Playing the piano in one of the crossings is like a different person

of course not.Xiao Yi wanted to say this sentence, but he couldn't say it no matter what.

"Don't forget that we are 'sincerely in love'." Xiao Yi picked up the comb next to him and carefully combed Fu Siqin's hair, "Hold your hand, and grow old together with you. Hair and eyebrows are tied together, and we will cherish each other."

"You have to remember, this is fake!" Father threatened with serious eyes.

"You don't really like him, do you?" Taoist asked seemingly lazily.

One picture after another kept crossing and flashing in Xiao Yi's mind, and finally weaved into a question, which was deafening - you don't really like him, do you?

I... Xiao Yi raised his head and looked at Fu Siqin under the moonlight.

of course.A voice sounded in his heart, Xiao Yi suddenly realized everything in the storybook at this moment, the ups and downs of love surged in an instant, and made him taste it all.

How should I answer?What answer was he expecting?Xiao Yi looked at Fu Siqin.

Fu Siqin waited quietly. As time passed, he already had the answer in his heart.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi smiled, looked straight into Fu Siqin's eyes, "Yes, I like you." Then he approached Fu Siqin and asked softly in his ear, "What about you?"

Xiao Yi's smile just now was reflected in Fu Siqin's mind.Xiao Yi had never smiled like this in front of him.There was a trace of freedom and debauchery in that smile, together with a trace of pleading and self-deprecating in his eyes that perhaps he hadn't noticed, made Xiao Yi look a little seductive.

Fu Siqin's unhappy heart lake seemed to be thrown a stone, causing ripples layer after layer.Unable to restrain himself, he pressed a kiss lightly on Xiao Yi's smooth forehead.

Xiao Yi hugged Fu Siqin instantly, buried his face on Fu Siqin's neck, and smiled brightly where Fu Siqin couldn't see.

At the moment when his warm lips touched his slightly cold forehead, Fu Siqin woke up, and a layer of ice formed in his heart lake instantly, sealing layer after layer of ripples under the ice layer.

He gently pushed Xiao Yi away, and said, "Sorry."

Xiao Yi was pushed away, and when he heard these words, he raised his head and looked at Fu Siqin, with doubts on his face, "You like me." Why did you say sorry?

He thought he knew Fu Siqin.So he told his true answer, if Fu Siqin said he didn't love her, then he really didn't love her, and he took the opportunity to stop his thoughts.But with Fu Siqin's character just now, he clearly likes her, why should he say sorry?Why do you like to push him away?Why do you like to say sorry?

"I can't give you what you want." Fu Siqin said calmly.He was just a ghost living on Fu Ningyu's body.It's hard to say when, it just drifts away with the wind, and every night, it's just a living.

"I don't want anything." Xiao Yi looked directly at Fu Siqin.

"You want me." Fu Siqin smiled.

Xiao Yi turned his head, feeling a little embarrassed by Fu Siqin's bluntness, but couldn't help but look at him from the sidelines, seeing the gentle smile on his face.

"I will not belong to anyone." Because this life belongs to God, and it can be taken away by God at any time.

Fu Siqin was still laughing, he thought that being trapped in darkness for seven years in exchange for getting acquainted with Xiao Yi was not bad.But now he finds that God cares for him more than he thought, not only gave him a chance to see the world again after death, let him know a confidant, but also let him gain a sincere relationship.

But why can't God favor him a little more?Even if he becomes a ghost instead of residing in someone else's body like he is now, he may disappear at any time.

Fu Siqin was still smiling, a little ethereal and pale.

Xiao Yi's face turned white, he would not belong to anyone, nor would he love anyone.He moved his lips a few times and said tremblingly, "I see."

The two stood with each other for a long time.

In the end, it was Xiao Yi who spoke first, "I'll go and bring that person inside." Then he went in without waiting for Fu Siqin's response.

Fu Siqin looked at Xiao Yi's back, pressed his heart through his clothes, it was icy cold there.He said to Xiao Yi in his heart: Get away while you still don't love deeply enough.

There was no Taoist priest in the temple, only a piece of rag was left, which seemed to be torn from his clothes, with four words written on it-"Turn back and stay on the shore".

When did this Taoist priest become a monk?Xiao Yi cursed with a smile, if you can turn your head back, how could you fall into it?

Xiao Yi carried the injured man out, walked to Fu Siqin's side, "Let's go."

Under the moonlight, no one spoke.All the way from the mountain to the mountain.At the foot of the mountain, Cang Qiong took a horse at the stone steps, saw Xiao Yi's eyes lit up, and rubbed it up affectionately.

Xiao Yi smiled and patted Cang Qiong's head, turned over and rode on it, placed the person horizontally in front of him, and looked at Fu Siqin.

Fu Siqin also got on his horse and looked at Xiao Yi.

The two eyes met and then separated.

Two horses rode side by side towards the city wall in the night.

At dawn, there was a "squeak" sound from the city gate, and the city gate opened.

Fu Siqin looked at the sleeping face leaning against the city gate, the sun shone on his face, his slightly pursed lips made the cheeks on both sides slightly puffed up, making him look a little chubby, but a little cute.

With a slight movement of his fingers, Fu Siqin finally stood where he was, watched Xiao Yi open his eyes, propped himself up, and asked with a smile, "The city gate is open?" As if nothing happened last night.

"En." Fu Siqin nodded lightly.

"Then let's go." Xiao Yi smiled and raised his legs and walked forward.

Fu Siqin frowned behind him, can you stop laughing, my heart hurts a little.

After entering the city gate, Xiao Yi stopped at a restaurant and looked at Fu Siqin expectantly, "I haven't been home for a long time, I want to go home and have a look." Actually what he wanted to say was that I haven't had a drink for a long time Yes, can you accompany me for a drink?

"Okay." Fu Siqin nodded.He understood the expectation in Xiao Yi's eyes, but he couldn't meet it.Then he grabbed the injured man from Xiao Yi's horse to his, turned around and left.

Xiao Yi watched his back from behind, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, he walked towards the restaurant, he hadn't drunk for a long time, even if he was alone.

Fu Siqin walked back to Duke Zhenguo's mansion, and Fugui greeted him, "Master, you are back. This is it?"

Nodding casually, "Put him in the guest room and ask for a doctor." Fu Siqin raised his legs and walked towards the bedroom.

"Master——"

Fu Siqin turned around, "What?"

"Miss Mengzhu and Miss Meixin are waiting for you in the lobby."

Fu Siqin nodded thoughtfully, then turned around and walked towards the hall.

"Mr. Fu." Seeing Fu Siqin, Gong Mengzhu stood up from the chair and bowed to Fu Siqin.Han Meixin saluted casually behind Gong Mengzhu.

"I don't know what Mengzhu and Meixin are here for?" Fu Siqin nodded with a smile.

"The sword dance has been arranged, sir, please take a look." Gong Mengzhu smiled lightly.

"Then Meixin?" Fu Siqin looked at Han Meixin.

Han Meixin smiled brightly, "Don't worry, Mr. Fu, I will definitely not let you down."

Fu Siqin nodded with a smile, looked away calmly, turned around and led the way, "Please follow me."

Han Meixin bit her lip in annoyance, and followed with strides.Gong Mengzhu chuckled behind her, and Han Meixin walked faster angrily.

Fu Siqin led them to his yard, told them to sit on the stone bench, made a pot of tea, poured three cups each, and pushed two of them in front of Gong Mengzhu and Han Meixin, "Please. "

Han Meixin picked up the teacup with his fingers like jade, sniffed the tea lightly, and rolled his eyes, "Good tea."

Gong Mengzhu picked up the teacup with her slender fingers, took a sip, and said nothing.

Fu Siqin could tell at a glance who really knew how to drink tea and who was putting on airs.But he didn't say anything, just smiled lightly.

"Young master Fu, let us perform a performance first, you see if it's suitable?" Gong Mengzhu put down the teacup, looked at Fu Siqin, and said bluntly.

"Okay." Fu Siqin nodded.

Gong Mengzhu stood up, took off his coat, and was wearing a black suit underneath.

Han Meixin took the piano on his back, sat upright, with a serious face, and played a few tense notes at random, and the atmosphere became tense in an instant.

As the pearls fell onto the jade plate, a series of crackling sounds sounded, indicating that Gong Mengzhu had already moved.The long silk is used as a sword, and the whole person is like a bow ready to go, every movement is full of sharpness, but also has a vigorous beauty.

As the sound of the zither intensified, the sword dance became faster and faster, even Fu Siqin felt that Gong Mengzhu's eyes were gazing at him with a murderous look, as if he was about to kill him in the next second here.

Fu Siqin suddenly remembered that night, when the lake was covered with red, Xiao Yi was wearing a white undershirt, using a tree branch as a sword, leaping and chopping in the dark night illuminated by lotus lamps, looking unparalleled in style.

"Zheng——" With a high-pitched sound, Hei Ling shot at him sharply. Fu Siqin was startled, unable to dodge in time, and was lightly covered by Hei Ling on his head.

Laughter sounded.

Gong Mengzhu took the black silk back indifferently, and Han Meixin jokingly said, "What was Mr. Fu thinking just now? You are so fascinated by our sisters' piano dance, you probably only read the beginning of it?"

Fu Siqin shook his head with a smile, and refilled the empty teacup, "Please."

Gong Mengzhu wiped off his sweat, sat down again, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

Han Meixin didn't care about the cup of tea, but just supported his head with his hands, and looked at Fu Siqin with a smile, "Mr. Fu, tell me, you or me, who can play better?"

"Of course it's everyone from Meixin." Fu Siqin said frankly.

Han Meixin smiled even wider, "Really?"

"Really." Fu Siqin poured himself a cup of tea.

Seeing his calm expression, Han Meixin thought of him a little higher in his heart.She has seen too many "literati" who refuse to admit it for the sake of face, and people like Fu Siqin are rare.

"Then tell me, what's wrong with me?" Han Meixin continued to ask.

Fu Siqin thought for a while, "I play the scene, Meixin everyone plays the feeling." Fu Siqin only played the feeling of the battlefield through the combination of high and low strings and rhythm, but Han Meixin turned it into The complaint was made, the emotional ups and downs, the hatred of the country and the family, the awe-inspiring killing intent, all made people feel the cruelty, cold-blooded and ruthless of war.This kind of artistic attainment created out of nothing is amazing, of course, it may also be the manifestation of love.

Han Meixin smiled so much that his eyes curled up, and the ends of his phoenix eyes were raised, revealing an infinite charm, "Mr. Fu, I'm afraid there will be many women in Fengdu who will be blinded by you in the future!"

Fu Siqin was stunned for a moment, as if someone had said something similar before, "Siqin, Siqin, I'm afraid there will be many women in Fengdu who will be fooled by you in the future!"

"Master Fu made this song himself?" Han Meixin asked with a smile.

"Yes." Fu Siqin came back to his senses and nodded.

"Mr. Fu is a great talent. There must be other masterpieces. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to see them?" Han Meixin looked at him expectantly.At this moment, pure longing actually flashed on her charming face.

Fu Siqin smiled, "I'll send someone to Rumengfang another day."

Han Meixin smiled, "Then I'll just wait." Looking at the sun in the sky, she suddenly smiled, "It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first."

Gong Mengzhu also stood up, and nodded slightly to Fu Siqin.

"I'll take you out." Fu Siqin said with a smile.

As soon as Gong Mengzhu walked out of Duke Zhenguo's mansion, she saw a woman rushing over and whispered something to her.Gong Mengzhu frowned upon hearing this, and called to Fu Siqin who had just turned around, "Mr. Fu."

Fu Siqin turned around, "Young master, there is still a spare room here, can you stay at your place tonight?" Gong Mengzhu said with a light smile.Han Meixin didn't know, so she gently squeezed Gong Mengzhu's palm, and Gong Mengzhu pulled her down, telling her not to move rashly.

Taking into account the small movements of the two, Fu Siqin glanced at the woman who came to deliver the letter, smiled and nodded.He greeted Fugui, "Free up two guest rooms and let the two girls live in." Then he turned to look at the two of them, "Whatever you want."

Gong Mengzhu smiled lightly and nodded, "The two of us will think about the matter of music and dancing. After dinner, I beg you to go over it again."

Fu Siqin nodded with a smile.

Back in the study, Fu Siqin suddenly wanted to draw.

Spread out the clean white drawing paper and calm down.With one stroke of the pen, it is the lights on the bridge, the pedestrians passing by, the lotus lanterns under the bridge, and the floating boats.And, the man who draws his sword and dances on the lake.Fu Siqin sighed.

Just as Fuping was about to close the door, a man rushed in and lay on the door, trying not to fall down.Take a closer look, yo, isn't this the Crown Princess?

"Concubine Shizi, this is—" Fuping hurried over to help him. "I'll help you back to your room." Suddenly remembered, there were two girls in the Shizi's courtyard.But if someone is drunk, he has to let people go back to the room!Fuping caressed Xiao Yi and walked to the son's room, while giving Fugui a wink to tell Fugui to inform the son.

Fugui was taken aback, looked at Fuping caressing the drunken man, and then looked at Fuping's mouth shapes of "Shizi Concubine", "Shizi" and "Girl", and immediately ran into Shizi's yard.

Fuping breathed a sigh of relief.At this time, there was a faint sound of the zither, and Xiao Yi was suddenly shocked, "The sound of the zither, where is the sound of the zither?"

Fuping wanted to cry behind, but he didn't have any tears. My son, the servant really tried his best!

Xiao Yi landed on the roof, was overjoyed when he saw Fu Siqin, and was about to fly down.I saw two more girls, one playing the piano and the other dancing.While Fu Siqin was looking at them with a smile, Xiao Yi felt angry again, although he didn't understand why he was so angry, there were waves of pain in his heart.He touched his heart blankly, there was no injury here, how could it hurt?

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Xiao Yi saw the two women walking towards Fu Siqin, so close!Xiao Yi suddenly felt wronged again.No longer willing to just watch, she rushed towards Fu Siqin.

Fu Siqin watched the two of them finish their performance, and they had improved a little this afternoon, so they were about to say something in praise.Suddenly a huge object was picked up on his chest. This "big object" not only grabbed him, but also hugged him tighter and tighter, strangling him almost out of breath.

Gently patted the figure in his arms, Fu Siqin sighed with a smile, and looked at Gong Mengzhu and Han Meixin.

"Since Mr. Fu still has something to do, we won't bother you." Gong Mengzhu said with a light smile, and pulled Han Meixin back together.

Fu Siqin pulled the person in his arms out.

Xiao Yi felt that he was being pulled away from a certain embrace, and the image of being pushed away by someone under the moonlight flashed in his mind, and an apology flashed in his ears.Immediately, he put his hands on Fu Siqin's shoulders, stared at him, smiled brightly, and slowly approached with his lips that smelled of alcohol.

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