Onmyoji Xiaomengwenmen

Lord Yaoqin Master and Lord Ibaraki started fighting.

Qingming sighed, waved away the people who came to report, and didn't move any more.

It's really boring to watch the demon luthier and Ibaraki fight.One is that the sound of the piano does not match the fighting movements. In terms of harmony, it is not as interesting as the radio gymnastics of the square dance team next door; .

So everyone felt aggrieved watching their silent fight, but out of morality, when they were bloodied and wounded from the fight, they kindly paid the viewing fee - invited Cao Daddy to heal them.

Father Cao treated them gently and patiently, and he was very rude and rewarded them with three punches as medical expenses.

Looking at the two who vomited blood one after another, Yingcao exclaimed: "Recently, you have improved a lot compared to before. Usually, you couldn't even take one punch from me, but now you can still stand here well after three punches."

After hearing these words, Ibaraki raised his eyebrows triumphantly, but the demon luthier turned his head and gave Ibaraki a hard look.

Ibaraki is so powerful now, it should be given to him by that woman, the demon luthier thought.

He remembered that when he first came to this dormitory, there was only Xuenv in the dormitory.Master Qingming often went out to collect monsters, and he didn't have time to accompany him when he was young, so many times, he followed Xue Nu from a distance to offset the dead silence brought to him by this empty room.Even though that woman was always cold, and even her eyes were so cold that she seemed to freeze him in place, but this could not take away the warmth she ignited in his heart.

At that time, he was still a little afraid of her, so when he recalled it now, it was difficult to feel how gentle the little Aunt Niao was who brought them up.But when they talked about their intimacy with his aunt, he always thought of her unconsciously.

When he was a child, he always liked to follow her from afar, stepping on her footprints with great strides.At that time, the Liaozhong was not afraid of the cubs being unbearable as it is now, so the seasons were like spring. At that time, it often snowed, and he often walked a few steps and slipped and followed. When he walked far, he could only let her be like snow. The flawless white hair and slender figure disappeared into the distance.

What a strange person she was, he thought.

When he was born, several people from the dormitory next door came to see him and praised him as the most beautiful child they had ever seen in a hundred li. When she laughed, she couldn't let her frown loosen.Her house in the dormitory is also the strangest one. There is actually a dancing and karaoke stage on the roof of the house, with veils hanging all day long, making it difficult to see the lineup.

When he was young, he always thought she could dance, so he secretly learned Guqin.When he finished his studies, he summoned up the courage for a long time to ask her if she could dance, but only got her cold "no".

He angrily tore up the newly composed piece of music in front of her, but she showed no other expression.

Therefore, he never knew that she could dance, and even danced to his piano.

He is very happy to play the piano under an evergreen tree in the courtyard.

There is snow on all sides, and the top and bottom are white.

Only in other places are there vibrant greenery and colorful piano sounds flowing out.

She was inside the heavy curtains, and the smooth music led her body to move towards grace step by step.

She used to have the supreme glory of the most beautiful dancer in the capital, and her dancing posture is naturally pleasing to the eye.Looking back, it seems that there is an infinite style in the long eyelashes and the light silver hair, and the slender fingers are changing postures, following the light dance steps, soft and smooth.There seems to be a clear plum fragrance lingering in the air from a distance, and her dancing posture has also changed from graceful to ethereal, like a banished fairy who descended from the sky, and like an elf who does not eat fireworks.

He who was outside the veil never knew all this.

The sound of the piano is Lingling, what was taken away and what was left behind, only the years know.

It was several days after the demon luthier knew the truth.

When Ibaraki was showing off his new soul to his close friend Shuten in the next door, he turned his head and saw the astonished demon luthier. "Why, Dad gave me a new imperial soul, are you jealous? Hmph, this kind of treasure is only used by me, so I won't live up to its efficacy."

"You..." The demon luthier hesitated for a moment, his whole body trembling because of something. "Haven't you been promoted recently?"

"Master, I'm only in my 20s. What kind of star is born, but you, a lot of age, come to show off when you get promoted?" Ibaraki showed a very disgusted look.

That's right, he didn't replace the new imperial soul recently, but he suddenly became more powerful. Only the explanation of rising stars can make it clear.The demon luthier seemed to have been drained of all his strength suddenly, and squatted down dejectedly.

After a long time, he stood up and walked towards Lord Qingming's bedroom.

Master Qingming seemed to know that he was coming, and beckoned him to sit down, and handed him a cup of freshly brewed tea.

Holding the tea in his hand, he looked down at the tender green and lovely shoots, and suddenly remembered Xue Nu's habit of drinking cold tea. At that time, he tried to persuade her several times, but it was of no avail.He slightly pursed the corners of his lips, looked at Qingming, thought for a long time and said, "She cost my life..." He hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, and didn't say any more.

"Yes, he used his life to help you rise to the star." Qingming took the topic.

The demon luthier's hand holding the cup tightened suddenly, his knuckles turned white.After a long silence, he continued, "Then why didn't you tell me?"

Qingming poured herself another cup of tea, took a sip before continuing, "She didn't want me to tell you, saying that you are a little paranoid. Knowing that she died for you, you will inevitably feel a little bit overwhelmed."Qingming glanced at her, paused, and continued, "She actually likes you quite a bit, but she is just worried about teaching you a boy, and she avoids you on purpose because she is afraid that you will smell like makeup." Qingming took a sip of tea, Her eyes were a little dark, "What's more, she has always had doubts about her status as a dancer, and she has a little low self-esteem."

The demon luthier lowered his head, his shoulders heaved and trembled, and there was the sound of water dripping into the water.

Seimei took the box at hand and opened it, and took out a piece of paper with obvious glue marks. "This is the score you made, right? The melody is very delicate, why haven't I heard you play it before?"

The demon luthier raised his head and took the sheet music, "This...she gave it to you?"

"Take the past and practice again." Qingming took a sip of tea, "50 years of reincarnation is just a blink of an eye, just wait."

The demon luthier was pinching the score, his eyes suddenly brightened. "Thank you, Master Qingming."

The ancient trees in the courtyard have been green for a long time, and what they have changed in the past few decades is only the depth of the color.

The people under the tree began to play the piano again.The man closed his eyes, and when his long and slender fingers trembled, a movement like flowing water poured out.A circle of kids were playing around the courtyard, when suddenly a crisp voice shouted: "It's snowing, it's snowing".

He opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the snowflakes flying down one by one, and stood up a little excitedly.

Finally, it snowed.

The author has something to say: I am so happy to be able to talk to all the cuties again...

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