Dong Wenjin was even more confused by Qi Xuan's words, but he had long been accustomed to this kind of hazy dialogue. He understood that when the clouds finally came to light, he took the flute and said with a smile: "Thank you, third brother, for the gift."
"Xiao to me, it's getting late and we have to set off early tomorrow morning, so Wen Jin will go back to his tent to rest first."
He hummed, stood up slowly, and saw Dong Wenjin off.
He stood in front of the felt tent, raised his head and did not expect to see the brilliant stars all over the curtain. After looking at it for a moment, he took out a green leaf with a neat shape from his sleeve, put it to his lips, moved his thin lips, and played
A series of strings and pure pure music sounds...
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Not long after Jian Shaotang left, the owner of the inn delivered a simple dinner, which also included the medicine Li Tianxiao prepared for her. Although Tianliang wanted to express her feelings that her eldest brother was really good at taking care of people, she thought of being taken care of in the future.
When it was not a sister-in-law but a man, she still struggled for a while before she raised her head and drank the medicine in one gulp.
Tianliang sat in a wheelchair, picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat. Just as he dropped the chopsticks and took a bite, another crisp sound came from the side.
This sound was playing the same tune as before.
Not the flute.
This instrument is a bit sharp and crisp in nature. It should be more suitable for playing cheerful and bright music. It does not have the inherently low and sad temperament of the Shen Xiao. However, for some reason, the music it plays is more thoughtful than the Xiao just now.
Sadness and desolation also convey the essence of this music more vividly and refreshingly.
This one is a real master of playing.
Tianliang ate her meal while listening to the music. After eating a few mouthfuls, she sighed sadly and stopped her chopsticks. She was not from her hometown, and she rarely missed home. Listening to the music at this time, she actually began to miss herself a little.
The events of her childhood and the Lu family's interactions with her brothers came back to her now. For no reason, she felt a little sad about separation in her heart. Then she became sentimental and began to miss those people who accompanied her through life and death, and her own feelings.
A rare childhood...
The music suddenly stopped.
Tianliang also woke up from his trance.
She blinked, and suddenly she wanted to go out and see if the person who played such touching music was a man or a woman, tall or short, and what he looked like.
But when I turned the wheelchair to the felt tent and looked down at the two steps required to go up, the urge I felt just now disappeared.
Looking at the wheelchair and her feet wrapped in gauze, she shook herself and thought, forget it.
These feet couldn't withstand her torment like this.
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After Qixuan finished playing a song, he saw that the night was so deep, so he slowly put down the leaf beside his lips, held it in his hand, looked up at the distant stars in the sky, and said nothing.
The night covered the open grassland like a splash of ink. Looking closely, the eyes were no darker and more serious than the eyes of the standing man. This face was always smiling, sometimes warm, sometimes lonely, but never like this moment.
Generally speaking, there is an indescribable desolation...
A moment.
Qi Xuan's eyes flashed, and he put down the thin leaf in his hand. He didn't stay outside anymore, turned around, raised his feet, and went into the felt tent with his clothes fluttering.
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The moon is full.
The entire department has been shrouded in soft colors, and the scattered white domes have dimmed one after another. The lights have been turned off and the lights have faded into darkness. The people in the domes have also been listening to the wind in this vast place.
The sound of sand hitting the grassland made me fall into sleep.
The night is getting dark.
Tian Nuan's condition finally improved. She coughed lightly and opened her eyes. She saw three men in the tent, each sitting in the corner and sleeping tiredly. The little bun next to her was still asleep. She
He quietly got out of bed and raised his hand to wipe his forehead. Only then did he realize that he had taken medicine to reduce fever and was sweating all over his body.
The sticky sweat marks on his body were quite uncomfortable. After Tian Nuan wiped his face with a wet towel, he slowly opened the tight curtain with light steps and stepped outside the tent to get some air.
She walked a few steps alone near the felt tent. When she came into contact with the night breeze carrying the fragrance of green grass, she finally felt a little relieved and the suffocation all over her body was gone. When she walked some distance away from the felt tent, she
From a distance, I saw a figure flashing past in front of my carriage, and I was suspicious of being sneaky.
Remembering that all the pet animals were sleeping in the carriage, Tian Nuan was startled, and without even bothering to call someone, she ran over quickly and ran to the side of the person who had his back to her. She raised her hand and struck at the person.
Attack——
The man's tall figure turned around, grabbed her arm with one hand, and threw her forward.
Tian Nuan was caught in the air. Not only did he not panic, he raised his foot and stepped on the side of the carriage. He raised his hand and hit the main artery in his neck with a red light!
As if he was anticipating her move, he flashed over his shoulder quickly and calmly, quickly restrained her hands, pushed forward, and pressed her against the carriage.
The two looked at each other.
One was frightened, the other panicked.
"Did I... hurt you?"
Jian Shaotang suddenly let go of his hand, grabbed her arm and looked in front of him. When he saw the swelling mark again, a wave of annoyance surfaced on his face, "Damn it, you were using the grappling style I taught you, and I didn't respond immediately."
I thought it was you and I hurt you..."
It’s Master Jian!
Tian Nuan wanted to run away in a panic. She didn't dare to face him alone. She was afraid that he would treat her indifferently and show disgust like he did during the day.
I didn't expect that he would... treat her like he did before, showing such a worried look when he saw her injured...
Just like before.
Can it still be the same as before?
Tian Nuan looked at him, feeling sad, and then looked at the way he squeezed his arm, his eyes ached.
Jian Shaotang raised his head and looked into those aggrieved and sad eyes. He suddenly felt a surge of guilt and self-blame filled his heart, "I'm sorry, I forgot what I said again... I'll go... give it to you."
You take the medicine, take the medicine and leave!"
After that, with a look of disgust on his face, he turned away and walked towards the carriage behind him. Unexpectedly, his feet moved away but his hands did not come back.
He turned around and saw Tian Nuan still standing next to the carriage. She was dressed in goose-yellow clothes reflected in the grass. She was clearly and elegantly reflected. Her eyes were dark and her hazy watery eyes were staring at him without blinking. I saw
pity.
There were also those hands, those small hands holding him, and a small section of white lotus-rooted arms exposed under the goose-yellow sleeves. They were all trembling slightly, but she did not let go. She held his hand and remained motionless.