in the sound of Ye Chen's piano and singing. Her eyes seemed to be filled with a hillside full of lilacs and a lonely tombstone on the hillside.
After standing up and placing the guqin on the stand in front of Ermeng, Ye Chen took out two jars of wine from the Qilin Ring and handed them directly to Mu Chen.
Taking the wine jar, Mu Chen put his nose close to the mouth of the jar and smelled a strong aroma of wine. He opened the jar and poured it into his mouth without saying anything.
The ancients said that one can relieve one's sorrows with wine. Ye Chen also said nothing, patted the wine jar away, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.
True Qi emerged from the palms of their hands, and white Qi emerged from the mouth of the altar, followed by an extremely strong aroma of wine.
"I want to drink too!" A gentle voice floated out of Ermeng's mouth, and Ermeng's clear eyes stared closely at the wine jar in Ye Chen's hand, his eyes shining brightly.
In response, Ye Chen glared at Ermeng fiercely, gently scratched Ermeng's nose with his left hand, and said in an old manner: "What are you drinking, you little brat!"
Being stared at by Ye Chen, Er Meng stared at Ye Chen without fear and said with great disbelief: "Teacher, aren't you a little brat yourself!"
In response to this, Ye Chen was speechless for a while. What they said was true, but he couldn't explain it. Ye Chen didn't bother to pay attention and looked up to the sky again to drink.
The strong aroma of wine was exuded from a jar of strong wine. When the strong wine fell into his throat, it seemed to turn into a ball of fire, burning in his chest and abdomen. Before taking two sips, Ye Chen couldn't help but
started to cough.
Even Mu Chen couldn't help coughing several times because of this strong liquor, and his face turned red. However, Mu Chen still looked up to the sky and drank.
In response, Ye Chen wiped his lips and smiled, waved his right hand, and more than twenty wine jars appeared on the ground. The strong aroma of wine overflowed, and the entire courtyard was filled with the smell of wine.
Without saying anything else, Ye Chen grabbed a wine jar, raised his head to the sky and poured it into his mouth. If the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk!
Mu Chen's eyes were still empty. He also slapped the wine jar away and poured it into his mouth. In the entire courtyard, only the sound of continuous running water could be heard.
At this moment, the wine jar was flying, and the aroma of wine overflowed. When he was drunk, he danced with the sword. Ye Chen's hands were full of unstructured sword skills. After being drunk today, Ye Chen was unusually calm.
There is no killing, no conspiracy, no swordsmanship, just a calm heart, let go, open your mind, and clearly feel every change in yourself at this moment, not just the improvement of your realm, this moment happens to Ye Chen at the same time
There was a mysterious change, and the sublimation of his mood at this moment seemed to blend into the surrounding void.
Gradually, Ye Chen became drunk, his steps were frivolous, and his sword swings were chaotic. He held the sword in one hand and the wine jar in the other, and his eyes were a little drunk.
Ye Chen was also drunk, his eyes gradually became blurred, and he couldn't help shouting: "You are gone, but I haven't gone. I miss you, but I don't see you. I miss you every day, and I miss you when I see things!"
At this moment, Ye Chen finally let go of the knot in his heart. The knot in his heart when Mu Ye left was also untied by the drunkenness at this moment. For a moment, Mu Chen looked more carefree and indifferent, with a little more casualness and unruliness, but
There was still an endless void in his eyes, and the two different temperaments made Mu Chen even more eye-catching.
I am waiting silently behind you. I want to see your casual smile. Maybe you don’t understand my heart, but I will always be waiting. Even if I know that I will always have unrequited love, I will never give up on you.
Persistence, I will always wait... Maybe you will think I am stupid, but I will never give up. Mu Chen gradually became drunk, dancing with his sword as well, and finally fell on the tombstone.
The wine jar fell to the ground and turned into fragments. The wine was also frozen into ice crystals. Wiping the wine from the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen looked at Mu Chen who had fallen asleep and sighed softly: "Have a good rest!"
It's hard to imagine that a person could stay awake for nearly half a year, wielding a sword almost day and night. He bent down and picked up Muchen and walked towards the thatched house.
After a few breaths, Ye Chen just walked out of the house, his steps still frivolous. Despite this, Ye Chen still maintained a calm mind. As a killer, he must remain calm no matter what.
casually patting the snowflakes off Er Meng's shoulder, Ye Chen tied the guqin behind him, looked at the mess on the ground, smiled softly, and pushed the wheelchair forward.
Infuriating energy emerged from the palm of his hand, and a stream of heat surrounded Ermeng's body. Ermeng's face that was red from the cold also eased slightly.
"Why don't you play the piano in your own courtyard and come here!" Ye Chen said softly, and his tone was always so soft when it came to the second dream.
"It always seems lonely in the courtyard. I could still hear their chuckles in the bamboo forest before, but here it's so quiet and terrifying! So I ran to the place where the teacher lives!" Ermeng lightly stuck out his tongue.
, and at the same time, curious eyes could not help but look at the majestic attics and the majestic Hades around them.
"Isn't your sister accompanying you?" Ye Chen chuckled, but he couldn't help but secretly curse himself for being stupid when he said the words, "Is your sister still practicing so hard recently?"
"Yeah!" Speaking of Qimeng, Ermeng could not help but show a hint of pride on his face, and said proudly: "Sister said that as a secret guard, Dutong will naturally practice hard!"
In response to this, Ye Chen couldn't help but see the heroic figure of Qimeng in front of his eyes. The four secret guards followed Ye Wen into the ruined domain and then seemed to disappear from the world. It was obvious that they had a narrow escape from death.
Therefore, under Ye Chen's suggestion, the Secret Guards chose four more commanders, and Qimeng was one of them. Now Qimeng seems to be on the third level of martial arts training. Ye Chen believes that she can break through the martial arts training.
It’s also just around the corner.
"Teacher, I find that you are becoming more and more irresponsible! It's been a long time since you taught me piano skills!" Ermeng said in a rather dissatisfied tone.
"Isn't this looking for you?" Ye Chen chuckled and shook his head. The snowflakes were still floating, and the two figures kept walking forward along the stone path. In the end, the snowflakes also drowned their figures.
The clear voice of Second Dream also sounded on the stone path. Doubts about the piano skills that had been played for several months undoubtedly exploded at this moment, and Ye Chen also answered patiently.
The wind and snow are still there, and the roar of the cold wind and the girl's chuckle are so sweet...