Heavenly Star Chapter 71: cultured combat-“Dream of Dreams” (middle)

. Do you really want to give it to him ... but it is something you have come into contact with, and if you give it to him, will it be treated as someone ...

In a panic, she whispered again, "I ... I brought it."

The eyes look at Hua Shuirou, most of them are surprised and incomprehensible. Because ... a woman gave a man a jade flute, how obvious it is.

could it be that Hua Family Young Lady turned out ...

Ye Wuchen cornered his mouth, then moved forward, and soon walked to Hua Shuirou. At this time Hua Shuirou already had a jadeite small flute in her hands, full of jasper crystals, small and exquisite, and her pair of soft hands like the skin light wins over the snow, looks like the jadeite small flute even a little bit more crystal.

With the approach of Ye Wuchen, a strange manly aura that made her dizzy came to her face, making Hua Shuirou even more afraid to lift her head. She lowered her head and trembled her arms to lift Cuiyu small flute. Ye Wuchen took it with a smile, and her right hand naturally touched her greasy palm. Hua Shuirou's hands were retracted like an electric shock, then clasped together and placed on her knees, her face flushed with powder. In her memory, this was the first time her hands were touched outside her loved ones. For this woman with an extremely conservative personality, this is enough to make her sleepless tonight.

"The legacy of beauty, Wuchen will never forget." Ye Wuchen smiled, he turned around and walked towards the field, while playing with the jade small flute in his hand, whispered softly: "Jasmine is clear, like the skin of a daughter, gentle soft jade , The surviving girl's lip fragrance, but Wuchen is sudden. "

This teasing speech made all the people in the room dumbfounded, and Hua Shuirou even said "ying~", burying his head deeply in his chest, so ashamed that he wanted to escape immediately.

Lin Xiao's complexion changes again and again, light smile on his face has been completely deformed. The woman she loved and had a marriage contract with had given her a jade flu to a man in the public eye ... and it was a man who surpassed him in all aspects, which was totally tantamount to his heart again With a stab, he wanted to growl loudly to vent his pain.

"small flute, don't you regret it?" Long Yin asked.

Although the long flute and small flute are basically the same, but in terms of sound quality, small flute is obviously inferior to long flute. It is difficult for those who are used to long flute to adapt to small flute in a short time, and vice versa.

Ye Wuchen nodded, smiled, "This song ... is for my own sake."

Play for yourself-Lin Xiao and Ye Wuchen, one for the dead mother and one for myself. One with long flute and one with small flute. Playing for his deceased mother, his filial piety first infected the three-pointer and played for himself, which seemed relatively flat. No matter the initial feeling or the flute used, Ye Wuchen has all fallen behind.

Ye Wuchen gently put Cuiyu flute on the lips, a light and pleasant fragrance slowly escaping into the nose. Hua Shuirou covered her face, her face was hot and scary. Because only her lips were touched there, but now ... she didn't dare to think about it. For this perennial boudoir, she had not even been alone with the man except her father. The emotional aspect was a blank girl That said, this has even reached the bottom line of her psychological endurance. In her mind, such "intimate" contact can only be made between husband and wife.

Tonight, she shouldn't even sleep peacefully.

However, people waited for a long time, but there was no flute sound. Ye Wuchen stood there quietly, like a weathered fossil. Finally, his eyes closed gently, and it was from this moment that people suddenly felt that his temperament had changed dramatically, and even the surrounding aura had changed significantly. In a short silence, A faint sense of depression was born from their heart, and it became heavier and heavier, until it was hard for them to breathe when they were suppressed, and their chests were like a heavily iron plate.

Sad emotions can't stop ...

A note sounded softly, very light and light, as light as a breeze. However, it is this slight note that clearly enters everyone's ears. In my heart, the whole square becomes instantly audible. Even the whole world seems to be quiet at this moment. There was a trace of noise, and only the remnant of that note was lingering in my ear, and it didn't disappear for a long time.

It's another short and light note. Everyone feels that they are slightly beaten inside, shaking slightly in silence.

The rhythm of the notes finally began to accelerate slowly, and their inner tremors also accelerated, until the notes finally became a piece, forming a melodious and sad heartbreaking movement. The flute sound is still so slight, it seems that a clear breeze can blow it away completely, but everyone in the field hears it so clearly, because the flute sound does not seem to sound in the ear, but from The deepest part of their hearts came slowly, making them afraid to make a sound, lest they be interrupted.

The bright sky, the desolate wind, and a small grass quietly show its head, looking at the world. Its appearance carries too much joy, too much hope. In the warmth, the grass grows up, showing off its new life and vitality to the world, but the wind ... still desolate, and from time to time, it will tremble quietly in the wind.

One day, suddenly there were dark clouds in the sky, and the dark clouds with a heavy and terrifying oppressive force made people breathless. Finally, a thunderbolt rang, the thunderous lightning cut the cloud curtain, the heavy rain poured down, the wind was raging and ruthlessly destroyed the immature grass. In the catastrophic blow, it did not fall, but still looked proudly at the sky, stood his body upright, no matter how the wind howled, the rain was ruthless, it clenched its teeth, because it could not fall.

People's hearts are slowly tightening and painful.

A night's wind and rain, it became very weak, but after all, instead of falling, it turned to the sky and made a victory gesture.

However, its disaster is far from over, but has just begun. It continued to grow slowly until one day, when a more violent storm hit, it still used its full strength to support its immature body, bearing it without fear, the resistance ...

Ye Wuchen's eyes were slightly wet, but they disappeared immediately. In the vague memory, he saw his vague childhood. He saw that the only three-year-old himself was gritting his teeth tightly. Because of too much force, even blood leaked between the teeth, his expression was so distorted, and his body was shaking so violently, because then he endured What kind of pain is that, the kind of pain that only he has suffered in the whole world is more than a thousand times, ten thousand times more than piercing the body with a knife ... But in front of this pain, he didn't make a sound because he You have to bear everything, you ca n’t let your mother know, you ca n’t worry your mother, and you ca n’t fall down ... because you are waiting for the hope that has been waiting too long.

Mom ... who are you? Where is it now? Why I was so dependent on you at that time, and these two words made me so warm inside, I really want to cry.

And what is that hope? Why you can't see it no matter how hard you try.

Why did you endure that kind of pain once a month? Is it the same as half a month ago?-No! Not the same, not only completely different feelings, but also the pain at that time was much more painful than half a month ago.

So what do I have in the past?

Who am I?

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