Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

In a quiet small room, an eight-foot nave is hung on the white wall directly opposite the gate, and two lines of poems are written in lines: I know that I am in love, and I look at the sound of Jiangtou River.The handwriting is like flowing clouds and flowing water, smooth and natural. If you look closely, there is no inscription, and I don't know who wrote it.Under the nave is a long sandalwood table. Light cigarette smoke comes out of a beautifully shaped three-legged auspicious animal incense burner, curling up for a long time before spreading out.He took a deep breath, and it was a Linglily fragrance piece made from more than [-] precious spices such as agarwood and white sandalwood.

There are also several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the other two walls. Some of them have inscriptions and inscriptions, which should be from famous masters. What attracted him most was a piece of Shennong's civil and military lyre placed on a piano table in the middle of the room.

He sat cross-legged behind the qin case slowly, and looked at it carefully. This qin was made of phoenix trees, fir wood as the base, and the whole body was painted with purple lacquer. The five-character seal character "Ling Ran Xi Tai Gu" was engraved on the qin's handle.He caressed the strings with both hands, rubbed them lightly and slowly, and a piece of "Changqing" was poured out. The sound of the piano was warm, vigorous, loose, pure and perfect. Warm, snow disappearing cliffs and valleys, the ending sound gradually dissipated in the mountains and rivers, circling and entangled, gathered in a room for a long time and refused to disperse.

"Crack, clap" that person applauded and slapped the room to cool down.Mo Ran raised his head, and there was a handsome young man in Chinese clothes standing at the door, with his back against the spring sun, with a gentle smile on his face, "Good song! Wonderful man!"

For a moment, Shaobai thought of a poem: There are vines in the wild, and there are zero dews.There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful.Encounter, meet my wish.There are vines in the wild, with zero dew.There is a beautiful person, as graceful as Qingyang.Meet each other, and live together with your son.

It turns out that this is the feeling of love at first sight, and it turns out that meeting is not just rubbing shoulders.

The mottled light and shadow change, the two men are leaning on the head of the bed and intertwined, affectionately, he pants and groans softly with his head up, sinking into the mixed pleasure of pain and comfort, his body and mind are extremely happy, that healthy body The tall and straight body galloped freely on him, with tenderness wrapped in roughness.He raised his neck in profuse sweat, and saw that man slowly raised his head in blurred eyes. It was a face that he didn't recognize at all, it was sinister and ruthless, and there was fierce hatred in his eyes. , staring at him firmly, a sinister smile gradually appeared on the corner of his lips, like a poisonous snake spitting out a bright red letter, stretching towards him quickly...

Shaobai woke up with a startled "ah", looking around in a panic.Uncle Ping heard the noise and walked over quickly.

"Master Gu, you are awake. I ordered someone to make sober soup. Would you like to drink some?"

Seeing Uncle Ping, he was a little relieved, his heart was beating hard, how did he have such a dream?Closing his eyes, he calmed down the palpitations caused by the dream, and a faint uneasiness slowly evaporated with the sound of his heartbeat.

Not long after Uncle Ping went out, he came back with a small celadon bowl.Shaobai reluctantly got up and took a few sips from the small bowl, "Where is this place? Where is Ah Feng?"

Uncle Ping took the bowl, "This is the guest room of Qingyue Tower. My young master suddenly has some important matters to attend to. Before leaving, he asked me to wait on Young Master Gu here. He will return soon."

Shaobai responded, but still felt his limbs were weak, he lay down and tucked into the quilt again, thinking that he drank too much wine, and his head still hurt a lot.

When Zhou Feng hurried back to the back door of Qingyue Tower, Uncle Ping was standing under the porch waiting for a long time.He glanced at Uncle Ping, then walked upstairs, "Is he awake?"

"Yes".

About to reach the corner of the stairs, "Young Master", Uncle Ping's voice sounded behind him.Zhou Feng turned around and met Uncle Shangping's gaze, "Are... are you... sure you want to do this?" His voice trembled slightly, and there was deep sincerity in his eyes .

Zhou Feng turned around, "I've arranged the arrangement for more than half a year, just for today, don't you want to persuade me to give up?" He turned around, raised his foot and stepped up two more steps.

Uncle Ping still had a glimmer of hope, "But...but...he is innocent..."

Zhou Feng paused slightly, stopped in his tracks, closed his eyes, and said word by word, "It's a mistake that he was born in Gu's family!"