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He lowered his head and touched her lips gently. The soft and gentle touch was like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, gently fanning over the top of his heart. However, this gentle touch that wasn't even a kiss made his heart beat uncontrollably.
He raised his head and slowly closed his eyes.
He remembered the kiss he gave Bai Suxuan.
At that time, she said to him: "Yan Yuheng, I sympathize with your experience, but this cannot be a reason for your debauchery. You have only been in Beijing for a few days. Looking at the entire Lijing City, what is there that you have not played? You How many Yingying Yanyans have changed around me? I can't control these, but I don't want to be one of them."
He did not listen to her words, but stared at her lips as soft as petals, smelling the faint fragrance of her body. She likes to paint and write poems, and her body always carries a light fragrance of flowers and ink. The fragrance is very clear and shallow, but light and long-lasting.
She said a few words, but when she saw that he was not listening, she quickly closed her mouth, glanced at him lightly, and turned to leave.
He leaned forward very quickly, put his arms around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her lips. Before she could finish speaking, he kissed her lips.
Her lips were soft, soft, and the beautiful touch made his head spin. He was like a child eating candy for the first time, and his heart was beating wildly with excitement. He naturally wanted to ask for more, but since he had no experience or skills in this area, and the other party was struggling with no cooperation, his kiss, which was like a robber's plunder, was quickly broken. Her lips.
But he didn¡¯t know that until he tasted the blood, he was startled and suddenly let her go. Then he saw her red and swollen lips and the shocking color of blood on them.
He was so distressed and annoyed that he hurriedly went to take out the brocade handkerchief, but she unexpectedly slapped him with her hand. He didn't think about avoiding it. The slap was very real, which showed that she was very angry. It was crisp and loud, and even made bloodshot eyes flow from the corners of his lips.
He saw tears in her eyes, lowered her head, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and walked away quickly.
Although he was slapped, he smiled.
That was the first time he saw Bai Suxuan, who had always been dignified and calm, in a panic.
He has been wondering if this means that she actually has him in her heart.
Yan Yu¡¯s hands slowly curled up, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
Over the years, every time he thought of her, he would think of her beautiful appearance, her graceful figure, her bright smile, her clear and watery eyes, and her low and elegant voice.
Thinking of their first encounter, her music, her paintings, everything about her.
Everything is his attachment and sweetness, but it is also the pain that he can never let go of.
Maybe it¡¯s because deep down in his heart he doesn¡¯t want to accept that fact, so every time he remembers her, she always looks beautiful. But every sleepless night, he would think of the last time he saw her.
He stepped on the broken wall after the fire and walked to her. He saw her wearing a white cloth. He opened it with trembling hands. Her graceful beauty had already turned into a charred skeleton.
Three years later, he can always clearly remember that morning. The morning glow on the horizon was like a fire spreading from hell, burning the sky red. Like a festering wound, red blood was slowly flowing out, dyeing his eyes and the whole world red.
He had experienced life and death countless times and suffered fatal blows. He originally thought that there would never be any ditch that he could not overcome. But when he saw her turned into a piece of scorched bones, he fainted without hope.
"Susu" He spat out these two words painfully, and a layer of mist gradually filled his eyes.
He looked down at Qin Jiu. She was sleeping peacefully and seemed to have no dreams at all.
" Two completely different people gave him the same feeling.
He stretched out his fingers and stroked her eyebrows, cheeks and chin, and finally lingered on the bright red tear mole at the corner of Qin Jiu's eyes. He used a little force to rub the tear mole. After a while, he raised his hand and looked at it, and found that there was a faint red on his finger. The bright red tear mole on Qin Jiu's face had become extremely colorful. It's light.
Yan Yu squinted at the tear mole, which was obviously just a scar.
His fingers lingered on the small scar on the smooth and tender skin again. He could feel that the scar did not look like a stab wound.
He used a little force to hug the person in his arms tighter, like a drowning person hugging the last dead tree.
At midnight, in the large house in the east of the city, a whimpering piano sound suddenly sounded. The ethereal sound of the piano spreads in the deep night, with a crescent moon in the sky and loneliness piercing the clouds. This scene makes people feel inexplicably sad.
The room on the second floor of Qingye Garden is elegantly decorated, with a sandalwood bed, a shark gauze cloud tent, and soft bead curtains. There are two sandalwood tables placed side by side near the window, with a guqin placed on one and a table on the other. The desk was filled with paints and rice paper for painting, and a wardrobe was placed against the wall.
Yan Su was sitting in front of the guqin on the wooden table, playing the qin.
Yu Bing holds a tea cup in his hand and stands on one side.
Yu Bing has heard of the piece played by Yan Su. The name of this piece is "Spring in the Jade House" and it was composed by Bai Suxuan. She often listened to Wang Ye play and the tunes were already familiar to her. However, the charm of what Yan Su played tonight was much different from usual. It was not as clear and clear as the previous music, as if deep pain and grief were condensed in the music. Moreover, as the music filled the air, the original music The gentle and lingering emotions also evolved into grief, and the sadness and sorrow were played with unspeakable tones. How sad is it to play such a song?
Yu Bing's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly. She knew that the prince was a calm person. Although he often played the piano to calm his mind, with the prince's cultivation, unless his mood was extremely sad and chaotic, he would never listen to the sound of the piano. Half a point leaked.
But tonight¡ª¡ª
Just now, after Yan Rui brought the epiphyllums to Su Wanxiang's house, two epiphyllums bloomed in a moment. The prince accompanied Su Wanxiang to watch the epiphyllum for a while, and then drank two bowls of porridge with her. After Su Wanxiang had a rest, the prince sent someone to drive here.
The prince sent Yan Rui to buy this courtyard at a high price two years ago. On weekdays, he only lets a woman look after the house and clean it. Occasionally, he sends her to buy some clothes and bedding to bring over. This house was the prince's secret house. She knew who the prince bought it to, but she didn't understand why the prince didn't bring Su Wanxiang.
Yu Bing looked at Yan Su Fuqin with fear. She had already sensed something was wrong, but she did not dare to interrupt him. She couldn't count how many times the prince had played this piece. Seeing how the prince looked like this, he was planning to play it all night.
At this time, Yan Su, although he was playing the piano, could not hear the sound of his own piano, because in his heart, there was a woman playing the same tune.
That¡¯s Bai Suxuan.
Her playing is clear and elegant. It is not an idle moan or a show of pretentiousness, but a genuine lingering love. It is like the peonies blooming under the moon, showing a different kind of loneliness, but not losing the aloofness. It is so touching.
He closed his eyes, and every fragment related to her was intertwined in front of his eyes, becoming a chaotic and blurry one.
He remembers every word she said to him, and even every look in her eyes. In the past few years, he has been able to see everything related to her in Su Wanxiang. However, tonight, the blooming epiphyllums were like two sharp blades, gouging out his hopes for these years.
Three years ago, when he arrived at the White House, her boudoir had been burned into a sea of ??flames. He braved the flames to rescue her from inside. At that time, her exposed skin was already burning with blisters, and her entire face was even more miserable. He carried her out, had a fake burnt corpse placed there, and ordered the real her to be sent out quietly.
He knew that it would be difficult to overturn the case committed by the Bai family. In order to save her, he was afraid that someone would leak the news. Therefore, he still went to court to investigate the case as usual and acted as if he was heartbroken. But privately, he has been sending people to treat her secretly. It took him nearly three months to finally cure her, but her appearance was already ruined, and the imperial doctor was not allowed to reshape her appearance. After she was cured, her appearance changed, and her former appearance was still vaguely visible in her smile.
After she woke up, she was so stimulated that she forgot everything, even who she was. During the first days of her life, she was extremely afraid of fire, and it took her nearly a year to recover. But, I still can¡¯t remember the past.
Su Qing¡¯s third daughter Su Wanxiang happened to pass away due to illness, so he asked her to replace Su Qing¡¯s third daughter and return to Lijing. He thought that when she arrived in the familiar city of Lijing, she might be able to recall the past.
She didn¡¯t recall the past, and he looked at her as if he were looking at a soulless Susu, a substitute for Susu.
And tonight, he actually knew that she was really just a substitute.
Once she comes into contact with Epiphyllum, red spots will appear on her body after a while. However, Su Wanxiang did not.
She is not her!
"Sadness and despair are like sharp teeth, gnawing at the bottom of the heart, making the already empty heart even more desolate.
The sound of the piano was like water, making it difficult to calm down. At this moment, his heart was like the sound of the piano and the night, falling into sorrow and darkness.
This cold night, without her, is so cold and so long.
This heart, without her, would be so desolate and riddled with holes.
The pale morning light gradually came through the window, and the night passed.
He pointed hard and the extremely tough strings were broken one by one. Amidst the weird sound of the piano suddenly ending, the broken strings bounced, cutting all his fingers. The bright red blood dripped on the surface of the piano, like bright red tears. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)He was choking, and at this moment, his heart was like the music of the piano and the night, falling into grief and darkness.
This cold night, without her, is so cold and so long.
This heart, without her, would be so desolate and riddled with holes.
The pale morning light gradually came through the window, and the night passed.
He pointed hard and the extremely tough strings were broken one by one. Amidst the weird sound of the piano suddenly ending, the broken strings bounced, cutting all his fingers. The bright red blood dripped on the surface of the piano, like bright red tears. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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