[Comprehensive] The sky is always falling

Is the effect of Fuxiqin slightly against the sky, and it can also remind memory?If Fuxi is in front of Zezhi at this time, and Zezhi properly complains about him, besides having a child, what else can you not do?

When he called out that name, Chang Qin himself was taken aback. He stared blankly at Ze Zhi, and always felt that something flashed in his mind. Among them, there was always such a smile, The person with a pair of clear eyes like the person in front of him called out a name uncontrollably, and even himself was stunned after he said it.

Gu Qu... who is that?

Is the person with the sunny smile in the blurred picture the same as the powerful man in front of him?

Chang Qin's acting skills have always been good, even though she was puzzled, she only retracted her blank expression for a moment, those bottomless black eyes were extremely calm at the moment, the gentle call that Zezhi heard It's like hallucination.

Zezhi turned around unconsciously, and a confused voice that wanted to confirm came out of his mouth: "What did you call me just now?"

Even his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his head turned away from the direction of the piano. The expression of unbelievable emotion was too obvious, maybe only he himself didn't notice it.

"Gu Qu." The tip of the tongue flicked and spit out two words, the air in the throat collided with the surface of the tongue, entangled with deep tenderness, the name instantly seemed like a kind of poison, Chang Qin couldn't help but want to chew and chew, I miss myself for no reason.

It seemed that it was an old man he knew a long time ago. Although he had forgotten it in his memory, it left traces on his soul.

Different from the gentle tone before, it was serious and a little probing.

Zezhi was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly opened a faint smile, turned his eyes to other places, and said without any emotional fluctuations: "My name, Zezhi." The sunlight outside the window fell on the previous log, and the indoor The light was also much brighter, hitting the delicate profile of his turned head, reflecting the black hair and snow-white profile even more beautifully.

Chang Qin habitually drew a smile, the kind she used to face others, meaningless, her voice was warm but without warmth: "Maybe I mistook the person, that person is not as tall as your Excellency Handsome, besides, I don't have much impression of that person."

He just recalled the picture he saw, the man in the fine clothes with his back turned to him, that figure from his back was very familiar.

Ze Zhi said 'En' in that barely audible voice, but Chang Qin didn't hear it either.

They at that time... Memories swept over the sky in an instant, he was a little breathless, his heartbeat stopped for half a beat, his eyelashes lowered, and he curled his lips slightly self-deprecatingly. He thought that he was qualified to stand beside the man who looked at the world with a smile, but he didn't expect that when he woke up, the gap between them was already a sky and an underground.

Chang Qin suddenly sensed the silent sadness coming from Ze Zhi's body, raised her head, and frowned involuntarily. The expression on the face of that high-ranking fairy who never showed emotions in front of him was actually a bit sad at this moment. of.

Almost instantly, Chang Qin had an intuition that it must be related to love. Love is the most inexplicable thing in the world. Can even gods not avoid it?

Changqin stopped plucking the strings, and asked slowly: "Is this music arousing your sorrow?"

"I think of the person I once liked. At that time, he promised me that he would protect me forever, and later he did something earth-shattering for me." There was a nostalgic smile on the corner of Zezhi's lips, and I don't know if it was that. It is said that Hu suddenly provoked his impulse or the sound of the piano suddenly broke through his sea of ​​consciousness, hitting heavily on the memory that was going to be dusty, and the blow that was caught off guard shattered his previous innocence.

The movement of the fifty strings brought the world back to chaos and crushed the laws, which was truly earth-shattering.

In just a few words, they sketched out their affairs hastily, leaving the listener to imagine what kind of promise it was, and what kind of earth-shattering event it was.

A conjecture emerged in Chang Qin's mind. The person Zezhi mentioned seemed to be inextricably linked with her.

"What happened later?" Chang Qin was not a curious person, this was something he rarely wanted to know, and there was an impulse in his heart that was about to come out, but he couldn't find the place where it came out.

"There is no future." Ze Zhiqian's words brought all the past between them.Eachother vows, the sea is not yet dry, and the mountain is not yet flat, but the person who said that back then is no longer there.

Zezhi felt that he was quite boring, others didn't take you seriously, and you still posted it, what kind of shit is this?

After the initial recognition of the master, the Fuxiqin is like a simple qin. In Changqin's hands, it emits different musical sounds as the Changqin is played.

Occasionally, the Changqin would stop at unfamiliar places with uncertain notes. After all, since a long time ago, most of the pianos were seven-stringed, so he was a little excited that the full tone of fifty strings could play more moving music.

Ze Zhi paused, but chose to walk out the door. Chang Qin didn't intend to say anything at first, but when he saw his almost resolute figure, some images broke into his mind. This time , he finally saw clearly the face of the noble man in fine clothes, which was almost exactly the same as him. It was the first time that this picture was accompanied by sound, and he didn't know whether it was because he was too familiar with the simulation in his mind, or it was the picture itself. Just with it, I only heard the man's tone full of smile and confidence, and only said four words: "Goodbye, Honghuang."

Goodbye Hong Huang... Hong Huang seems to be where that person came from. Did you stay there before?

Honghuang, Honghuang, as if some kind of confinement had been broken, somewhere in the wheel of reincarnation in the underworld, the shining silver gears began to spin rapidly without warning, and the dots in mid-air seemed to be attracted Speeding toward the pinion—

The flying memories are like butterflies flapping their wings among the flowers in spring, coming one after another in mid-air, almost instantly drowning Chang Qin's sight, clearly looking at the back of the person leaving, but in front of her eyes are like countless fragments release.

Among them, there is a man in red clothes like a fire. Only when he looks at him, his indifferent face will show a smile as if the ice melts. Of course, there are other people who can make him smile beautifully in this world. One person, that person's name is...

The skull hurt as if it had been smashed, and the chaotic memories were forcibly superimposed on his body. A faint light appeared on Fuxiqin. After a while, the same light appeared on Changqin's body, just like that Fuxiqin Like protecting him, the long memory was loaded on the human body for a while, and his endurance was not strong enough. If Fu Xiqin hadn't protected him, such a sudden superposition of memories might have driven him into a lunatic.

Zezhi didn't pay attention to what was behind him at first, but when he heard Fuxiqin's pitch-changing music, he just turned around and saw Changqin about to bump his head on Fuxiqin, so frightened that his figure instantly moved in front of him, with both hands As soon as he picked it up, he hugged the man in his arms.

The breath that poured into the tip of his nose was no longer the clean and warm smell, but a mixed medicinal scent, and the purifying air from Zezhi's body overflowed unconsciously to neutralize that smell. When touching Chang Qin's clothes, there was a slight tingling sensation in the palm of his hand, which disappeared after his own strength was released.

This person is really, with thorns all over his body, Zezhi can't even imagine how ordinary people will react if they touch his body or clothes.

No need to look at the structure of this room, Zezhi actually felt a different kind of comfort when he picked up the person in his arms. In fact, he had such thoughts about Prince Changqin a long time ago. I didn't expect to be able to practice it today.

He daydreamed to himself.

Put the person in your hand on the bed, remove the coat, and wrap it in the quilt. The general steps should be like this. Zezhi has no pressure to do all this. He is usually well-informed. Futons are much more comfortable.

If I tell the teacher to replace all the futons with soft beds in the human room, I wonder if I will be beaten up by my brothers?Zezhi fantasized maliciously that every room in Zixiao Palace had a bed. _(:з)∠)_

Having nothing to do by the bedside, I was planning to go out to look for food, and I don't know what Chang Qin looks like, Zezhi complained that the human body is so fragile, and he didn't know what he was going to do while standing there.

I don't know if I can wake up if I pat my face.Ze Zhi looked at the man who was lying quietly, his brows were even slightly furrowed because of pain, and he stared closely at Chang Qin. In fact, it was just not as white as before, and generally speaking, it was still passable.

Well, the forehead is not exposed anymore, and there are more bangs, and the hair is not loosely tied behind the head like before, but the way it is tied is quite complicated.

Anyway, for a scumbag like Zezhi, it is his limit to think of bundling his hair up. The word trick has nothing to do with other skills except that it can be associated with his death.

Although Chang Qin is not usually a noisy person, there is still a big difference between someone talking and no one talking. At least Zezhi doesn't know that the lack of music in this room is the same feeling as the emptiness of Zixiao Palace.

He bent over boredly, put his hands on both sides of Chang Qin's head, and carefully looked at Chang Qin's face, just like a child looking at ants, his eyes wandered over Chang Qin's face inch by inch.Well, it still feels very pleasing to the eye.

With excellent eyesight, he could see everything about the person in front of him. Zezhi looked at his frowning brows, the beautiful brows were furrowed, and felt a little annoying, so he stretched out his hand to smooth the frown between his brows.

Sure enough, I still feel that I can't let him spoil the face like Changqin, eh!Zezhi convinced himself with unconvincing reasons.

The boy who happened to push the door to change tea suddenly opened the door, and saw this scene: The cultivator, who was labeled as a terrible label in their minds, actually fell on Chang Qin's body?

Overlord is hard on the bow? !

The frightened boy couldn't speak well, and the kettle fell to the ground with a loud noise. He rushed out of the door, forgetting to close the door, and only heard his apology from a long distance away: "You, You guys continue!"

Zezhi: ... Did he misunderstand something?

Noticing the inadvertent sight from outside the door, Zezhi paused, and with a gust of wind with his sleeves, he closed the door tightly again.

Didn't realize there was something wrong with their posture at this time.

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