Fantasy: The Lolita I picked up turned out to be Dao

When we got back to our residence, it was almost midnight.After Luo Qin entered the room, he saw that Yu Xian'er was still waiting for him.

"You've worked hard all day, why don't you take a rest?" Walking into the hall, Luo Qin saw that a banquet had been set up in front of the small table, and Yu Xian'er was sitting quietly beside her.

"Yu'er is not tired, sir, but I forgot that Yu'er is a cultivator." Seeing Luo Qin's return, Yu Xian'er hurriedly picked up the jug and said while pouring wine for Luo Qin.

Luo Qin walked over and sat down at the table. Yu Xian'er brought a glass of wine to Luo Qin with both hands.Luo Qin took the wine and drank it down.

"This wine, but the two jars of wine I gave you three years ago?" Luo Qin asked after drinking a glass of wine.

"It's the wine that Mr. Yu'er gave Yu'er. Yu'er is usually reluctant to drink it, but today I just brought it to entertain Mr.." Seeing Luo Qin put down the wine glass, Yu Xian'er hurriedly poured another glass, "Yu'er knows that ordinary wine is difficult for Mr. mouth."

"After drinking, just let Ruohang go to my place to get it, why be reluctant to drink it." Luo Qin picked up the glass and drank it down again, "I was negligent this time, and forgot to bring you some."

"Sir, don't blame yourself. Next time, Yu'er will ask Ruohang to get some more from your husband."

Three years ago, Fairy Yu succeeded Fairy Yu as suzerain. Ruohang invited Luo Qin to attend the ceremony, but Luo Qin didn't go, but knowing that Fairy Yu liked to drink her own wine, Ruohang asked Ruohang to bring back two altars.

A jar of wine is only three catties, and six catties of wine has been drunk for three years, which is enough to see how frugal Yu Fairy usually drinks.

In fact, these two altars of wine were carefully hidden in Yu Xian'er's room, and only when Yu Xian'er missed Luo Qin very much, would she take out a glass to relieve the pain of missing.

Luo Qin put down the glass, Yu Xian'er poured a third glass of wine, and at the same time poured a glass for her own.Then he handed Luo Qin's glass to Luo Qin first, and then raised his own wine glass: "Mr. Yu'er respects."

After finishing the third glass of wine, Luo Qin asked Yu Xian'er: "But there is a new work?" When walking into the hall, Luo Qin saw the Wutong Qin put aside.The Wutong Qin was made by Qianqian for Yu Xian'er.It was made from the trunk of a tree called black paulownia in this continent.Black paulownia wood is not common in this continent. The wood is tough, and the sound of percussion is clear and clear.

Seven years ago, when Yu Xian'er was going to go to Zhongzhou alone to seek explanations for those people who died tragically, she didn't expect that she would be able to escape unscathed, so she went to see Luo Qin before leaving. last side.

After learning of this situation, Qianqian spent one night making a phoenix for Yuxian'er, and told Yuxian'er to talk about the future, but this time, she must come back.

"You can't hide anything from sir." Yu Xian'er put down her wine glass, stood up and picked up the qin, sat down at the other table on the side, and carefully put the sycamore qin away: "It's not a new work, it's just something I've felt before. , please give me your advice.”

After speaking, Yu Xian'er began to play.The jade fingers touched lightly on the strings, jumped, and flowed slowly along with a song of nature.

While drinking, Luo Qin listened quietly. In this song, he seemed to see high mountains, steep rivers, dangerous shoals, and Gobi desert. He saw scenes full of danger but charming scenery.At this moment, Luo Qin felt like an adventurer, going to those dangerous and desperate places to explore those beautiful scenery that no one cares about.

At the same time, this melody still carries longing and sadness, which is faint but lingering.It seems that these trips are just to bury the yearning and love for whom in the heart.

The longing and sadness surged up suddenly, it was so intense, it tore his mind, Luo Qin seemed to feel the heart-wrenching pain, the pain was so straightforward and thorough.After that, it was broken so simply and without sloppiness. After the severe pain passed, what I saw before my eyes was still just mountains and rivers.

Luo Qin naturally knew Fairy Yu's feelings for him, but how could the love between a man and a woman be a moment of joy?Luo Qin felt that he hadn't fallen in love with Fairy Yu yet—the kind of love that Fairy Yu expected.He still only regards Jade Fairy as his junior, his student, even though she is the supreme suzerain, he is just a mortal who cannot cultivate.

But Luo Qin also faintly felt that he and Fairy Yu were not unrelated, but what Luo Qin hoped for was equal love.And Fairy Yu's love for her is the love she looks up to, which is not what Luo Qin wants.It's not something that Luo Qin can break through.

So Luo Qin knows that Fairy Yu is doomed to be in pain now, but she is also free and easy, just like she went to Zhongzhou alone without hesitation seven years ago, and just like this song, the pain must be as deep as it hurts, and it must be broken as quickly as possible.

After playing the song, when she looked up again, Yu Xian'er saw that Luo Qin had already stood behind her.

"Yu'er made a fool of herself."

"It's already very good," Luo Qin said, "The state of the piano is like the state of mind. For you now, this is good enough."

"But Yu'er hopes that one day, she can go to the next level." Yu Xian'er said.

"I think there should be that day."

After Luo Qin finished speaking, the two fell into a moment of silence, or Yu Xian'er was still chanting Luo Qin's last sentence.

After a long time, Yu Xian'er spoke again: "Yu'er hasn't listened to Mr. playing the piano for a long time." After speaking, Yu Xian'er stood up and left the seat to Luo Qin.

"Alright." Luo Qin readily agreed, and sat down in front of the piano.

This is the piano made by Qianqian, and it has different meanings to Luo Qin.He stretched out his hands, first stroked the strings lightly, and then began to play.

At the beginning, there was no tune, Luo Qin just played out some tunes randomly, his eyes looked forward, as if through the wall, through the mountains outside the house, through the edge of the world, just kept looking into the distance go.

In a daze, Luo Qin remembered his previous life, that short life.

"He wandered among the city-states, and when he thought about his life tomorrow, his hair turned gray." This sentence was used by people to describe Homer, and it was very similar to Luo Qin's previous life, except for the last few Character.

In his previous life, he had no relatives and was alone.Perhaps no one knows how he came into this world.He is also wandering, writing his own life and singing his own songs while wandering.It's just that he never dreaded the next day.

Every time the sun rises, it represents new hope, even if that hope often does not belong to me.But Luo Qin still sang it, even on the last day of his life.

Yes, he had a premonition of his own death.But it doesn't matter, no matter how short a life is, there will be joy and sorrow, and there will be sunshine of its own, even if it is only for a moment, even if that life is only a short 22 years.

22 Dreams left in the sky, a little bit of joy, all kinds of melancholy, dancing with words and ink, making pairs of shadows, but seeking to be lonely and self-admired, but only the ground is full of wind and frost, and I don’t know, this life is broken, where to go?

Looking back after more than fifty years, forgetting the reincarnation of thousands of generations, all kinds of cause and effect, talking about the wind and the moon, why not be alone, I have given up all the shackles, so how can I be afraid of being covered with bruises, why ask, who will be buried when the flowers fell yesterday.

With the flow of memories, a song has been formed, and at the end of the song, a drop of clear tears fell on the piano.