wind blowing wind

After hearing Xuan Cheng's words, he walked slowly towards the purple figure, with distress in his eyes, an emotion he had never felt before.

With a white hand on Xu Cheng's shoulder, he said: "Fate is destined, and it's useless to blame."

"I never blamed it." Su Cheng didn't turn around, he just replied indifferently.

"Then why imprison yourself." Mu Yin turned Xuan Cheng around, squatted down slowly, and smiled faintly.

Seeing Mu Yin's smile, Xu Cheng was a little absent-minded. Ever since his parents left him, he had no mood to pay attention to others, but the faint smile of the master in front of him made him fall deeply, and he didn't know why.

Mu Yin's knees were printed on the snow, like a tentative but unwavering determination, his arms drew an arc, and he hugged Xuan Cheng unexpectedly.

As if it was the first time, Mu Yin paused and patted Xuan Cheng's back comfortingly, just like Chu You's concern, and Xuan Cheng stood in the snow in astonishment, his eyes just saw the snowy road at the door, The footprints haven't disappeared yet.

"Master... Is Cheng'er's fate destined to be like this?" Su Cheng stared blankly at the side of Yao Yin's cheek.

"From now on, I will change Cheng'er's order."

Xuan Cheng's mind went blank, and as he moved his head, he planted a kiss on Miu Yin's cheek. It was a youthful child's nostalgia for his parents, and it got out of hand in the end...

Mu Yin was stunned for a moment, and without thinking too much, he took advantage of the situation and hugged Xuan Cheng, "If you should forget it, forget it."

"Then Cheng'er doesn't know what to remember."

"Choose what you want to remember."

"What do I want to remember?"

"Besides parents, who else do you want to remember?"

"Cheng'er, can... can you remember Master?" This thought flashed through Su Cheng's mind.

"it is good."

【Baptized Moon Court】

The birdsong in the early morning awakened Xiu Cheng in his sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the beautiful face of Miuyin. Since Miuyin brought him back from Muluoju that day, he went to Jinyue Pavilion to sleep with him the next day.Therefore, Su Cheng felt the warm atmosphere again, and was no longer a cold big bed.

Su Cheng unknowingly raised a childish smile, he stretched out his hand to lift Mu Yin's eyelids with a smirk, and Mu Yin just frowned slightly before opening his eyes, acquiescing to Su Cheng's childish behavior, he never knew that he could behave like this The mentality to treat an eight-year-old.

"Get up and eat." Mu Yin ordered, even though he intends to raise Xi Cheng well, it doesn't mean that he will get used to Xi Cheng.

"Cheng'er obeys." Su Cheng smiled and got up to straighten his clothes.

"How about going to the beach today?" Mu Yin also tidied up her clothes, led Xi Cheng to the table, and the two had breakfast together.

"Okay, I can go wherever the master says." Su Cheng ate the porridge in big mouthfuls, afraid of being slow.

"Don't worry." Mu Yin said with a light smile, wiping the corner of Xu Cheng's mouth.

After breakfast, Yaoyin held the catalpa zither left behind by Fu Shui in one hand, and led Xi Cheng through the jungle thorns in the other.

Xu Cheng still remembered that the first time he saw Dahai was brought by his father and mother, now...he turned his head and looked up at Mu Yin, with a startling smile on his lips.

"Master, don't leave Cheng'er again, is that okay?"

"Ah."

Miao Yin led Xi Cheng up to a high rock, raised his eyes to see the vast sea and blue sky, from a distance it was just a line, where the sea and sky meet, and from a close view it was the white waves hitting the stones, stirring up foam.

The moon-white man on the high stone stands far-sighted, his alluring face seems to stop in this world, not to be desecrated, there are many secrets hidden in his eyes, comparable to this vast sea and sky.And Xiu Cheng looked at the majestic silhouette thoughtfully, his beautiful face was less immature and more pensive.

"Xu Cheng, sea and sky are compatible, do you understand?" Mu Yin asked lightly.

"Haitian tolerates everything, stillness can accommodate movement, and movement can also contain stillness."

"<Chan Si Luan>, do you still remember?" Yao Yin handed the catalpa guqin in front of Xuan Cheng and motioned.

Xuan Cheng nodded, then sat cross-legged, put the qin on his lap, and then moved down after getting up. After looking at it for a while, Wu Yin picked up the hole flute from his waist and put it on his lips. The sound of the qin Xiao gave a drop in the ocean .

Think hard, recite the silk, recite the green silk, recite the love silk, and recite the kiss silk.

The two are like a drop in the vicissitudes of life, the hole flute is calm, the Ziqin is leisurely, and after the end of the song, Chang Yuan is far away.

A wonderful smile bloomed on Xuan Cheng's youthful face, everything was like a passing cloud, one could recite it in a moment, and if it could be recited, it would be forgotten.

"Your mother's piano was made by your father himself. It's called Xiyan. She sighs at night that her beauty is white, and Mojiao claims to be black with tears." Mu Yin looked at the sea with his hands behind his back, and the sun was still shining on his desolate face. , the stone and ice sculptures also melted at this moment.

"Care Yan... Take Yan."

"Forgetting is difficult. Even I can't really forget some things, but it doesn't matter whether I forget or not."

"Cheng'er will put it down, and master will accompany Cheng'er in the future." Su Cheng got up, ran to Miu Yin's arms, and hugged Miu Yin's waist tightly, as if a child who had lost everything had found hope and support again.

Mu Yin shifted her gaze to Xuan Cheng's body, touched the top of Xuan Cheng's head with her hand, a smile appeared on her lips, but Xuan Cheng couldn't see it.

The two people under the sun, unexpectedly, did not know it.

——Wind Up Record · Tone by Sound——

14 is old.

Severe cold and hot summer, four springs and autumns in a blink of an eye, the boy at that time was innocent and beautiful, and now the boy is just mature, bright and agile, the boy is no longer cold, but graceful and graceful, flowing among the bushes.

The hem of the long coat was pulled up and sandwiched between the black tunic, and the red sleeves were rolled up, revealing the air with his strong arms. He was cross-legged among the bushes, carefully carving a piano with a carving knife.

The woody qin made of Wannian orchid wood is exquisitely carved, each stroke is carved from the heart, and the plain decoration of green bamboo is as elegant as the man standing on the desk.

Xi Cheng engraved every word one by one with a knife, and at some point, only the superior master was left in his heart.Maybe he hugged himself into his arms and brought him out of the darkness, maybe he slapped his chest and healed himself distressedly, maybe he clumsily cooked a bowl of longevity noodles in front of him and threatened himself to eat it with a smile Maybe it's sleeping with me every night but quietly leaving in the middle of the night...

Wrap the plain strings for the piano with your own hands, light the strings for love, and for Qing.

Zhai Cong at his waist trembled lightly, and the smooth bell sounded freely. Xuan Cheng knew it and stood up holding the piano, and straightened his fine clothes with a wave of his sleeves.

Like a ghost, he flew through the jungle, returned to the bamboo fence tower, and flew directly to the gate of Liushuxuan. As expected, he saw the man who was always in his heart.

"Master!" Su Cheng called out excitedly, and then stood beside Mu Yin.

"Cheng, come in." Mu Yin still had no troubles on his face, and walked in.

Xuan Cheng's eyes dimmed, and he followed the man's back closely, and he also stepped up to keep up, not daring to let out the piano in his hand.He was still in class, but he was a little absent-minded, and he didn't come back to his senses until he heard a displeased call from Yaoyin.

"How can you not concentrate?"

Xu Cheng plucked up his courage, he held the qin and walked up to Miuyin, handed the Mulan Xiangqin to Miuyin and said: "I made it by myself, I hope the master will accept it."

"Thank you." Mu Yin took the piano and immediately put it on the desk, and said, "Okay, it's time to attend the class."

Xu Cheng's breathing was stagnant, almost collapsed, he couldn't move forward at all, he said tentatively: "There is a famous Qin."

"What's your name?"

"Voice by tone."

"Good name."

Xuan Cheng bit his lip and lowered his head, it turned out that Mu Yin still didn't understand...

Mu Yin looked at Xi Cheng like this, and there was a trace of strangeness in his eyes, then he patted Xi Cheng's shoulder in a soft tone and said, "Go back and sit down."

Xuan Cheng raised his head, and the grief in his gray eyes overflowed into youthful tears. He hugged Mu Yin into his arms in a strange way, and in an instant he kissed Mu Yin's lips with an impulse that he had never had before. People froze at the same time.

The heart can hear the beating of the heart, perhaps the initiation of emotion.

Mu Yin subconsciously slapped Xuan Cheng's chest with his palm, and walked away without taking another look.

Xi Cheng took a few steps back, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he stroked his heart and coughed a few times, the feeling of soaring into the sky intensified for a moment made him feel that everything was nothingness.

"When will the master understand the disciple's heart?"

Mu Yin stopped at the door, and he said, "Ten thousand."

Xuan Cheng actually laughed when he heard the words, wiped the blood from his lips, walked up to Miu Yin as if nothing had happened, and said aggrievedly: "Master, do you really want to copy so much?"

"You are not allowed to find me until you finish copying it." Mu Yin said calmly and majesticly.

"The apprentice will go to the master soon after copying." Xuan Cheng said firmly, his handsome and unparalleled face was full of determination.

"Oh?"

"I love Master, I want to see Master every day." Su Cheng smiled brightly at Miu Yin.

After hearing the words, Mu Yin left in a hurry, leaving only Liu Xicheng squatting on the edge of the desk, his smile disappeared, and then he wrote "Pass" on the paper stiffly but without any regrets.

Tears slipped from his eyes, staining the rice paper. He raised his eyes to look at the Mulan Qin, and a self-deprecating smile climbed up his clear face: "I love you, no fault."

Why did it happen?absurd.

Until the room was full of gray rice paper flying and the fragrance of ink overflowing, he didn't know, he was guarding outside the door the whole time.

Breathing face, chasing sound, deeply rooted in love.

Defying the sky, disobeying orders, and entangled affectionately.

——Wind from the Record · Crazy Love——

16 is old.

Youyue seems to be resentful, Li Qingsheng is separated from love.

The Jinyue Pavilion is still as dark as ever, without seeing the sun, and under the dense trees is a deep love that has no ending.Chu Chengping retreated from the crowd, and stayed alone in the room drinking the spirits. The spicy wine slid down his throat, soaked his chest, and fell into his stomach. His whole body was touched by the spirits.

"Cheng, are you there?" There was a false voice outside the door