Red Dust Tune: Cherry Falling King's Heart

No one could fall asleep that night, Qing Ying's eyes were swollen from crying, Zhong Wanjun sat in the room until dawn.

In terms of love, Zhong Wanjun is inexperienced, and he and Qingying are their first love; when it comes to marriage, he is even more immature. Although he has been married for a year, he is only 21 years old after all, and he is a very young husband. Know what is the way to get along as a couple.

For a lifetime, it's been a long time, they can't always fight and sleep in separate rooms, things have to be resolved.After thinking about it, Zhong Wanjun knew that he was indeed at fault for this matter, and that Qing Ying's tantrum last night was also reasonable, and he couldn't deprive her of the right to not be gentle just because he always enjoyed Qing Ying's tenderness.Zhong Wanjun thought, Qingying might have calmed down after a night of precipitation last night, then, should he apologize?

Look at your watch, it's seven o'clock in the morning.Zhong Wanjun reckoned that Qingying had been sad all night, she must be hungry now, why not go and make some breakfast for Qingying, if she is full, she will feel better.

After making up his mind, Zhong Wanjun immediately went downstairs quietly, then rushed into the kitchen, and quickly made breakfast.Ever since Qing Ying lived with him, he has been "not touching the spring water with his ten fingers" for a long time, so the craftsmanship is naturally a little rusty, the bread is baked black, the millet porridge is boiled into thin rice porridge, and the soy milk is ground so that the slurry splashes everywhere.In the end, Zhong Wanjun looked at the messy kitchen with embarrassment, thinking that cooking skills really need to be practiced more so as not to be unfamiliar.

"If you don't know how to do it, don't do it, don't make trouble for me." Qingying's cold voice came from behind, Zhong Wanjun turned around, and saw Qingying standing there, looking at him... and the kitchen with a blank expression.

"Uh, Qing, Qingying... are you up?" Zhong Wanjun stammered, like a child who did something wrong and was caught by an adult.

Qingying rolled up her sleeves and walked in, without saying a word, she began to pack up.Zhong Wanjun hurriedly helped at the side: throwing away the burnt bread, cleaning the glazed table and soybean milk machine... Seeing that Qing Ying did not object to his help, Zhong Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief; Transparent, his heart inevitably became heavy again.

After tidying up the kitchen, Qingying didn't seem to plan to make breakfast.She took a jug of milk straight from the fridge and went upstairs.Zhong Wanjun was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed.

Qing Ying went upstairs and wanted to close the door after entering the room, but Zhong Wanjun quickly blocked the door with sharp eyesight and hands. "Qingying, can we talk?" He said pleadingly.

Qing Ying tried to close the door with a cold face, but after a few tries, she found that she was no match for Zhong Wanjun's brute force, and finally gave him an annoyed look, let go and turned back to the room.Zhong Wanjun quickly followed in.

"Qing Ying..."

Qing Ying walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, Zhong Wanjun squatted beside her, reaching out to hold Qing Ying's hand.Qing Ying struggled to get away: "Don't touch me!"

"I don't want it!" Zhong Wanjun held Qing Ying's wrist tightly and refused to let go, his tone was quite like a child throwing a temper tantrum.

Qing Ying didn't shake it off a few times, she looked at Zhong Wanjun angrily, why didn't she find out that he was such a rascal before?She said: "I want to drink milk, how can I drink it like this?!"

"Then don't drink it," Zhong Wanjun took the milk bottle from Qing Ying's hand and put it on the bedside table, "Drinking ice milk early in the morning, you think your stomach is too strong, don't you?"

"None of your business!" Qingying shook her hand again, but she still didn't shake him off.

"Qingying, let's talk calmly, shall we?" Zhong Wanjun held Qingying's hands and said seriously, "We can't be like this." I really, really don't want to break up with Qing Ying because of the quarrel, and finally get to the step of divorce.

Qing Ying's face was still cold, but she nodded slightly - in fact, after a whole night, she also calmed down, if she wants to continue this marriage with Zhong Wanjun, then an open and honest conversation is inevitable of.

Zhong Wanjun saw that Qingying had loosened a bit, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Qingying, I know, I mishandled this matter, which made you sad. I promise, I promise, it won't happen again in the future."

Qingying looked at him coldly: "You promise? What do you promise? Guarantee that you will ignore Lei Ting from now on? Or promise that I won't find out from now on so that I won't be out of sight and out of mind?"

"I..." Zhong Wanjun was speechless.This is a dilemma. He has been in love with Lei Ting for 12 years, and it is impossible to ignore her from now on; but if he blatantly cares about Lei Ting, then Qingying will definitely feel sad again.He... what is the best way to do it?Confusion appeared in Zhong Wanjun's eyes.

Qingying sighed, she couldn't bear Wanjun's embarrassment in her heart.She said: "Wan Jun, do you know what I'm really angry about this time? I'm so angry that it's not that you secretly followed Lei Ting, but that I know it's impossible to let go of a 12-year relationship. As a wife, I I think I understand you very well, ask yourself, have I ever asked you to forget Lei Ting? No! What makes me really angry is that you are hiding me, you make me feel like you are cutting me off, in In your small world, there are only you and Lei Ting; on the contrary, I, the wife, was left out of your world by you. I know that you secretly care about the students in Class [-] Ultimate, but since you let me know about Hua Linglong Well, then I also ask you to let me know about Lei Ting, don't believe me, don't let me have the feeling that you are trying to cover up, and don't let me feel...you don't have me in your heart at all..." Speaking In the end, Qingying's heart was sour and wronged, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Zhong Wanjun felt pain in his heart, and quickly reached out to wipe away the tears on Qing Ying's face, and said: "Qing Ying, I'm sorry, I assure you, my concern for Lei Ting...is only out of the love I grew up with since I was a child. I won’t hide it from you like this again in the future.” Zhong Wanjun stood up from the ground, sat beside Qing Ying, and stretched out his arms to wrap her arms around Qing Ying’s thin shoulders, “Besides, what I told you before , I really really like you. You have to believe that I have you in my heart. "

Qing Ying leaned against Zhong Wanjun's arms and couldn't help crying.Yes, you have me in your heart, you like me, but...you don't love me...

"Qingying, let's not quarrel in the future, okay?"

Zhong Wanjun's deep and magnetic voice came from above her head, Qingying closed her eyes and nodded in Zhong Wanjun's arms.Wan Jun, what I'm angry with is not only your concealment, but also your obsession with Lei Ting; but I concealed my jealousy towards Lei Ting, and only said that I was angry with you because I didn't want you Against my will, I promised to completely break up with Lei Ting, and it was because I was still afraid that you would get angry and choose Lei Ting between me and Lei Ting.You said that you will not hide from me anymore, which means that I will endure your concern for Lei Ting in the future.Wan Jun, I wronged myself so much because I wanted to continue walking with you.But can such grievances really bring happiness?

Qing Ying felt that her future was dark and invisible.She held onto Zhong Wanjun's hand tightly, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving driftwood, but she didn't know if this driftwood could really save her.

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Geng Qingmeng's wedding was really lively.Ding Xiaoyu finally got married, Wang Dadong and other good brothers were happier than him, everyone poured alcohol desperately, and vowed that Ding Xiaoyu would not be able to bridal tonight; Guan's bridesmaid, but Geng Qingmeng's bridesmaid is Zhang Qiu-the two were just ordinary friends at first, but because of Jun Ying's marriage, the two became relatives, and their friendship developed by leaps and bounds.The Geng family's daughter and all the friends around her were already married, so Zhang Qiu became the only bridesmaid candidate.But Geng Qingmeng's natal family didn't know Zhang Qiu well, so they were too embarrassed to bully them, so the firepower was naturally concentrated on Ding Xiaoyu alone.

"Third brother-in-law is so pitiful, what does the best man next to him do?" Qing Ying ran into Geng Qingning, the second sister of the Geng family on her right, who was Qing Meng's twin sister and the first married daughter of the Geng family.

Geng Qingning pursed her lips and smiled, and said to Qing Ying: "That's an ordinary member of Xiangbaiqi, Wang Dadong and the others are all high-level people, and the high-level people toast, how can it be his turn to drink. Besides, they ordered Ding Xiaoyu to drink, how can he stop it? This is the custom in Changde, pouring wine on the bridegroom is interesting."

"As for the wedding night, don't worry." Qing Ying originally had Zhong Wanjun on her left, but Qing Zhi came over and changed places with him.At this time, the sisters of the Geng family and other women were sitting on one side of the table, while the men were driven to the other side of the table to sit together.

Qingzhi said to Qingying in a low voice: "The creation of a human being is a long-term plan, and nothing will happen without tonight. It's you," she bumped into Qingying's arm, and looked into her stomach , "How is it? Any news?"

Qing Ying blushed: "Sister, how old am I!" She glanced at Qing Zhi's slightly bulging stomach, and said in a rather sour tone: "You are showing off your happiness..." Qing Zhi found out that this The first child was pregnant with twins, but everyone in the Wang family, especially Wang Dadong, was very happy.

Qing Ning said: "Envy? I envy you and hurry up to get pregnant."

Qingying whispered: "This kind of thing is not something I can decide unilaterally..."

"Could it be that Zhong Wanjun..."

"The main reason is that I'm still in school, and it's inconvenient to have a baby." Fearing that the sisters might be thinking about something else, Qingying hurriedly interrupted to explain, "However, I have to wait until graduation."

"That's true," Qing Zhi also nodded, "You'll be graduating in a year, and now is a critical moment, so it's really not suitable for pregnancy."

The topic of pregnancy passed, and the sisters began to talk about other things.Qingying breathed a sigh of relief, and chatted with each other casually, but the thoughts in her mind had drifted away.

Originally, she planned to mention to Zhong Wanjun about having children after graduation, but now they have avoided the dangerous period.But some time ago, something like Lei Ting's quarrel happened, Qing Ying didn't dare to tell Zhong Wanjun.She is looking forward to this baby with all her heart, but she is afraid that Zhong Wanjun will feel that she is using the child to tie him up—even if there is only one ten thousandth chance that Zhong Wanjun will think so, Qing Ying is not willing to take this risk , she hoped that her child would be born under the full expectations of both parents.

On the other side of the wedding, Ding Xiaoyu was really overwhelmed, so he unkindly pulled Wang Dadong out.Qing Zhi's twin stomachs were too conspicuous, and soon those drunk people forgot the theme of today's wedding, and flocked to "congratulate" Wang Dadong; Wang Dadong glanced at Rex for help, Rex coughed twice, turned his head and pretended not to see it; as for Wang Arthur, he had already gone to Wu Xiong's side to be a "24 filial husband" to avoid being drawn into the battle.

Brothers are amazing, one, two, three are all unreliable at critical moments!Wang Dadong gritted his teeth angrily.

Noisily arrived at more than nine o'clock in the evening, the wedding finally ended.After talking to Zhong Wanjun, Zhang Qiu left the hotel by himself.

Qing Ying asked curiously: "Sister, won't you go back to the upstairs room?" Because the main force of the wedding in Changde is the woman, the wedding room is tentatively scheduled to be in the hotel's presidential suite; when it's time to go to Taipei, the wedding room will be Ding Xiaoyu's home .Because of this, many guests will be staying in this hotel tonight.

Zhong Wanjun said: "Probably... my sister thinks of my brother-in-law." People say that you can't be a bridesmaid more than three times, otherwise you won't be able to get married; but Zhang Qiu's close friends got married one after another, and she has been a bridesmaid no less than five times. bridesmaids.Zhong Wanjun knew that Zhang Qiu's heart had been tied to Cedric for the rest of his life. Cedric is dead, and Zhang Qiu has no plans to remarry.

"How is it? Are you hungry? I was busy with socializing just now, so I must not have eaten well," Zhong Wanjun said, "Do you want to go out and eat?"

Qingying nodded, she is one of Qingmeng's natal family, she just ate a little bit and she and Qingming accompanied Geng's father and mother Geng to help socialize, Qingzhi was pregnant and couldn't work hard, so Qingying, the goddaughter of Geng's family, It is obligatory to top it.

Qingying said: "Wait for me, I'll go upstairs to wash my face, and then change clothes... Hey, let's talk to godfather and godmother first."

"it is good."

The two elders of the Geng family were sending the guests away.Geng's father is a retired soldier, and all the people he invited were old comrades-in-arms. When a group of people get together, no matter how old they are, they can drink to their liking.Geng's father's old face was flushed, obviously drunk.

"Godfather, are you okay?" Qing Ying helped Mother Geng to support Father Geng.

Father Geng waved his hand: "It's okay, old man, I can still drink! Drink!"

"Old drunkard! Drink your head!" Mama Geng was furious.

Qing Ying hurriedly persuaded the fight: "Godmother, why don't you stay in the hotel tonight, how can you go back like this? Besides, the eldest sister and the second sister also have children to take care of, you stay in the hotel, Wan Jun and I can also I will take care of you nearby."

Zhong Wanjun also said: "Yes, godfather and godmother, anyway, the hotel room is not tight, just book another one, it's okay."

Geng's mother hesitated for a moment, looked at Geng's father's appearance, and nodded: "Okay, I will follow your arrangement."

"Then I'll go to the front desk and book a room, Qingying, take care of your godfather." Zhong Wanjun said.

"Oh."

Zhong Wanjun quickly settled the matter of the room. He thoughtfully booked the room of the elder Geng's family opposite his and Qingying's room, and then went back to help Geng's father take the elevator upstairs.Qingying has already talked to her three older sisters.After the three sisters came to the room to see the two elderly people, Qing Zhi and Qing Ning returned to Geng's house with their husband and children, and Qing Meng went upstairs to the wedding room.

After settling down the two elders and watching them fall asleep, Jun Ying changed her clothes and went out to eat.

Any city can't do without the existence of stuff like snack streets.Qing Ying was wearing a cotton white short skirt with a coat of the same color, black stockings and white boots; Zhong Wanjun was also white from top to bottom. At first glance, the two of them looked like couples.

Qing Ying held candied haws in one hand and mutton skewers in the other, nibbling from left to right; Zhong Wanjun held a napkin in one hand and a handful of mutton skewers for Qing Ying in the other.

"Well, it's delicious, Wanjun, would you like some?" Qingying said vaguely with mutton in her mouth.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat. Be careful, don't eat on your clothes." Zhong Wanjun frowned and watched Qingying eat, and stretched out his hand holding a napkin to help her wipe off the oil from her mouth, " You shouldn't be wearing white tonight."

Qing Ying's face was blushed by Zhong Wanjun's intimate actions, and she was embarrassed to speak.

Zhong Wanjun wiped Qing Ying's mouth, threw away the napkin, then looked at the mutton skewers in his other hand, and said, "You eat so much, don't you need to keep fit?"

Qing Ying threw away the bare sticks, took another bunch from Zhong Wanjun, and said while eating: "The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest. And winter is a good time to gain weight, and you can't tell it when you wear clothes."

Zhong Wanjun corrected: "It's spring now."

"Anyway, I'm just hungry, why don't you let me eat?" Qingying played tricks.

"It's not that I won't let you eat it," Zhong Wanjun said, "I'm afraid that you will regret it after eating it, clamoring to lose weight, and asking me to eat green vegetables with you every once in a while is not worth it."

"Then you should follow along and lose weight together." Qingying smiled and handed the candied haws with only one piece left in front of Zhong Wanjun, "Hey, open your mouth, ah—"

Zhong Wanjun looked at the red thing in front of him with disgust, and said, "I don't want candied haws, I want your mutton skewers."

"Well, okay." Qingying thief smiled, retracted her hand, bit off the candied haws in one bite, and then handed over the half-eaten mutton skewers.Hee hee, I don't believe you can eat it!

Unexpectedly, Zhong Wanjun opened his mouth and ate the rest of the mutton in one gulp.

"You you you... This is my leftover, do you really eat it?" Qingying was dumbfounded.

Zhong Wanjun swallowed his mouthful of mutton, and said: "What can't you eat? But the mutton skewers here are not authentic. I will ask for a long vacation next year during the Chinese New Year, and I will accompany you to Xinjiang to play. Let you eat the best food." Authentic lamb skewers."

"Okay."

"After you graduate from college, we will make up the wedding and honeymoon." Zhong Wanjun promised.

Qing Ying bit the mutton skewers and smiled sweetly.Zhong Wanjun couldn't help reaching out to rub her hair.

After finishing the mutton skewers, the two walked back hand in hand.Instead of taking a taxi like when they came here, the two of them took a walk to digest.

Passing by a park, Qing Ying suddenly cried out in surprise: "Sakura!" She ran to a cherry blossom tree in the park.When the breeze blows, the pink cherry blossom petals fall like a rain of cherry blossoms.Qingying is completely white, standing in the rain of cherry blossoms, like a child, twirling and reaching for the petals.Zhong Wanjun was dumbfounded by this beautiful picture.Green cherry?Fairy?

"Hey, Wanjun!"

Qingying's shout brought Zhong Wanjun back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

Qingying said: "I mean, I didn't expect that it's the end of April, and there are still cherry blossoms in Changde."

Zhong Wanjun shrugged: "I don't know, probably because the weather is warmer this year." He saw Qingying's agile figure under the cherry blossom tree, and his heart skipped a beat.He took out a silver flute from behind him.

This silver flute is one of Zhong Wanjun's weapons.When Zhong Wanjun was at Hogwarts, he was used in the battle against the dark forces in the British wizarding world.

Zhong Wanjun put the flute to his lips, and a song "Castle in the Sky" floated out smoothly.

Qingying looked back and smiled, she understood what Zhong Wanjun meant.I saw Qing Ying stretching her arms, her waist was soft, dancing to the music played by Zhong Wanjun.

There are beauties in the southern country, dancing with a light green waist.Huayan nine autumn evening, flying sleeves blowing clouds and rain.

Light as blue and green, like a dragon swimming.Yueyan stopped at Qianxi, and Wu Ji stopped at Baishao.

The slow state cannot be poor, and the complex posture will lead to the end.Low back lotus breaks the waves, messy Xuerong wind.

When I fell into Er, I looked forward to it, and I wanted to be empty when I repaired it.Unable to catch Weichou, she flew to chase Jinghong.

The dance follows the sound, and the sound follows the dance.Under the bright moonlight, the boy plays the flute; in the rain of cherry blossoms, the girl dances;

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"Why haven't I seen you play the flute before?" Qing Ying asked Zhong Wanjun as they sat leaning against each other under the cherry blossom tree.

Zhong Wanjun smiled and said, "I'm not that good at rhythm. When I first learned to play the flute, it was just to practice the technique of killing the sound. So I don't usually play it very often."

"Sound killing technique?" Qingying was curious.

Zhong Wanjun saw that Qingying was interested, so he explained: "The art of sound killing is a kind of martial art that uses rhythm to control the enemy. The art of sound killing is a rather delicate skill, and the user's combat power index is different. It must be very high. The most important points are two points: first, the user must be proficient in music theory and be able to skillfully use a musical instrument; The combat power index is more like a rigid index, because it can be measured by numbers; while the internal force is uncertain, whether it is deep or not, can only be realized by feeling. Because of this, the control of internal force is more important than the control of combat power. It is more difficult to control the index, if you control the internal force, the combat power index is the icing on the cake when using the sound killing technique."

"The art of sound killing, for example, just like I played the flute just now. If I want to use the art of sound killing, I will gather the internal force in the airflow in my mouth, and when I blow the flute, the internal force will be attached to the flute through the airflow to make the sound." According to the different tunes, Xiaoyin can hurt people, trap people, and even kill people."

"Although I am more proficient in rhythm than ordinary people, if you have heard Che play the flute, you will find that Che's attainments in music are simply the pinnacle. His Jade Snow Flying Dragon flute makes the sound The skill of killing comes, that is wonderful."

Qing Ying nodded while listening, music can also kill people, it's really a magical feeling.

"By the way, can you play it again for me?" After sighing, Qing Ying asked.In fact, she is not interested in the sound killing technique, what she is more interested in is the sound of Zhong Wanjun's flute.

"You want to hear?" Zhong Wanjun tilted his head and looked at Qing Ying with a smile.

"Yeah." Qing Ying nodded, rubbing Zhong Wanjun's arm.

Zhong Wanjun smiled, put the flute to his lips, and played "Castle in the Sky".

The ethereal tune is accompanied by cherry blossom petals floating in the air, and the soft moonlight from the bright moon shines on the couple under the tree.In the quiet night, the long music, a couple cuddling each other...

The author has something to say: sweeten it first~~~