fictional spring

Perhaps it was the promise of "going to see the wisteria together" that day made an effect. Wu Mi's physical condition seems to have really improved. The most obvious change is that when I sneaked to him, what I saw of his fading sickness.

The golden lantern my mother ordered from the palace before, I only asked people to plant the golden one in the courtyard of the shrine. When I came to visit Wu Mi a few days ago, I brought the other one The Ubuyashiki family.

It was only a few months ago, but I feel that it has been a long time. The reason... probably is that it has been a few months since that time before I came to the Miyayashiki's house again.

Because of my miserable performance that day, I suddenly felt a strange emotion.

Troubled by such weirdness, I didn't know what I was thinking for a long time, let alone why I had such thoughts at the time.

When it was brought in from the door, the owner of the house was still surprised for a long time, and asked me after a while: "Is this... the golden lamp that was brought from the Tang Dynasty a few days ago?"

After getting my affirmative answer, the expression on his face was even more astonished.

After staring at me with complicated eyes for a long time, he asked, "What is your plan?"

Probing secretly with a hesitant tone, I replied, "It's for Wu Mi."

I didn't stay in the yard at the entrance for too long, and while walking towards Wumi's yard with the flower pot in my arms, I said to him, "Because my lord mother sent me two plants, I put one of them After one plant was planted in the shrine’s garden, another one was brought over.”

During the process of my explanation, the expression of the owner of Ubuyashiki changed several times, but he didn't say anything in the end.

He didn't follow either.

When I stepped into the yard, the owner of Ubuyashiki stopped outside the yard.

Wu Mi was naturally curious about this plant that he had never seen before. When he heard me explain that there was another color, he asked me: "What color is the other plant?"

Seeing him looking at me with his round eyes open, his appearance seemed a bit cute. Thinking of this, I suddenly wanted to tease him, so I made a mysterious appearance: "Wu Mi guess Guess."

Hearing this, Wuyou really started to guess. After talking about several colors, I just laughed and said nothing. Although I couldn't see my expression at this time, if I thought about it carefully, I would probably look at Master Qingming's face with me. The smile on the face is almost the same.

Wu Mi obviously couldn't understand anything from my smile and silence. After realizing that he couldn't figure it out, he frowned and stared at me closely with red plum-colored eyes—silent and dignified. appearance.

"Don't be angry..."

"Not angry."

When I was trying to save it, Wu Mi interrupted my words. The voice was cold and alienated, but if you listen carefully, you can hear something unusual, like arguing.

He said he was not angry, but when I reached out to pull his hand, my fingertips touched the back of his hand, and he moved his hand in another direction, as if deliberately avoiding it .

I suddenly realized where his emotions were coming from.

But at that time, I still failed to tell him, apart from the red golden lantern I brought that day, what color was the other golden lantern planted in the Kamo Shrine.

Speaking of which, the golden golden lantern is even more rare, but when I received it, I subconsciously planted it in the shrine, and I don’t know what kind of thoughts I had, and I didn’t tell me when Wu Mi asked me. he.

That day until I left Wu Mi, I probably still lost my temper. Because of this, in the following months, I hesitated when I thought of Wu Mi.

Until Master Qingming returned from going out, he took me to Banfengguan according to his promise.

Master Chanwan in Banfengguan can be regarded as half of Brother Boya's teacher, and Lord Qingming is a very good friend with Brother Boya, so for the sake of Brother Boya, Master Chanwan not only received us, but also offered us a warm welcome. We played the secret pipa songs "Flowing Spring" and "Woodpecker" which he is very good at.

Hearing such a mournful tone, I couldn't help but shed tears and immersed myself in it for a long time. When the melody was finished and Master Qingming and Brother Boya looked at me, I came back to my senses belatedly.

Master Qingming said that he brought me to Banfengguan, but in fact he also brought Brother Boya here—perhaps more appropriately, it should be Brother Boya who brought me and Master Qingming to visit Master Chanmaru.

Speaking of the process of Boya's acquaintance with Master Chanwan, we have to mention Boya's extraordinary talent in rhythm and his obsession with music.

After one time he heard about the existence of Master Chanwan who lived in the mountains of Banfengguan and could play the secret music of the pipa, Brother Boya thought about it for a long time, and finally came to the mountains. In addition, Brother Boya waited for three years before Master Chanmaru was willing to meet him.

Brother Boya is just such a sincere and persistent person.

Thanks to Brother Boya, Master Seimei and I were able to meet Master Chanmaru so easily.

I wiped the tears on my cheeks and sat up straight, but suddenly I heard Master Chanmaru's voice.

"You are Mutsuki Hime, right?"

After hearing such an inquiry, I nodded, and suddenly remembered that Master Chanmaru is a blind mage who cannot see my movements, so I said again: "Yes."

——Although the eyes cannot see, Master Chanmaru does not look like a blind person at all.Even though he was old, his eyes didn't become cloudy, instead they felt transparent and bright.

This is why I knew he was a blind mage long ago, but I forgot it when I was uneasy after listening to the music.

Hearing my answer, Master Chanmaru suddenly laughed. He opened his mouth and asked me again: "What do you think of these two songs?"

I don't know why Master Chanmaru asked me like this, and I was stunned for a moment when I heard this question, and subconsciously looked at Master Qingming and Brother Boya.

Seimei-sama just looked at me quietly with a smile on his face.

So I thought about it and told Master Chanmaru how I felt.

"It's a very sad and beautiful song."

Hearing that Master Chanmaru seemed to have thought of something, he was silent for a while, and then he passed the pipa in his hand to me: "I have heard of your reputation, Mutsuki Ji knows the rhythm, I wonder if you can play a lute for us. song."

It's not a sarcasm of arrogance, Master Chanmaru's tone is extremely sincere-he really wants to listen to me play out of his liking for temperament.

But I hesitated for a moment and looked at Brother Boya.

He showed me a comforting and encouraging smile, and nodded to me.

To be honest, I haven’t touched the pipa for several months before this, so when I just took the pipa from Master Chanmaru, I felt a sense of unfamiliarity for a few breaths, and the movement of plucking the strings was also a little stiff .

This feeling of unfamiliarity made me nervously look at Master Chanmaru. His expression was extremely calm, as if he was waiting for me to adjust my state.

Master Cicada's reaction made me feel much calmer. After trying the feeling of playing the pipa in my hand for a while, the sound of Master Cicada playing appeared in my mind.

Although I only heard these two pieces of music today, those melodies seemed to be engraved in my heart after listening to them. I recalled the feeling when I heard the music at that time, and the same tune flowed out from my fingertips.

When I finished playing and held the pipa in my arms and opened my eyes, I saw the dazed and dazed expression on the face of Master Chanmaru opposite—the smile on the face of Master Qingming had disappeared at some point, Brother Boya's expression was also extremely complicated.

There seemed to be a weird silence around us, and after a while, Master Chanwan spoke, and he said to me: "Muyue Ji really lives up to her reputation..."

"Before, the three boys from Boya told me that it would be a pity if the secret song that had never been heard was buried. It is precisely because of this thought that the three boys from Boya waited near Banfengguan for three years."

Master Chanwan's voice was full of emotion, and he told us: "Because the three Boya are persistent and elegant people, I am willing to play these secret songs for him. I wouldn't play for them anyway."

But he played it in front of us—and at that time, he didn't hear me play half of the piece.

"How do you know that we are the ones who can understand the music?"

After I asked, Master Chanmaru smiled lightly and said, "Because the three Boya masters also played these two secret songs, after I praised the three Boya masters, he told me..."

"What did you say?"

"He said, 'I'm not the one who can play the real beauty of these pieces.' The three Boya members didn't agree with their skills, because he told me, 'There are people in Beijing who know the rhythm far better than me. Existence, if it were her, she would definitely be able to play out the true moving parts of these two pieces.'”

Master Chanwan told us: "It is precisely because the three Boya people said such things that I want to see you."

Hearing Master Chanmaru say such words, I suddenly remembered something, and turned my face to stare at Master Qingming.

When I narrowed my eyes, Seimei-sama sighed, "But I didn't break my promise, I did bring you to Banfeng Pass, and let you hear the secret song played by Master Chanmaru."

"But Lord Qingming didn't mention it in a word. It's because of Brother Boya that Master Chanmaru wanted to see me."

After I questioned it like this, Master Qingming showed a helpless look, and said to me: "Are you angry?"

I didn't answer him, I puffed up my cheeks and looked at Brother Boya, "That's why Brother Boya is always being teased by Lord Seimei."

Hearing that Brother Boya looked at me with a dazed expression, I was even more moved.

No wonder Seimei-sama always does such things...

Thinking of this, I suddenly thought of Wu Mi.

They are clearly the one being teased, but Wu Mi's reaction is completely different from that of Boya's brother. For Boya's brother, it is not worth mentioning at all, and even he himself does not think it is a teasing thing, but in Wu Mi's view, it is A gap that could take root in his heart for a long time.

But it would be too regrettable for me to sever contact with Wuyou.

On the second day after returning from Sakafengguan, I asked the maid to prepare an ox cart for me, and sneaked out of the shrine.

Standing at the gate of Wumi's courtyard, I suddenly felt a little hesitant, and my eyes couldn't help but fell on the red golden lamp, and I suddenly remembered its other name - Bianhuahua.

The Flower of Hell, named after a poignant legend.

I don't know why I thought of such a thing at this moment, I pursed my lips, and still mustered up the courage to come to the door of Wu Mi's room.

It is late autumn now, and nearly two years have passed since I first met Wu Mi, the boy I saw in the past is now taller like a stick, but the slightly arched Back, but never straightened up like he hoped.

I looked into the room through the imperial curtain. Although winter has not yet entered, the temperature has dropped sharply in the past few days. With Wumi's physical condition - it is not uncommon for a brazier to be lit in the room.

The scene I saw through the imperial curtain made me feel as if I had returned to the time when I first came to look for him, but even at that time, I would not be so hesitant and nervous as I am now.

Even I can't figure out what I'm nervous about.

Is it because my joke seems to annoy Wu Mi?Or is it because I feel that I am not good at dealing with people like Wu Mi?

Maybe there are all of them... But the reason for this kind of thinking is because I care too much about him.

Because I care about it, even small things will be magnified tens of millions of times in my mind.

"It's already at the door, why don't you come in?"

While I was standing at the door and hesitating, suddenly a Wumi voice came from the other side of the imperial curtain—a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Even though I haven't seen him for a few months, there have been changes in him that are strange enough to me.

When I entered the Japanese room because of his invitation, and sat in front of him as usual, I suddenly realized that I was actually half a head shorter than him—even though Wu Mi hadn't straightened his back at this time.

It was probably because the stupefied look on my face became a little obvious, and Wu Mi glanced at me: "Why do you look at me like this?"

"It's amazing."

I told him the truth: "Although we haven't seen each other for only a few months, Wu Mi has changed a lot."

Hearing my answer, Wu Mi's complexion also changed slightly, his expression changed slightly, and his red plum-colored eyes wandered a little.

After a while, those eyes still looked at me: "Don't you like this change?"

Wu Mi's voice was very soft, but he really asked such a question. After asking like this, I was stunned for a moment.

Unexpected emotions invaded my mind in an instant, I think... this kind of misery seems to be more frank and more...

How should I put it, when I heard him ask this question, I felt—Wu Mi seemed to be joking with me.

This kind of thinking is probably a bit abrupt, but for Wu Mi before, it is impossible to know without even thinking about it.

The changes in him during this time gave me an illusion.

I wasn't the only one who was thinking about his feelings and let myself cater to him. Wu Mi also felt my feelings and gave me the best response.

He is also changing himself.

The emotion that arises from the bottom of my heart when I realize this is not so much joy as surprise.

So I told him, "I like it very much."

Although Wu Mi used to like it very much, but Wu Mi now likes it even more.

I laughed and blurted out what I wanted to tell him.

After listening, Wu Mi's eyes flickered a little, as if to relieve some tension, he looked at the box in my hand.

"what is this?"

I have to say that this is indeed a very effective method, because I immediately turned my attention to the box in my hand. I opened the box and took out a pipa from inside.

"lute?"

"Its name is 'Xuan Xiang'." I said to Wu Mi: "This is the treasure of the pipa brought back from the Tang Kingdom before, because there have been visions, it is probably 'because the Xuan Xiang is also a spiritual thing, So when it was placed in the palace so that no one could play it, it made a clanging sound, so my father sent this pipa to Kamo Shrine."

Hearing my explanation, Wu Mi showed a somewhat ignorant expression, he raised his eyes and looked at me: "Then why did you bring it here today?"

Hearing this, I tilted my head, "Don't you know Wu Mi? I can play the pipa."

Probably because he stayed in the mansion of the Ubuyashiki family all year round, and no one informed him of the outside situation, so most of the rumors circulating in Beijing were unknown to Wu Mi.

But as far as he is concerned, it is actually better not to know those things.

I didn't tell Wu Mi how much I knew the rhythm, nor did I tell him that I went to Banfengguan to learn the secret pipa music of Master Chanwan. I just said to him: "Someone taught me a few new pieces, I will How about listening to you?"

Wu Mi did not reject my proposal, sat quietly across from me, and listened to me play the secret pipa songs "Flowing Spring" and "Woodpecker", with an extremely focused look on his face, but he did not look like Master Chanwan or Like Brother Boya, I feel that there is some deep meaning in the music I play.

This can't help but make me feel that, compared with the pieces I play, what Wu Mi cares more about is the player himself.

It's only because I'm playing the pipa for him now that he can show such a serious look—even though he's actually not good at analyzing the deep meaning in it.

"how do you feel?"

When I deliberately leaned in front of him and asked him, wanting to hear how he would evaluate it, Wu Mi seemed to be racking his brains to use all the best words he could think of to describe them.

Amused by his appearance, I stuffed the pipa that I had been holding in my arms into his arms.

"Do you want to learn without misery?"

I asked him like this, and I held my cheek and said to him: "If Wu Mi can also play the pipa, then can you play it for me?"

At the beginning, Wu Mi just frowned, showing resistance from his complexion, but after I said "you can play it to me", the resistance on his face became another emotion .

"Do you really want to hear it?"

Wu Mi asked me like this.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether you want to listen or not, but the answer at this time will probably affect Wu Mi's choice, so I nodded to him.

I said "yes."

And after I said this, Wu Mi really started to study seriously.

It is probably because I have never encountered the situations that he encountered, such as how to play the wrong note or remember the strings, which have never occurred to me, so the teaching at the beginning was actually not smooth.

At the end of the first day of teaching, looking at the dimming sky outside, when I was about to go back to the shrine, Wu Mi didn't even play the simplest piece of music.

"It's not an easy thing to play a piece of music within a day when you just came across the pipa, and it's already quite remarkable that Wuyou can do it to this level..."

When I was trying to comfort him, he suddenly raised his face, his red plum-colored eyes were staring at me closely, as if a question was squeezed out between his teeth: "How long did it take you to play a piece of music? "

In fact, I played it on the first day—or, more accurately, it took me only half a day to play a piece.

But if such a fact is really told to Wu Mi, it may make his mood develop in some unfavorable directions.

I wanted to make up a random time to fool the past, but when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them.

So I said to him, "It doesn't matter how long it took me."

Wu Mi still looked at me stubbornly, as if he would not give up until he heard an answer.

As if facing the problem of the color of the golden lamp last time again, if you don’t say anything, the result will probably be the same as last time—probably you will have to wait for several months before you calm down...

So I said to him, "It will be the first day."

My voice slowly lowered at this time, because I felt that Wu Mi's confidence might be hit by it, so I carefully raised my eyes to look at him: "But it doesn't matter, Wu Mi..."

"I see."

It was an extremely peaceful voice.

There was neither the gloomy expression nor the frowning as I imagined, and the expression Wu Mi showed at this time was also beyond my expectation.

"No misery?"

I called his name, thinking that I was too stimulated and calmed down. I was about to say something to him to comfort him, but he said to me: "I will learn."

The boy with black hair and red eyes said to me: "I will learn how to play the pipa, and then I will play to you the pieces you have played in front of me."

As if to keep this promise, Wu Mi said to me: "So... teach me more."

My eyes widened suddenly, but the corners of my mouth curled up involuntarily, and I said to him, "Okay."

The pipa named "Xuan Xiang" left the Kamo Shrine and stayed by Wu Mi's side from that time on.