[Mo Feng Tongren] Bai Ling touches ink

Time never stops for anyone, it moves slowly and always moves forward.Fate is hidden in time. It starts at a certain moment and comes, and those who experience it cannot detect it and cannot stop it.

Baifeng would always stand at different heights and see different scenery. After meeting the new owner of the Que Pavilion that night, he would involuntarily prefer to stand where he could see the Que Pavilion.The woman always sits in front of the desk every day, with slender fingers, stroking slowly and slowly, with a peaceful expression. She is extremely beautiful, but not flirtatious, her eyebrows and eyes are as light as green smoke, not stained with lead.

Every time I see her, she is playing the piano.Bai Feng secretly lost his mind.I saw a little bird flying into the house and landed in front of the woman's desk. She opened her eyes, stretched out her fingers to hook the bird's neck, and smiled softly: "It's you again?" The voice was gentle and graceful, like moistening things silently. The amount of drizzle fell into my heart.

The bird jumped into her palm, bouncing around, stroking the bird, and after looking carefully at it, she frowned, Ruoshui's eyes were stained with a trace of worry, and she murmured: "Are you hurt?" Seeing that the wound on the paw still showed traces of bandaging, he felt relieved, showed a slight smile, and said, "Fortunately, someone with good intentions bandaged the wound for you."

The snow-white bird with a few slender tail feathers was the bird that Baifeng and the others rescued that day. The bird stayed in the woman's palm for a moment, then flapped its wings and flew to the sky outside the bird pavilion.

"Are you leaving so soon?" the woman said to herself with slight regret.Seeing that the little bird had disappeared, he withdrew his mind, and quietly played the invisible qin under his fingertips again.

What kind of piece of music is she playing?Bai Feng always thinks like this, with a trace of rare curiosity mixed with doubts.But I heard the person behind him say: "You are very strange, I like to patrol this area recently. I found out the name of the beautiful woman, do you want to know?" At the end of the sentence, it was the usual teasing, and Bai Feng turned to see the man standing Beside him, he seemed dissatisfied that his thoughts were interrupted, "I'm not interested."

Silence spread a strange atmosphere between the two of them. Seeing that Mo Crow didn't speak, Bai Feng couldn't help turning her head, and her beautiful eyes flashed with puzzlement.Mo Ya looked at the young man with a puzzled look in front of him, feeling inexplicably as if countless feathers were scratching the tip of his heart. The teasing thoughts couldn't be restrained, and he quietly drew a wicked smile and asked, "Really not interested? Are you interested?" His expression is not like this." After speaking, seeing Baifeng sitting quietly in the corner of the eaves again, he finally put away his thoughts, he paused, looked in the direction of the bird pavilion, and said seriously: "The other Girls cry all day long, but she is different, this girl is quite special, and her background seems to be unusual."

Speaking of this, Mo Ya sighed in his heart for some reason, as if he was uneasy about the arrival of fate, but he had to continue, and then said: "Forget it, let me tell you kindly, her name is Nongyu."

Get jade?Bai Feng repeated silently in his heart, and the image of a woman playing the piano appeared in her mind, in a cage, but so quiet.Give her a real piano and hear what kind of music she plays, he thought.

Bai Feng has always been an extremely fast young man, so when that idea came to his mind, he immediately implemented it.So when Nongyu was just putting on makeup in front of the mirror for a short while, the piano was already neatly placed on her case.

Nongyu walked to the desk, sat down, moved her jade finger, and played a series of quiet music sounds. The young man in white who was hiding behind the window closed his eyes and listened.The world seems to be quiet, only the sound of the zither coming from the depths of the pavilion, as cold as a clear spring, as secluded as a deep valley, unknowingly attracts countless birds to stand on the beam frame at the highest point of the pavilion, and the birds chirp Accompanied by elegant music, the perfect melody is blended.

At the end of the song, the sound is still lingering, and Nongyu's gentle voice resounds in the lingering sound: "Everything in the world, including birds and beasts, is spiritual. As long as you have the heart, you can feel the true meaning of the music. This piece is called Birds singing in the empty mountain, a bird lost in the deep valley, flying alone in this huge world, but I don’t know where I should fly.” Nongyu turned her head sideways, “Thank you for your gift, and there is a song written about a It is the most special kind of bird, it is the head of all birds, but on its way of life, it must experience destruction again and again. When it goes through hardships and strives to break through the impasse of death, it will gain new life.”

Tears slipped from his eyes, Bai Feng stretched out his slender fingers, and caressed the corners of his eyes, the crystal clear teardrops stained his fingertips, reflecting a different kind of light in the afterglow.Nongyu turned around and handed over a handkerchief. The young man stretched out his hand and was about to take it, but he heard Mo Crow's voice without any emotion, "You should be very clear that although there is everything in the Bird Pavilion, he is still a cage, an invisible prison. The cage is beautiful, but indestructible. Still not leaving?"

Bai Feng was stunned, and his half-stretched hand fell down weakly. He knew that Mo Ya was reminding him, just like every time he wanted to go beyond his duty.He lowered his head, unable to calm down because of the fluttering mood of the piano, so he didn't notice the young man who was watching him all the time. At this moment, his eyes were complicated and changed several times. It was the worry, concern, and sadness that he couldn't see. .

As the sky darkened, the two figures standing outside the window had disappeared, but the lights of the Sparrow Pavilion were as bright as stars, which was too beautiful to behold.