Treading snow to find mud

There is only one piano in the piano room, which is the one he made, other than that, it looks empty. Chen Yi knows that no amount of decorations will be of use to Tang Yao, and it will get in the way instead, so he is not surprised. Strange, he walked in and asked Tang Yao, "Which one is it?"

"Hanagan." Tang Yao replied.

At this time, Chen Yi sat down in front of the piano and plucked the "feather string".

Both of them listened carefully, and then Chen Yi plucked the other strings.

"Well... that's amazing! If you don't tell me, I really can't hear it." Chen Yi said, trying to tune the string, "How about this?" He asked.

Tang Yao was listening all the time, and suddenly said: "That's right, it's here."

Chen Yi knew what he was talking about, he adjusted left and right, and said after a while: "Okay."

Tang Yao smiled and said, "Thank you."

Looking at his smile, Chen Yi was dazed for a moment, but he was so polite, Chen Yi had no choice but to say in a low voice, "It's nothing."

"Your hand..." Tang Yao suddenly said again: "Can you play a song for me to listen to?"

Chen Yi was taken aback. He knew that Tang Yao was referring to his index finger that had not been operated on, and once he started to play, Tang Yao could hear how much force his finger could use. Chen Yi hesitated for a moment, then responded. Said: "Okay, what do you want to hear?"

"It's all right." Tang Yao said.

Chen Yi thought for a while, and touched the strings with both hands.

He played a song "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms".

It was originally a flute melody, but someone later changed it to a qin melody, but others said it was composed by a qin master during the Tang Dynasty. In short, Chen Yi liked this piece very much. He felt that Tang Yao was like Aoxue Ling in the song. Shuang's plum blossoms have a noble quality, and at the same time have a quiet and serene posture, and this song just corresponds to the "Yangguan Trifold" played by Tang Yao that day, but no matter what, Chen Yi's left index finger Fatigue is still quite obvious during the playing process, and Tang Yao can hear it as soon as he listens.

After the song was over, Chen Yi felt a slight soreness on his index finger. He stroked it subconsciously a few times, but there was a smile on the corner of his lips. With scars, he was intact.

Tang Yao didn't open his mouth after listening to it, and seemed a little dazed.

Chen Yi didn't want him to think too much, so he said, "Didn't you just say that the jade pendant wasn't buried, should you bury it now?"

Tang Yao came back to his senses, nodded and said, "Okay."

The two went to the yard, and Chen Yi carefully dug out the stele that had been erected earlier. The Qin was buried nearly [-] centimeters below the stele, which was very deep. Obviously, Tang Yao kept digging, and he would definitely not lie about this matter. After finally seeing the qin, Chen Yi placed the jade pendant on the qin, covered it with soil, and finally put the monument back up.

"Okay." Chen Yi clapped his hands, stood up and said.

"Can you get your piano for me? I want to give them a song." Tang Yao said suddenly.

Chen Yi responded, and took the piano that was left in the living room just now, and handed it to Tang Yao.

Chen Yi was a little curious about what Tang Yao would play, but he didn't expect it to be the song "Bo Ya Diao Zi Qi".

However, there is nothing wrong with this situation.

Listening to the tune, Chen Yi remembered its lyrics:

In the past, I leaned on the head of the Qingjiang River, and I was in love with you when I met you.

Unexpectedly, when I go to the river now, I don't see my bosom friend, and I worry about myself.

Sad, sad, sad, Jiang Han is sad for me.

I can't bear to build up the tomb with affection, and pour the wine dripping empty.

Don't come to the sky everywhere, Qingjiang moonlight night love is unforgettable.

It is depressing and hesitant to visit Junjun again.

Ziqi Ziqi Xi, listen to my qin and whisper,

Turn up the song and cry out, only to cry for Sijun,

Thinking of you is bitter and love is like madness, the sound of the piano is very sad,

The phase is desolate, and the heart turns sad.Who is more in the world?

Who is more bosom friend?