Today, the drizzle is like silk pressing down on the jade dust.

In the sky covered with dark clouds, there was a slanting wind and drizzle. In the hexagonal sandalwood pavilion next to the wooden house, a woman in green clothes lowered her head and stared at the xylophone. Caressing, a string of extremely smooth notes rippling out under her fingers, and then the woman closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

Singing lightly: "When you know a man, you will never forget it...you won't see him for a day...Thinking is like madness, the phoenix is ​​flying, seeking phoenixes from all over the world...the helpless man is not on the east wall..." The voice is light and melodious.

The light gauze beside the pavilion is flying up, faintly covering the figure of the woman playing the piano. It is as thin as silk, almost invisible, like a dream, and the woman’s Tsing Yi is in the pavilion. It was raining and wet.

In the world of fate, the sound of the piano is like telling, it seems to be sighing his own story, and it is also slowly telling his own destiny, which is beautiful.

The woman pursed her lips, and said again: "Speak the Qin on behalf of the language, let's talk from the bottom of my heart..." Before she finished singing, a male voice fell into the singing of the world, and sang softly: "When will I see Xu Xi, comfort me?" Hesitation... When will I see Xu Xi,... I wish to be worthy of virtue, and join hands...

Don't fly, let me perish..."

The male voice was abrupt, but it did not bring too much disharmony. Instead, it overlapped with the gorgeous female piano sound.

Tang Bao was startled, his slender and thick eyelashes fluttered, he struggled to open his eyes, everything was silent except for the drizzle, the sound of raindrops falling sparsely, like raindrops falling into the human body little by little. In his heart, Tang Bao looked at the man in blue outside the pavilion and outside the light gauze.

The man stood in the light rain, there was no sun in the sky, and the light was dark and cruel, but the man was still smiling, his eyes were like amber stones, gradually glowing in this gloomy day.

The man seemed to let out a sigh of relief, as if he was relieved, his eyes were full of surprises, he said: "Tang Bao, I heard that you didn't die a long time ago, and I believed it in my heart, but I have to pretend to be crazy, I'm afraid ..I'm afraid..I'm afraid that Ni Mantian will hurt you again, and Ni Mantian is my apprentice, I can't hurt her, so I... can only hope to meet you by chance, and then look at you, even if You do not love me."

Tang Bao struggled to stand up from the round stool, the gauze fell to the ground and spread across the floor.

"Luo...ten...one..." Tang Bao looked at him dumbfounded, but his eyes were full of unbelievable and unignorable surprises. Luo Shiyi walked into the pavilion with a smile, and dusted off his clothes. Yusi, Tang Bao was about to cry, she threw herself into Luo Shiyi's arms, and Luo Shiyi pampered Tang Bao's hair.

Tang Bao rubbed against Eleven like a kitten, choked up in his arms and murmured: "Eleven...Senior brother."

Luo Shiyi gently raised Tang Bao's chin, gently kissed away the teardrops from the corners of Tang Bao's eyes with a wing-like kiss...

The rain is still lingering, and Luoshi said: "A song called Fengqiuhuang, I found this life, the person in my dream!"

Tang Bao hugged Luo Shiyi's waist tightly, and said: "A poem for seeking the phoenix, let me chase you and hit someone."

"Dongfang, you're really sure, that man named Luo Shiyi really found the love stone." It was drizzling outside the house, but it was as warm as the sun inside.

Dongfang Yuqing sat down next to Hua Qiangu, with a pair of crescent eyes looking out the window at the two people who were deeply hugging each other in the Liujiao Pavilion, with a faint smile. "They are destined to be together, no matter how many hardships they go through."

"This is also a lover who finally gets married."

Hua Qiangu was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked sideways at Dongfang Yuqing: "Dongfang, do you know who your target is?"

Dongfang Yuqing's eyes shone with light, as if he was remembering something, as if he was missing someone, after a long time, he smiled helplessly, but his voice was like a wisp of smoke, it was really small: "The way of speaking is beyond the sky , actually...by my side."

Hua Qiangu narrowed his eyes for some unknown reason, stopped looking at Dongfang Yuqing, and finally said, "Dongfang really knows how to joke."

"That's right...it's really a joke. Hmm..." Dongfang Yuqing sighed helplessly, but Hua Qiangu stood up, slender, smiling like a flower, standing quietly in front of the window, staring at the drizzle outside the window , looking at the lover in the pavilion, but said nothing for a long time, and after a long while, he said: "The rain falls in the pavilion, how can the coldness of life be destroyed for whom, the make-up is not burned, but it makes the mandarin ducks love and dream." There is a layer of mist in the eyes. .Muttering someone's name in his mouth, who knows that although the sound of the rain is small, it covers the name in Hua Qiangu's mouth.

Only Dongfang Yuqing heard the name Hua Qiangu called clearly.

Sitting on the same spot blankly for a long time, Jiu Jiu looked at Hua Qiangu bewilderedly.

There was no sound for a long time.Just looking at Hua Qiangu, just looking at...

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