Peerless luthier

Early in the morning, Mr. Zhong rushed out from Prince Shuohui's bedroom with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair.

Everyone: "Oh?"

A moment later, Mr. Zhong rushed into the prince's bedroom with a piano in his arms.

People: "Huh?"

All kinds of mysterious speculations continued until a melancholy piece of music came out.

The sun shone through the screen window, and it was not very clear. With the cool moisture of the autumn morning, Shuo Hui stood barefoot in front of the door, with a calm expression on his face.

Zhong Yi lowered her head, her long hair slid down to her shoulders, she had a very serious side face, her handsome brows looked sad, her slender fingers were fast and sometimes slow on the strings, the sound of the piano was like gurgling spring water, clean and pure Lie, with a touch of sadness hidden in it, restrained and lingering.

Shuo Hui closed his eyes.

The blurry fragments are like shadows under the warm sun, not very clear, and vaguely, it seems to see memories.

The song is over.

Zhong Yi looked at Shuohui, and Shuohui opened his eyes, his eyes met, and what flowed was not only moved.

A large sheet of rice paper was spread out, and a Langhao pen was held back and forth, still with three fingers.

Zhong Yi said: "Why do you use three fingers?"

Shuo replied, "I'm used to it." Then, with a wry smile, "I don't know why I'm used to it."

Zhong Yi looked at him with a complicated expression.

Zhong Li practiced swordsmanship with Fu Wu since he was a child, until he was about to participate in the selection of Kan Yuan Pavilion, Fu Wu had a real fight with him once.

"hiss--"

The clothes on Zhong Li's back were punctured.

After returning home, he went to the courtyard alone, where Zhong Yi was taking a nap.

"Xiaoyi, come and take a look at my clothes."

"No."

"Come here, my clothes are torn, I played with the bearded man, don't let mother see, otherwise she will be worried."

Zhong Yi had no choice but to bring a needle and thread, and sat behind him obediently to sew for him.

"Xiaoyi, can you do it? Sew it carefully, don't let mother see it."

"Then you tell mother that you accidentally broke it, mother will not tell you."

Zhong Li said: "Do you think I'm like you? Running around like Huatian?"

Zhong Yi said angrily, "Take off your clothes, aren't you afraid that I'll stab you with a needle?"

Zhong Li took off his clothes, revealing his well-proportioned muscles.

She looked thin when she was dressed, but she was fleshy when she undressed, Zhong Yi watched with teary eyes: "Why is Ah Li so good-looking?"

He said helplessly, "You sew clothes first."

Zhong Yi raised her head and said sincerely, "Let me take a bite."

He turned his back and shook his head: "I just want to... hiss! Xiaoyi!"

Zhong Yi sat on Zhong Li's back, keeping her mouth close to her shoulder blades.

He was reluctant to hit Zhong Yi, grinning his teeth in pain: "You...why are your teeth so sharp?!"

Only then did Zhong Yi let go with a smile, but when he saw the bloodshot flesh, he was frightened dumbfounded.

"I, I bit you through."

He turned around, patted his head helplessly and dotingly: "It's okay."

Later, that tooth mark was like a brand mark, which remained shallowly.

Because he seldom saw Ah Li with his upper body naked, he also forgot about it.

Until yesterday, when that familiar imprint came into view after many years, he really thanked himself for being naughty back then.

Because of it, he got him back.

When recalling the past, Shuohui had already written down two Nanchu characters.

"'Zhong—Yi—', is that the word?"

Zhong Yi looked at the familiar font, perhaps because of the unfamiliarity of the strokes, it was a bit blunt, because of this, it lacked the flamboyant and free and easy, and was more youthful and serious.

Zhong Yi picked up the piece of paper and looked at it carefully, as if it was a treasure.

Shuo Hui felt nervous for no reason.

Zhong Yi looked at it for a long time, and finally raised her head.

"how?"

Zhong Yi nodded: "Well, it's the real thing."

The two looked at each other, Zhong Yi rolled it up slowly and put it on the table.

Shuo Hui was a little silly at this moment, his eyes were blank.

Zhong Yi said: "Maybe you haven't remembered it yet, because of amnesia, I understand. It's only because of you that I will only admit that I love a man."

Zhong Yi lowered her head, smiled slightly, raised her eyes for a moment, and said, "Sit down."

Shuo Hui sat down and asked, "Then, are they in love now?"

Zhong Yi bent down, and lightly touched Shuo Hui's side face with her lips, like a dragonfly touching water, but circles of ripples appeared in Shuo Hui's heart.

He said softly, "Naturally."

Shuo Hui looked at Zhong Yi in disbelief.

Zhong Yi closed his eyes, his eyelashes were like butterfly wings, trembling because of nervousness, he took the initiative to kiss Shuohui, with longing, admiration, and care.

I, Zhong Yi, only wish to be entangled with you alone, and only you are the one I have been waiting for for a long time.

Shuo Hui closed his eyes and felt his fresh breath, like dewdrops in the morning, rolling on the petals. He stuck out his tongue and licked it, as if he had tasted the sweetest tears in the world.

Morning, late.

Shuoyu coughed and coughed, but Shuohui turned a deaf ear.

Today, a group of ministers are left to discuss matters, and lunch will be settled in the palace.

Next court, leave early.

Shuoyu stepped down from the throne, but Shuohui turned a blind eye: "I've been in the palace all day, and I'm a little tired." Turning on her toes, she walked away.

Shuo Yu: "..."

He turned around, saw Fan Wenzi, and hurriedly said, "Wenzi."

Fan Wenzi glanced at him indifferently, he still remembered the last time Shuo Yu "molested" him, he made a hasty bow, without looking sideways, and passed by.

Shuo Yu felt that she was being nakedly ignored.

He thought for a while, then slowly turned the document back in his hand, and sighed, "You don't need to read it."

Shuoyu left, her back was tall and unrestrained, with an incomparable arrogance.

Bo Wangfu, the gate.

Zhong Yi was wearing a slightly thick coat, and stood at the door waiting for Shuo Hui.

Shuohui came back riding a horse. It was a big bay red horse with strong limbs. The man on the horse was full of heroism and handsome.

"Wait?"

"It's been standing here for a long time."

Shuo Hui stretched out his right hand, clasped both hands, Shuo Hui pulled, Zhong Yi stepped on the stirrup nimbly, and sat firmly in front of Shuo Hui.

Zhong Yi's clothes fluttered, and her black hair was like a waterfall. When the passers-by saw it, they showed amazed expressions.

"Very skilled."

Zhong Yi just smiled and said nothing.

The two rode together, rubbed their ears together, and whispered softly, which attracted the attention of many people.

The two rode horses and strolled to the market. At this time, the lights were on and the market was bustling.

After getting off the horse, he handed the horse to his followers, and the two walked side by side.

One is handsome and tall, the other is gentle and elegant, even walking on the street with people coming and going, they are still very eye-catching.

Zhong Yi suddenly felt bumped, subconsciously touched the bumped place, and found a bulging sachet hanging on her waist.

"..." Zhong Yi looked at Shuohui puzzled.

"This is the custom of the Northern Jin Dynasty. You have been favored by others." Shuo Hui took the sachet away and threw it to Wei Shi who was following him: "Here, I will reward you."

Wei Shi caught it and put it in his arms with a smile.

Continuing to walk, when he reached the most prestigious gallery in Jin'an City, Wei Shi had already bought a small basket containing those anonymous sachets, flowers, jade fans, pendants, and the like.

In the gallery, at the end of autumn, paintings from all over the world will exhibit their favorite paintings here. Generally, the paintings are relatively large and can be hung and mounted.

Officials in Jin'an City paid more attention to it, and skilled craftsmen used their wisdom to decorate it with herbs, orchid lanterns, carved flowers, fan screens, etc.

Zhong Yi was more interested in this, but the crowd was crowded and she really didn't want to squeeze in.

"Ah!" Zhong Yi exclaimed, it turned out that Shuo Hui hugged his waist.

"Can you see it now?"

That's natural... The bell was lifted, more than a little higher than the crowd.

Wei Shi said: "Prince, we have jade plaques."

Shuo Hui shook his head: "No need."

Wei Shi retreated.

With the waist being hugged, Shuo Hui's tall figure stood wherever he wanted, and there must be some empty space there.

After this, Zhong Yi gradually forgot that she was being held up by someone, and stared at him intently, for a moment, she patted Shuo Hui's arm: "Well, let's change."

Shuo Hui has no complaints.

Wei Shi looked at his own prince with a complicated expression and was huddling with the common people with a smile on his face.

Tired at last, Zhong Yi was very excited, her eyes were very bright, shining like dazzling stars.

Shuo Hui held his hand, listened to what he said, and couldn't help but leaned over to kiss his cheek.

Zhong Yi was a little embarrassed, and wanted to withdraw her hand from him in a panic, but Shuo Hui held on tightly.

The two passed by the night market, where small vendors enthusiastically attracted pedestrians.

Shuo replied, "Do you like this place?"

Zhong Yi said: "It's very lively, it reminds me of Jinhe Garden."

"Jinhe Garden?" Shuo replied, "Where is it?"

Zhong Yi showed a bit of nostalgia: "The academy where I learn piano, every night, the streets outside the academy are like this, bustling and lively."

Shuohui was afraid that he would think of something unpleasant, so he changed the subject: "Do you want to buy something now?"

Zhong Yi said: "Then feel free to take a look."

The two were walking all the way, when Shuohui's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Yi followed Shuo Hui's gaze.

——It was a small bell shop, with red ribbons, golden bells, and green, purple, and blue bells, but the first thing Zhong Yi saw was the red ribbon bells hanging on the top.

Shuo Hui hesitated: "Why does it look familiar—"

He turned his head and asked, "Will you buy the bell you want?"

It's what you want.

Zhong Yi smiled slowly: "You go and buy a pair, ah, there are so many colors, you can choose one at random, I think the blue color is good, just that, buy two."

Shuo Hui walked over, his tall figure was a bit out of place with the shiny little bell shop.

Zhong Yi tried again.

He stared closely at Shuohui's movements and expressions.

Shuo Hui stood in front of all kinds of bells, staring at a pair of red ribbon bells.

He turned to look at Zhong Yi: "Is it red?"

Zhong Yi nodded casually: "Alright."

Shuo replied, "The one with the red ribbon needs two."

The peddler immediately took it off and handed it to him, and Shuo Hui held it in his broad palm, thinking: "Is there any one with engraved characters?"

The peddler enthusiastically said: "Yes, yes! It's just that the price is more expensive."

"Zhong Yi, come here and pick the lettering."

Zhong Yi walked over slowly: "You choose, you bought it for me."

Shuo Hui chuckled, "Okay."

Back at the mansion, the two snuggled together after taking a bath.

"Jingle Bell--"

A crisp bell rang.

Zhong Yi looked at Shuohui with great interest under the lamplight: "Why did you choose the word Nanchu? I'm afraid I don't know it?"

"Do you know him?" Shuo Hui squinted his eyes and smelled Zhong Yi's hair, like a dog.

"..."

Shuo Hui chose the Southern Chu font, "Yi" and "Hui".

Zhong Yi thought for a while, and said: "So, these are the gifts I gave you for a long journey. They are the characters 'Yi' and 'Li' respectively. Take a closer look, these bells all look the same, even the sound is the same. "

Shuo Hui was silent for a while, then said, "I probably believe that I am him."

Zhong Yi looked at Shuo Hui: "Remember?"

Shuohui laughed and said, "The dream told me."

Zhong Yi said: "You are all alone."

Shuo replied, "But I only allow you to like me now."

Zhong Yi asked: "Why? I like both Ah Li in the past and Shuohui now."

"I'm afraid you like the former Ah Li better." Shuo Hui smiled bitterly: "This taste is really wonderful."

Zhong Yi looked at Shuo Hui's tangled expression and laughed.

Shuo Hui handed him the one with the word "Hui" engraved on it, and said solemnly, "Take it well, it's a token of love."

The bell is bright and brand new, and the dialogue is still the same after many years.

Zhong Yi nodded with a smile, handed him the bell with the word "Yi", and said softly, "You too."

The two crossed their necks and kissed, and the moonlight outside the window was like water, creating a gentle scene.

Whether in the past or in the present, you are you.