Chapter 1039 : Extra Story: It's Beautiful and Fascinating
Through the bead curtain, I saw a man in white clothes playing the piano seriously with his head lowered, as if he had not heard anything about the people or things outside.
I saw that his slender and white fingers were gently stroking the guqin with an elegant posture. The sound of the qin might be like mountains and flowing water or a gurgling stream.
The sound of the piano is so contagious that those who stop to watch it can't help but be deeply immersed in it.
Although his head was slightly hung, when she saw him, Tiantianji was stunned and her face froze.
Even though she had been mentally prepared, it felt like a heavy weight was weighing on her chest, she could no longer move forward, and it became difficult to breathe.[
Her long hair like black satin is tied up with a black jade hairpin. Her facial features are as perfect as jade, and her eyes are as deep as a pool of clear water. They have clear outlines and are extremely handsome!
From a distance, it looks like the first snowfall on the mountains, and from close up, it looks like the clear waves of Shizukawa.
Although he doesn't have Sikong Changqin's arrogant and arrogant charm, his handsomeness cannot be ignored.
But his poetic and picturesque beauty, like an excellent ink painting, makes people involuntarily attracted to him, and their hearts become extremely stable and peaceful.
He was exactly the same as the one she saw before entering the barrier! This was a man that had been completely forgotten by time.
That kind of perfection is as beautiful as a graceful young man who has walked through the world of mortals. With a wave of his sleeves, he does not take away any dust from the world of mortals.
He turned out to be the Uncle Yu she had longed for!
Although she could usually remain calm when encountering big things, at this moment, her heart was filled with either sweet or sour feelings.
My eyes were astringent and tears welled up in my eyes.
I really want to scream and throw myself into his arms like I did when I was little.
However, she hesitated, she didn't know if he could still embrace himself as he did when he was a child.
Moreover, through the music of the piano, she could also feel the fierce murderous aura in his body.
That kind of murderous intent was completely different from the Uncle Yu she remembered.
In my memory, Uncle Yu was always as gentle as a spring water, and would look at me with the kindest eyes.