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Chapter 47 The New Year's Eve

Rulan has become a lot more open-minded and cheerful since she went to work at Nishangfang. When she heard about the performance, she took the initiative to go to the stage to play the pipa. The pipa was gentle and affectionate, although it was mixed with some sadness, but it was as cheerful and smooth as the mountains and flowing water. A song

When it was over, the whole hall cheered, and Ru Lan walked down the stage with a blushing face.

I was about to ask one of them to accompany me to dance, when Hao Ran turned around and saw Shangguan Ruoyun touching Big Ice Cube's face with his white and tender hands, and then jumped up and flew onto the stage. Big Ice Cube slowly

Tuntun walked to the edge of the table and sat down, took out his jade flute and started to play. The ethereal and melodious sound of the flute spread throughout the hall and into his heart.

Shangguan Ruoyun didn't hold a sword, but he held two ribbons in his hands. He slowly followed the music, using the satin as a sword, dancing gracefully. Sometimes he jumped into the air, sometimes he spun on the ground, his bright red dress

As her body fluttered and swayed, the white ribbon danced in the bright red, which was extremely beautiful.

I was stunned, and so were the people around me. It wasn’t until Shangguan Ruoyun walked off the stage and drank tea leisurely for a long time that bursts of applause and cheers broke out in the hall. I glanced at him, and he responded to me

A wink.

Dancing is my strong point, and I originally planned to dance a flying dance that I had modified. But with Shangguan Ruoyun's performance in front of me, I really didn't have the confidence to be a green leaf for others. I could only sing instead, singing songs they had never heard.

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The years are rare and silent, the autumn wind is tired of wandering

The sunset lingers and hangs on the wall, reluctant to leave me

The words whispered in the ear of the former lover have flowed eastward with the sound of the tide

Looking back on the past, the maple leaves fall one by one

Love has come to an end and hate has given up on its promise

Destiny thinks that I have too many humorous ideas that I can’t control

Aspirational and ambitious, I am somewhat worried that it is rare to find a close friend and only a few will stay.

Looking back, I heard the laughter and was drunk in my dream

Jokes and words, the old and the crazy, the madness will eventually come to nothing.

The sword is dull and the edge is weak, the meaning is cut off and the dream is shattered.

The road is desolate and I sigh that no one understands my footprints

For many years, I have been looking forward to passing through the billowing world of mortals, but I haven’t seen it through.

The poem mocks the ink and expresses thousands of emotions and resents the heroic hero.

At the end of the song, the person with white hair and beautiful face died

Even though the candle is still there and I don't realize it, competing with the sun to make me lose weight.

When the tears dry up and the blood surges wildly, the white snow flies and everything becomes empty

I didn't ask anyone to accompany me because they had never heard this piece before. But as soon as I sang a few lines, I saw Shangguan Ruoyun sitting on a stool on the left side of the stage playing the guzheng, and a big ice cube leaning against a pillar on the right side of the stage.

Even though they were playing an unfamiliar piece of music, they were able to play it together so well, which made me feel that the ancients seemed to be superior in music theory.

I sang this sad and atmospheric song lightly, feeling a little homesick in my heart. Although my mother has passed away long ago, I have no home to talk to. And the man who I once regarded as my only relative must be at this moment.

He hugged Ouyang Zhi and made love to her.

Looking at the expressions on Shangguan Ruoyun and Da Bingcube's serious accompaniment, I even feel that they are happier than me. Even if they can't get the person they like, they can still be by their side, watching her laugh and cry. And these,

It has become a luxury for me.

Loving the person you love quietly, without putting pressure, hoping that she will be happy and without pain, and guarding her lightly, is the highest state of loving someone. But my love in the past was too strong and overbearing, worrying about gains and losses.

We have already tired each other, and there must be no ending.

You often advise me to be selfish, but why do you always have to be so profound and great? Shangguan Ruoyun and Dabing, what should I do with you?

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