I have seen this father [Jian San]

The lights on the stage were not turned on, and the noise in the venue gradually calmed down to silence.

There was a burst of piano sound from the middle, and the melody was leisurely and content, as if the player was in the green hills.The majesty of the mountain, the ding of the axe, faintly appear under the fingers.

The light came on at this moment, and the player playing the piano was a beautiful woman in ancient costume, with a graceful and ethereal figure, immersed in the sound of her own piano.The audience is slightly curious, wanting to see the face of the performer clearly through the faint light.

Unnoticed, an elegant and unrestrained flute sound entered his ears.The flute is different from the qin. It is not like a green hill, but in the pan of green water.The ocean of water and the sound of oars slowly rise from the lips.

When it was discovered, the sound of the flute and the sound of the qin had already merged into one, and the green mountains and green waters seemed like a natural process.There is no lingering love, no caressing, only a celebrity, bohemian, hidden in the mountains and rivers.

Of course, in front of Xie Xia who has no musical literacy, all the above thoughts are useless.At this moment, there was only one thought left in her mind, and that was the complaint about the light.You have the ability to take pictures of the girl playing the piano, but why don't you have the ability to highlight the guy playing the flute!

Yes, besides the beam of light on the top of the stage hitting the girl playing the piano in the middle, there is another stream of light moving slowly.But for another performer, this beam of flowing light seemed to be playing a joke, and every time it bypassed, only a thin and tall figure holding the flute was left behind, which gave people infinite reverie.

In fact, if it is shown directly and openly, the audience may not have any sense of surprise.But it was this kind of light that You hugged the pipa half-hidden, so that they scratched their hearts and wanted to know what the man playing the flute looked like.Anyway, to be able to be a partner with the tingling girl who plays the piano, it is impossible for her to be too low-looking.

"Md, can you give me a good time with this light, let me out!" Xie Xia saw that the song was about to end, and the light was swaying around, not falling on the serious place, anxiously Broken thoughts.

"I haven't seen the face yet, so you're a male god? What if you step on a thunderbolt?" Xie Dong was also a little curious, but he was a little upset when he heard that his sister was even swearing because of other boys.

"This is a girl's intuition, it must be the male god of the ancient style!" Although he couldn't see the face, he could still get a general idea.First of all, the height is ok, the figure is ok, and the flute talent is ok, no matter how low it is, it can't be low.

If you really step on the thunder, you can just take off your fans at worst.Yan Gou is so capricious ╮(╯_╰)╭.

"I'll find out later. Normally, the lights will be turned on at the curtain call, so you can see what's going on then." One second Xie Dong was swearing at the routine, and the next second the scene of the curtain call was slapped in the face.

The performer bowed in place and stepped off the stage with the utensils in hand.The flute player stood sideways and left the stage before the lights were turned on. The host came up to announce the next show, and it was completely over.

Not to mention how Xie Xia mocked his brother, Xinglou got off the stage only to be reminded that it was too early, but he had already left the stage, so he was embarrassed to go back.The person in charge could only hurriedly prepare for the following matters, leaving the Star Tower alone.

Mi Shuang stepped off the stage to find Xinglou, and said angrily, "You run fast, and when you turn around, you want to stand with you, and there's no one left!"

Xinglou smiled flatteringly, and handed Mi Shuang the water that was brought in from someone else. "You're tired, take a rest."

Seeing this soft smile, Mi Shuang lost her anger, "Okay, go and remove your makeup. I will return the clothes later."

When I went backstage to change clothes, I found that Jing Yuan was already waiting there.

"How long have you been waiting?" Handing him the flute in his hand, he was about to go to the changing room to take off his robe.

"I just came after listening to the music." She reached out to help him straighten his clothes, and even patted him on the back.It has been a long time since Jing Yuan saw Xinglou wearing ancient costumes, so long that he even felt that the previous life was really a dream.

When listening to the music under the stage, Jing Yuan could hardly tell the past from the present, the music is not special, especially the person who holds the flute.

The image of the star building seems to overlap with the white-clothed gentleman on the battlefield in the previous life, and then the images appear in the memory one after another. Some are injured, and he scolds himself for not caring for his body while carefully bandaging. Ju was running at the foot of Jiulian Mountain, seeing his despair when he blocked the knife for him, and the indescribable selfishness of the bed...

He was like this at that time, a little younger than now, dressed in white, with a face like a crown of jade.With superb medical skills, no one in the camp would dare to bully him even without his own care.The only one who can 'bully' him is himself.

When were they together in the previous life?That is, when Xinglou was sixteen, on the Bianzhou battlefield, the endless wars, the devastated battlefield, and the two souls who were in love with each other naturally merged together.There is no need for a solemn confession, no need for thrilling opportunities, and long-term company, so that they can understand each other enough.

Xinglou concentrated on taking off the ancient clothes on his body in the changing room, not knowing what the man outside was thinking.However, it seems that a strap on the back is tangled into a dead knot, which cannot be undone.It's a little strange how it got wrapped up, but the most important thing is to take it off and return it to Mi Shuang.

"Ah Yuan, come and help me untie it." With both hands behind his back to untie the strap, he couldn't see and his arms were tired, and he still couldn't untie it for a long time.

Obviously he was calling for help in a serious manner, but what Jing Yuan heard was like a tiny electric current, and his fingers twitched slightly due to the electricity.

Although he had expected it, but when he saw only a few laces wrapped around his white and flawless half of his back exposed to the air, he still couldn't help but his eyes turned red.

Xinglou sat on a stool with his back facing Jing Yuan, and he felt a little clear when he heard the obvious heavy breathing of the person behind him.

I didn't expect this stubble to have an unexpected effect. I call you Liu Xiahui!Thinking of all kinds of methods in the previous month, the other party was stubborn and did not respond, and every time he ended up making himself feel uncomfortable, now it's not just the retribution.

A little schadenfreude was born, "Why do you even solve this for a long time?"

Jing Yuan was condescending, not only could see Xinglou's slender neck and rounded shoulders, but also his smirking expression.

Feeling helpless, is it really because your concentration is weak?

But if you are weak, you are weak, and you are still laughed at by this person who really has no concentration. It seems that you have to teach him a little lesson. "Okay."

Seeing that the belt was untied, Xinglou felt regretful, I knew I would not have said, "Then I changed clothes, you can go out."

"Throw it away when you're done using it..." Jing Yuan leaned down/muttered in Xinglou's ear, his voice was resentful, like a girl with a yellow flower who was spoiled by a heartless man and then abandoned.

Heartbroken Han Xinglou felt the heat in his ears, and couldn't control the heat on his face, so he immediately turned around to face Jing Yuan.

But he was sitting on the stool and Jing Yuan was standing behind him, turning around to face each other, wouldn't it be embarrassing.

I was caught off guard and felt something pressing against my face, and it gradually changed its shape.

"You..." Carefully backed away a little to create a distance, looked up and saw Jing Yuan's eyes were gloomy, the narrow changing room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing, and they couldn't tell each other apart.