Fox demon: Carry my piano music with me forever

"Do you still remember the first time we met?"

"You said you wanted to test me, so you took a low-grade spiritual sword and beat me so hard that I couldn't fight back."

"At that time, I thought, this guy is so fucking fierce, he is a monster."

"But I still think you're unreliable. Do you know why?"

"..."

In a trance, Fu Changsheng's eyes suddenly became wet.

It was as if a flood had broken through a dam, and the bright moon was instantly blurred by tears.

As if he didn't want Wang Quan Baiye to see him crying, Fu Changsheng raised his hands to cover his face, leaving only the corners of his mouth raised, and said with a choked smile:

"Hehe, because that mask is so stupid."

"He doesn't look like a swordsman at all..."

Chapter 197 Farewell

Fu Changsheng's eyes were gradually soaked with tears, and the glow of the bright moon was stretched very long.

Fu Changsheng took a deep breath with a trembling voice and reached out to touch the tear marks on his cheek.

"...Bai Ye, it seems that I still can't face all this as calmly as you." Gradually, Fu Changsheng murmured in a low voice.

I don’t know what he was thinking of, but Fu Changsheng suddenly curled his lips into a miserable smile.

"How can you let go of all this? How can you bear to leave?"

"I haven't taken you yet... to see the real outside world."

"We agreed to witness and see the truth you want together, to unveil the mask of the world..."

"I haven't thrown away that mask yet, how could you, how could you throw away [the mask]."

"Don't abandon us..."

Unconsciously, Fu Changsheng's sobbing voice became quieter and quieter.

It seemed that he could no longer maintain the smile on his face. His shoulders trembled uncontrollably and hot tears flowed down his twisted brows.

The bright moon in front of him gradually became blurred, and Fu Changsheng suddenly recalled the first day he and the masked man performed chivalrous deeds.

They wiped out a demon that was causing trouble everywhere, and Fu Changsheng killed the leading evil demon with one sword. At that moment, the long hair under the white fox mask fluttered in the wind.

At that moment, Fu Changsheng felt a gust of wind.

The wind brought a dream called "Xia" and brought the masks together. Wherever the wind passes, it is their story.

And now, the wind has stopped.

"..."

Just as the wind stopped, Wang Quanfugui, who was standing silently in the distance, seemed to feel something and his heart suddenly tightened.

Wang Quanfugui suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but step forward.

When he saw Fu Changsheng's out-of-control appearance, Wang Quan Fugui's eyes, which were shining with starry sword energy, suddenly dimmed a little, as if he had guessed something.

However, Wang Quanfugui did not cry, nor did he show any emotion of panic.

He just walked forward silently, held Wang Quan Baiye's cold hand, put the bamboo flute and the smiley mask in his hands, then bent his legs and slowly knelt down.

The moment he knelt down, Wang Quan Fugui's eyes were dim and no expression appeared on his face.

"Father once said that the most powerful sword technique in the world is ruthlessness."

"Ruthlessness means having no flaws or weaknesses, and the swordsman's heart is also indestructible."

"Father, you are wrong."

"Before, I had no mother, no friends, no rivals, no soulmates."

"Now, I don't have a father anymore."

"But I still can't feel the ruthless sword intent you mentioned..."

Gradually, Wang Quanfugui raised his head and took a deep breath.

"In that case, father, I will go find my own path."

"Please apologize to your mother on your behalf."

After saying this, Wang Quan Fugui silently lowered his head and kowtowed.

Later historical records recorded: Wang Quan Baiye, the head of the Wang Quan family, died of illness in Tushan, and was later buried in Wang Quan Villa, in the same tomb with his concubine Chu Ri Huaizhu.

That night happened to be the seventh day of the seventh month.

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When Fu Changsheng dragged his body back to the teahouse, a candlelight was still on on the second floor of the teahouse.

squeak~~~

When the sound of the door being pushed open was heard, Tushan Rongrong, who was sitting in front of the candlestick with her head propped up and almost falling asleep, suddenly pricked up her ears.

"Huh? You're back." Tu Shanrongrong suddenly looked up and saw Fu Changsheng standing at the door, and quickly stood up to greet him.

"What's wrong? You look so bad... eh?!"

Tushan Rongrong approached and found that Fu Changsheng looked unhappy. She was about to ask him what happened, but the next moment she suddenly felt a black screen in front of her eyes.

When I came to my senses, I found that Fu Changsheng had suddenly hugged me.

Feeling Fu Changsheng burying his face in her shoulder and hugging her tightly, Tushan Rongrong hung her hands in the air, suddenly feeling a little at a loss.

"what happened?"

As if she felt the unstoppable trembling of the person in her arms, Tushan Rongrong seemed to realize something and reached out to gently rub the back of Fu Changsheng's head.

"Rongrong." Fu Changsheng's voice was hoarse.

"Yeah, I'm listening."

"I won't let anything happen to you."

"I know." Tushan Rongrong paused, then nodded slightly and put her arms around Fu Changsheng's waist.

Gradually, Tushan Rongrong's shoulders became wet.

Tushan Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and looked at Fu Changsheng's bloodshot eyes with complicated eyes.

It was an emotion that Tushan Rongrong had never seen in Fu Changsheng. It was the first time he showed such grief.

Tushan Rongrong could not understand this sorrow.

Tushan Rongrong no longer asked why, but gently patted Fu Changsheng's back and comforted him, "It's okay, if you want to cry, just cry."

"No matter what happens, I will be with you."

"..." Fu Changsheng whimpered but could not utter a word. His pale fingers wrinkled the corner of Tushan Rongrong's clothes.

Tushan Rongrong gently held up Fu Changsheng's cheek, pushed aside the silver hair that was stuck with tears, revealing the tear-stained face underneath.

"Oh, you're crying so sadly." Tushan Rongrong held his face and smiled gently.

"Poor little thing, he wanted to cry but didn't want to cry out loud in front of me, so he had to bury his face and cry silently."

Fu Changsheng seemed to have his inner thoughts touched upon, and immediately turned his head away, no longer looking into Tushan Rongrong's eyes.

"Long-winded."

"Pfft......!" Tushan Rongrong seemed to have seen something unbelievable and covered her mouth to try hard to hold back her laughter.

Fu Changsheng frowned slightly, with tear marks on his face, looking at Tushan Rongrong like a punching bag: "Hey..."

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little surprised that you would show such a dishonest expression."

As she spoke, Tushan Rongrong gently pushed aside the bangs on Fu Changsheng's forehead, stared at the pair of red eyes intently, and smiled with a doting look in her eyes.

"It's quite cute~"

"I'm not kidding."

"I'm not kidding either."

Tushan Rongrong withdrew her gaze, put away her smile the moment she lowered her eyes, and reached out to help Fu Changsheng tidy up his messy collar.

"If you are willing to tell me, I will listen carefully and bear this grief with you."

"If you don't want to tell me, that's okay."

Unconsciously, Tushan Rongrong slowly pulled up Fu Changsheng's hanging hand and gently placed it on her heart.

"I am willing to love what you love, think what you think, and be a pure wife, silently staying by your side and healing your pain."

"in addition."

The next moment, Tushan Rongrong tucked her hair behind her ears, raised her head and smiled at Fu Changsheng.

"I will absolutely, absolutely not let anything happen to you,"

After saying that, Tushan Rongrong gently stood on tiptoe, and the breathing of both of them also calmed down at this moment, until the sound of their heartbeats drowned out the entire room.

Chapter 198 Finally here

The sky was just turning white. Tu Shan Honghong drank the tea in the cup in one gulp and pressed her fingers hard between her eyebrows to make herself more alert.

"Are you all ready?"

Tu Shan Honghong glanced down at Dongfang Yuechu who was lying on the table, and pinched Dongfang Yuechu's ear with a little dissatisfaction: "Today is your uncle's wedding, how can you sleep?"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... But Honghong, Uncle Fu and Sister Rongrong are still preparing the wishing gifts under the Bitter Love Tree. Why are we getting up so early?"

Looking up, Dongfang Yuechu's dark circles were particularly noticeable, and even the two iconic hairs on top of his head were drooping.

"I went to bed so late last night, I'm very sleepy."

"Didn't I get up early too?" Tu Shan Honghong frowned and said with her hands folded.

Hearing this, Dongfang Yuechu couldn't help but look at Tushan Honghong with some resentment.