[Comprehensive wear] Flower blowing sword

Huamanlou is playing the piano.

His slender fingers plucked the strings, and there was still a faint smile on the corner of Hua Manlou's mouth, just like his usual smile.

The tune is very melodious, not intense, just like his people.

Hua Manlou is blind, but that doesn't hinder him. On the contrary, he plays very well.

However, Hua Manlou's eyebrows suddenly furrowed unconsciously, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

A drop of bright red blood slowly slid down his thin white fingertips. Hua Manlou raised his finger to his eyes. He couldn't see the blood, but his eyes were tightly glued to the blood bead. It also became more wrinkled and tighter.

What's the matter... Hua Manlou has never made a mistake in playing the piano, but why does this inexplicable chest tightness come from?

Hua Manlou thought about it, and couldn't help but sighed softly.

He shook off the blood from his hands, and put his hands on the strings again.

The sound of the piano sounded again, but this time, the sound of the flower-filled piano became more enthusiastic, as if something was about to break through the ground, suppressed but hot.

There are always many flowers and trees in Wanmei Villa.

Although it is night now, the moonlight casts on the trees, reflecting mottled images on the ground.

Ximen Chuuxue was standing behind the treetops, and the leaves that were blown by the wind sometimes covered his face.

He had been standing for a while, and in front of him was the room where Hua Manlou lived.

The surrounding was very quiet, so he could clearly hear the sound of the piano coming from the house, but the room full of flowers was not lit.

If it wasn't for the sound of the piano, he might think that Huamanlou was not in the room, but if he wasn't in the room, where could he go?Ximen Chuuxue thought back, it seemed that since he came to Wanmei Villa, he spent most of his time with him.

Ximen Chuuxue lowered his eyes slowly.

Hua Manlou once said, "I like you." He also believed it.

But since he learned about swords at the age of three, it seems that he no longer has any desires or desires. Pursuing the highest state of swordsmanship requires relentless love.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't realize that his tall sword eyebrows were already frowning.

He looked up at the closed door and turned around slowly.

However, at this moment, Hua ManLou's piano sound suddenly stopped.

He knew that Ximen Chuuxue was right outside the door, obviously he was still some distance away from the door, and obviously there was a door across that distance, but almost as soon as Ximen Chuuxue arrived, Huamanlou smelled him.

That's right, the plum fragrance almost seemed to be imprinted on Huamanlou's bones, and it was introduced into Huamanlou's nose the moment Ximen Chuuxue appeared.

In Huamanlou's impression, since he arrived at Wanmei Villa, Ximen Chuuxue had never taken the initiative to look for him.

Ximen Chuuxue came today, he should be happy, but for some reason, the wrinkles between his brows never relaxed.

He faintly sensed that something he didn't want to see was about to happen.

The hand playing the piano came to a halt almost without hesitation, and Hua Manlou raised his eyes, as if he wanted to look directly at the person standing under the tree through the door.

In any case, it is true, he cannot see it.

"Since the owner is here, why don't you come in and sit down?"

Ximen Chuuxue's footsteps paused, he turned around, and saw the lights slowly turning on in the house, and the figure of Hua Manlou outlined on the door.

Ximen Chuuxue thought for a while, then walked over slowly.

If it is broken, it will be messed up. He and Huamanlou will make a break sooner or later.

It's just that he doesn't know who the love is for this decision made by him.

There was a folding fan on the table, and Hua Manlou sat quietly in front of the table.

His heart is already in a mess, but the smile on the corner of his mouth is still the same as before, like a flower, making people feel like a spring breeze.

He heard the "squeak" sound of the door being pushed open, and then he smelled the biting plum fragrance more clearly.

Hua Manlou couldn't help sniffing it carefully.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't notice his small movement. He glanced at the guqin lying aside, and sat across from Huamanlou, "Why don't you play it?"

Hua Manlou lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, "If I continue to play, Ximen may have gone far away by now."

"How do you know I'm outside the door?" Ximen Chuuxue asked.

Picking up the teacup and pouring a glass of water to Ximen Chuuxue, Hua Manlou smiled and said, "I think the smell on Ximen's body, I will never forget it in my whole life."

smell?Ximen Chuuxue took the teacup from Huamanlou. He didn't smell anything from himself, but Huamanlou mentioned the fragrance on his body many times...

The teacup was porcelain white without any decoration, Ximen Chuixue looked down at the teacup, but saw a faint red on the porcelain white cup.

He couldn't help frowning and looked at Hua Manlou's finger. As expected, there were still dry blood stains on that slender finger, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Hua Manlou smiled slightly, "It's okay, it was accidentally scratched just now when I was playing the piano."

The room fell silent all of a sudden, Ximen Chuuxue just asked subconsciously, if it were someone else, he would definitely not say a word, but this is Huamanlou, maybe earlier, Huamanlou had already been in his heart He is different from other people, even different from Lu Xiaofeng.

But after Huamanlou answered, Ximen Chuuxue didn't know how to answer.

Seemingly aware of Ximen Chuuxue's embarrassment, Hua Manlou took a sip of water and asked, "Why did Ximen come to see me today?"

Ximen Chuuxue's heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, he suddenly didn't want to explain to Hua Manlou what his real purpose was.

Hua Manlou "looked" at Ximen Chuuxue with a gentle smile, but he slowly clenched the hand on the teacup.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were looking straight at Huamanlou's eyes, those eyes were not dull like a normal blind person's, but extremely bright, Ximen Chuuxue looked at those eyes, and said word by word: "I'm going to get married."

The pair of eyes that had been staring at Ximen Chuuxue's body closed lightly, and Hua Manlou picked up the teacup.

The hand raised at the right time covered the expression on Hua Manlou's face, Ximen Chuuxue looked at him silently, but felt inexplicably irritable in his heart.

"Really?" Hua Manlou held the teacup in both hands, and seemed to smile slightly, "Who does Ximen want to marry?"

Huamanlou's expression didn't change much, even the gentle smile that belonged to Huamanlou didn't disappear, but Ximen Chuuxue could feel that there was no warmth in those bright eyes, cold, let He was getting more irritable.

"Sun Xiuqing."

Hua Manlou nodded, "Although I have only had contact with Ms. Sun a few times, I can see that she is a person who is affectionate, righteous and dares to love and hate, but Ximen..." Hua Manlou changed the subject suddenly, Even the gentle smile disappeared, "Ximen, are you a kind and righteous person who dares to love and hate?"

Ximen Chuuxue was slightly stunned, Huamanlou could not be seen, but Ximen Chuuxue felt that those eyes that were fixed on him seemed to cast countless ice shavings.

Ximen Chuuxue is a person as cold as ice and snow.

But Huamanlou is a person who is as warm as flowers and the sun.

However, Huamanlou now seems to be a bit colder than Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue looked away, and said slowly: "Friendship is in a dilemma."

The corners of Hua Manlou's mouth raised slightly, revealing a mocking smile that did not belong to Hua Manlou at all, "Then, Ximen, do you have affection? Do you have love? Miss Sun likes you, what about you?"

"My business has nothing to do with you."

"That's right, I have nothing to do with the owner of Ximen, so why should I meddle in the affairs of the owner of Ximen?" Hua Manlou said with a low smile: "I, Hua, is not a thick-skinned person, since the owner of Ximen has already done this. For the sake of it, if I still pester Master Ximen, then I can only say that I am making fun of myself with someone."

Ximen Chuixue's thin lips moved, but he didn't speak.

Hua Manlou took a deep look at him, and stood up slowly. He held the folding fan tightly, and said to Ximen Chuuxue, "Hua once again congratulates the owner of Ximen. I'm sorry for disturbing you these few days, so please leave."

His words were clean and neat, and his movements of turning around and leaving were also clean and neat.

Ximen Chuuxue's outstretched hand behind him finally fell slowly, accompanied by Hua Manlou's raised corner of his clothes, as if that hand was holding onto the clothes.

But in the end it was not.

Hua Manlou walked out step by step, Ximen Chuuxue looked at the reflection cast on the ground by the moonlight, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable for some reason, this feeling of wanting to lose something was really uncomfortable.

Huamanlou had never been so angry before.

He has always been a person who loves life and thinks that everything in the world is beautiful.

But this time, he was really angry, but under the suppressed anger, there was also lingering sadness.

He loves all the beautiful things in the world, but Ximen Chuuxue is the first person he fell in love with.

Maybe from the moment he fell in love with Ximen Chuuxue, he had already lost, Hua Manlou thought, for a person like Ximen Chuuxue, who can pry open his icy heart?

He couldn't, and Sun Xiuqing couldn't. Since he was just looking for someone to accompany him, why couldn't that person be himself?

Forget it, Hua Manlou smiled wryly and shook his head, since it was done, why should he bother.

"The cold fragrance of jade plums is tangy, and there are countless people in the big cup." After breaking a flower casually, Hua Manlou smiled wryly, "I would like to be a flower cherisher, but I don't want that flower." The flower in the hand fluttered gently.

Ximen Chuuxue, from now on, we may have nothing to do with each other...

"Ha..." Hua Manlou slowly closed his eyes, the sky was very dark, and his world was even darker.

What he wanted was never the flowers of Wanmei Villa, but the owner of Wanmei Villa, a man with a murderous sword and a bitter plum fragrance.

"Ximen..." A low moan came from her warm lips, and Huamanlou walked out of Wanmei Villa slowly.

Ximen Chuuxue sat there without moving.

The opposite side of him had already been empty, and the warm water in front of him gradually cooled down.

Ximen Fuxue's handsome face was as cold as ever, but there was a bit of emptiness in his star-like eyes.

Hua Manlou left, to be precise, I forced him to leave, but why did he feel even more irritable?

Ximen Chuuxue frowned and turned to look at Guqin beside him.

After watching for a while, he slowly got up and walked to the side of the piano. He looked at the strings carefully, as if he was looking for the blood left by Hua Manlou.

He saw that little bit of red, and he stretched out his hand, slowly covering the drop of red.

The candle lights in the house suddenly went out.

It was pitch black, and Ximen Chuuxue seemed to know what Huamanlou looked like in the world.

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