I wish for a long time

"Shao'er?"

Ye Jiu tilted his body and nearly fell into the river, she blinked vigorously, only to see that Qi Shao'an had dropped the cloak casually and walked in front of them.

"Chu Xun, lend me a piece of silk."

Qi Shaoan's eyes fell on the long red tulle wrapped around Song Chuxun's arm, and he bent his lips into a smile.

"Huh? Oh, here you are."

Song Chuxun was stunned by Qi Shaoan's appearance in white clothes and light fur just now, and when she regained consciousness, she quickly pulled off the red gauze from her body and handed it over.

"Thank you."

Qi Shaoan took the red gauze and walked around behind her back, draped it on her forearm, tidied it up properly, then turned her head to look at Ye Jiu who was already stupid.

"Ajiu, you have to behave well in a while."

Her eyebrows were raised slightly, the corners of her lips curled up in a small arc, and stars were shining in her eyes looking at Ye Jiu.

Ye Jiu clenched his fist, then released it tremblingly, opened his mouth slightly, but it seemed that something was stuck in his throat, and in the end he couldn't make a sound.

She thought she might be sick.

For example, aphasia, temporary amnesia, deafness, and glaucoma, Parkinson's.

If she moved this girl away from her eyes, she should be able to save her again.

Seeing that her gaze was still dull, Qi Shaoan chuckled, turned around and walked to the deck.

Light white clothes, with a red silk winding in it, reflecting the warm sunlight, standing on the broad river.

Slim and graceful, her snow-white skin naturally had a halo under the red light.

She raised her bare hand lightly, touched a hosta hairpin on top of her head, pulled it out lightly, and the black hair tied at the tip of her hair cascaded down instantly.

Ye Jiu's pupils shrank, and he barely swallowed his saliva.

The golden threads fluttered in the air, and the fluttering white pleated skirt swayed a few times in the wind before landing steadily next to the ivory embroidered shoes.

It seems that on the ink painting, snow suddenly fell, and a red plum is standing proudly on the top of the mountain.

Ye Jiu's eyes were a little moist, and the scene in front of her seemed to be frozen in this frame. What music was playing, she only had that beautiful shadow in her eyes.

"God, get ready."

Song Chuxun patted her, but seeing her standing there staring straight ahead, she sighed helplessly.

It's no wonder that this guy ignores the extravagant world outside, and only picks grass on the edge of the nest to attack. This Qi Shao'an is flirtatious, there are really only two words, stunning.

Whether it's appearance or temperament, they are really good.

For a moment, she even had the urge to abduct this girl as the top card.

Ye Jiu finally came back to his senses, looking back at Song Chuxun, there was a trace of redness in his eyes.

Song Chuxun frowned slightly, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Jiu's eyelids trembled slightly, the corners of his mouth were pulled, and he said in the voice of only the two of them:

"She should have been so glamorous."

The beauty of the city, the beauty of the moon, and the poems and books in the stomach, no matter what it is, it is enough to dazzle the entire Yuncheng.

What kind of splendor should the former Miss of the Qi family have.

Song Chuxun glanced at the white clothes, pursed his lips, "She is indeed a treasure."

Ye Jiu remained silent.

Song Chuxun squeezed Ye Jiu's shoulder, then turned back to get the piano, but just as he turned around, he met Xue Yuning's Mo Tong.

The bi-color Ruqun was neat and flexible, and there were emotions in those deep eyes that she couldn't understand.

Song Chuxun blinked, and looked again, only to see those eyes were as clear as water again, and there was a faint smile on his face.

It's clean without any impurities, where is the... tenderness just now?

She stared at it for two breaths, then sneered from the bottom of her heart, how could it be possible, most likely she was hysterical.

Song Chuxun looked away, lowered his head, took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and said:

"Thank you, Ning."

Xue Yuning was taken aback for a moment, thank you?

There was a flash of pain in her eyes for a moment, but it was covered by the deepness in an instant, so Song Chuxun, who was hanging his head, didn't see it.

Xue Yuning's hands hidden behind her were slightly fisted, she bent her lips and smiled:

"Between you and me, why not say thanks."

Song Chuxun frowned, bit his teeth, and almost blurted out the question he was holding in his chest.

You and I?Between us and you and me?

Then what were you doing when you disappeared for a month, Xiuxian? ?

She raised her eyes slightly, glanced at the corner of Xue Yuning's delicate skirt, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

You are the majestic young lady of the Xue family, and I am just an oiran in a brothel for people to have fun with.

The difference between cloud and mud is probably nothing more than that.

What's more, I'm a lonely soul lingering in this world, and I still can't control my life, so what else can I think about.

Song Chuxun's eyes were sore and unbearable, but he suppressed it.She took a deep breath, and when she looked up again, her charming face was bright again:

"Well, then I'll go get the violin."

After spending so long in Huamanlou, she can't do anything else, but changing faces is what she is best at.

She stepped sideways into the cabin without hesitation, and Xue Yuning glanced at her back from the corner of her eye, and opened her mouth as if a lump was stuck in her throat.

The man's alienated expression just now fell on her heart, like a dull hammer, which hurt her a lot.

Xue Jingning clenched his fists tightly, and frowned.

Once upon a time, you actually used such a smile to perfuse me.

……

When Song Chuxun walked into the cabin, what caught his eyes was the touching scene of Xue Jingning and Xue Wanning hugging each other and weeping bitterly.

She frowned: "What about acting in Qiong Yao's play?"

Xue Jingning raised her head upon hearing the sound, "What are you poor for?"

Song Chuxun found Jiaoweiqin and the piano stand, and casually replied, "Oh, I'm poor, I'm going to earn money."

Xue Jingning was a little anxious when he heard that, he didn't know what Song Chuxun was going to do when he picked up the thing suddenly, and he didn't understand the outside situation, but his sister was crying pitifully, and he couldn't get away from it.

"Hey... Miss Chu Xun..."

Seeing Song Chuxun hugging Qin and going out, he made a noise in a hurry, but he didn't know what to say.

Song Chuxun stopped when she heard the sound, she didn't turn her head, but suddenly murmured: "Xue Er, do you believe in fate?"

Xue Jingning was stunned: "What garden?"

"The fate of fate."

Xue Jingning heard it clearly this time, and after a moment of thought, he pursed the corners of his lips, and suddenly smiled:

"I believe."

If it wasn't for Yuan, how could I be here, and how could I talk to her like a close friend.

I'm afraid he has become a member of the army who squats at the gate of Huamanlou every day, shouting that he will marry the oiran to the death.

"It's not easy to get acquainted, we should work hard together."

Song Chuxun turned her head when she heard the words, looked at his smiling face, and was slightly stunned for a moment, a soft smile suddenly bloomed on her lips:

"I want to believe it too."

……

Most of the pleasure boats have been sparsely sailed halfway, and now they entered an open river.

As the competition progressed, more and more people gathered on the shore, some stood at the window of the tea house, some crowded in the commercial wharf, all poking their heads to look around vigorously.

The music and dance in Hongying Pavilion still came happily, and the cheers and applause from both sides of the strait kept coming and going.

However, some sharp-eyed people noticed that the black and white boat next to it seemed to be a little different from what it was just now.

"Huh? Huamanlou has a new brand?"

"What what? Where?"

"There! See, the one in white!"

"Oh! Oh, my mother, where did this wonderful person come from! The one look just now made my bones crumble!"

"Promising! I haven't even rolled my eyes, how can I see you?"

The discussion on the shore became louder and louder, and many people began to talk about Huamanlou's flower boat.

Some people even shouted "Hua Man Lou" in unison.

Ye Jiu leaned against the railing and smiled slightly: Could this be the earliest fan support?

She turned her head, crossed her arms and glanced at Song Chuxun, with a cold light in her eyes:

"If you don't start, my Shao'er will freeze to death."

After Song Chuxun adjusted the last string, he quickly raised his head and said, "Okay."

Then she shook her sleeves, and her white lotus arms fell gently on the plain guqin through the fiery red gauze skirt.The corner of her mouth lightly raised:

"It's time to wake up the family next door."

Xue Yuning took two steps and stood behind Song Chuxun on the left side. She looked sideways at the fiery figure. It just so happened that the figure turned its head and collided with her gaze.

"Yu Ning."

Song Chuxun nodded towards himself with fighting spirit in his eyes.

Xue Yuning pursed her lips, temporarily suppressed all the feelings in her heart, held the white jade flute with both hands, placed the mouth of the flute under her lips, and closed her eyes slightly.

After a while, she opened her eyes, lifted a few fingers lightly, and played a tune eloquently.

The clear and crisp sound of the flute instantly penetrated the melancholy sound and the noisy voices of the people, like a breeze blowing by, making the entire river, and even both banks, instantly quiet down.

People searched for the source of the sound one after another, and finally landed on the ink painting boat.

I saw the woman in the Tsing Yi dress standing upright in front of the cabin, with the green hair rolled up, unlike the enchanting twisting next door, the Tsing Yi figure is graceful, majestic and upright.

Song Chuxun looked sideways at that beautiful and meticulous figure, with a slight smile on his lips.

No matter whether this person is wearing a man's robe or a woman's dress, he exudes a unique magic power all the time.It seems that she can firmly catch the eyes of others without saying or doing anything.

In fact, Xue Yuning was just as radiant.

Song Chuxun caught a glimpse of the bright red on her jade flute, and was stunned again.

The familiar Chinese knot, the familiar fiery red, swayed gently with the swing of the white jade flute.

Her eyes trembled, she stared at Xue Yuning's side face, her eyes were unclear.

Don't you want to come, don't you want to draw a clear line, why do you still hang things on your jade flute that never leaves your body.

The seriousness in her eyes was stained with a slight strangeness, she suppressed the waves in her heart, pressed her fingers on the strings, and trembled slightly.

Song Chuxun bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to calm down.She stabilized her mind, wiped her fingers, and the solid sound of the piano came through the air along with the melodious sound of the flute.

Once again, people turned their attention to the woman in the red shirt next to her. The woman knelt in front of the piano table, her eyebrows lowered, her plain white fingertips flexibly flipped over the strings, and the ancient and simple sound of the piano poured out from her fingertips. out.

"Oiran! That's the oiran!"

"Really??"

"Of course, I saw it the last time I reopened Blooming Manlou! Absolutely right!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The people on the shore began to commotion inexplicably, and the crowd even moved in its direction where the Huamanlou Painting Boat passed by.

However, at this moment, the long-standing white clothes on the bow suddenly moved slightly, successfully attracting people's attention.

I saw the woman holding a bouquet in one arm, and stretched out the other hand. The white and tender forearm was exposed due to the slip of the sleeve, and it was lined with red gauze, like a blooming red plum.

Ye Jiu's breathing was stagnant, he couldn't stand firmly on his feet, and staggered.

It's not the first time for her to watch Qi Shao'an's dance, but it's different from that mottled confusion, this time it's just a move, and she can't wait to catch all her eyes.

It can be said that she is fixed there, and she is breathtakingly beautiful.

At this moment, Qi Shao'an's back was facing her, his legs were slightly bent, his fingertips were drawn slowly in an arc, his black hair was half scattered on his chest and back of his neck, and his eyes were slightly closed.

On the veil, in the pupils, there is such an infatuation.

As the sound of the flute flutters, the sound of the qin gradually rises. At the moment when the gradually intensified sound of the flute intermingles with the sound of the qin under the re-dial, Qi Shaoan's red gauze slips out of her sleeves instantly, and the blood-red gauze is like two tongues of fire, catching To the river surface with shallow water marks.

The people on the shore suddenly gasped, their eyes staring at the graceful figure on the bow of the boat who was about to step away, and they were speechless for a moment.

Cold as the wind, flirtatious as fire, soft and tactful, but also with a rushing momentum.It seems that the woman is not dancing, but lingering with the world.

What kind of magical combination is this to have such a heart-pounding effect?

People's footsteps stopped, the noise stopped, and even the steps of the dancers in blue on the opposite side were out of step.

Song Chuxun looked at the movement on the shore from the corner of his eye, curled his lips into a smile, turned his fingers into flowers, and changed the rhythm.

There was a burst of ring fingers, a few rhythmic bouncing sounds, Ye Jiu looked sideways at Song Chuxun, and met her raised eyebrows and smiling appearance.

Familiar rhythm, familiar sound, since that bastard made a fool of himself that day, this will be another collaboration between them.

Ye Jiu put away his idle look, walked onto the deck, and opened his mouth slowly as the last piano sound fell.

The author has something to say: Here I am, babies!

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