Drunk for the rest of my life

After returning to the yard, Xue Zi excitedly went to the fire room to arrange the results of the war.

Li Xinfu returned to the appearance of a drunkard, leaning against one end of the couch, drinking silently.As if the previous interaction by the pond did not exist, the previous silence was restored.But the gourd from before was still used.

Xue Zi wanted to get in touch with him, so he walked over and sat down at the other end of the small couch, with the small table carrying the chessboard between them.

"Brother Li Xin, you can't drink wine like this, it will hurt your health."

Li Xin looked up at him, and said leisurely: "I can't die..."

With a cursory glance, I feel that Xiangfei is slightly drunk at the moment.

Her eyes are hazy, her earlobes are pink, her lips are extraordinarily bright, with a bit of enchanting indistinguishable male and female.Looking at it like this, it should be too strong to drink.

Being blocked by Li Xin, Xue Zi couldn't take it anymore.That person didn't care about it himself, and if he persuaded him again, it seemed deliberate.

He stopped talking and just sat with him.Watching the sunset sinking lower and lower, and finally sank into the distant mountain depression, I sighed softly.

The night that fell at the beginning of the month was still full of twilight and sultry heat that was too late to dissipate. There was a waning moon hanging in the west, and the bleak shadow was better than nothing.

Xue Zi got up and went to the pond to wash off today's fatigue.After soaking in the cold pond water for a long time, I stared at the water surface in a daze.But he also knew that he couldn't take it anymore, so he packed up obediently and went back.

When he was able to turn around, Li Xin had already got on the tree fork.Folding his arms, he leaned against the tree trunk and dozed off, the hem of his clothes fluttering gently in the wind.

Xue Zi was worried for no reason that the lunatic would fall, but soon realized that he really thought too much.

The blood flowing in his body was still hot, although he was sober, he felt a little excited in his heart because of the half-tanned old cellar.

Go back to the house and pass the hall.When I saw the guqin placed against the wall, I became interested.

Nasitong is a Qixuan Yaoqin with beautiful shape, generally dark red, and the lacquer surface is covered with ice cracks.

Xue Zi slightly moved the futon and sat down cross-legged.Then move the guqin lightly, so that the Qin Zhen is suspended in the air.I started to touch it and tried the tone.

The sound of the piano is melodious and pleasant, and it is a good piano.

Xue Zi thought for a moment, then raised his hand to play the piano.The melodious sound of the piano flows out slowly like a cheerful stream.

Li Xin opened her eyes, listened quietly to the euphemistic and continuous sound of the piano, and did not move.

Xue bullets are very careful, and he is skillful in picking and hooking.The sound of the ancient times is pouring out; sometimes it is fast and sometimes it is slow, sometimes it is high and sometimes it is low.

It's just that the tune is so rare that I haven't heard it before.

At some point, Li Xin leaned against the door.Seriously looked at the person who played the piano, his eyes were sharp.

A young man with delicate features; no aura, not a fairy; no demonic aura, not a demon; a heartbeat, not a ghost; judging by his gentle and knowledgeable appearance, he should not be a demon.

After the song was over, Xue Zi put his hands back and raised his head. He was not surprised when he saw Li Xin by the door, and smiled lightly.

Li Xin asked: "What song is this?"

"Drunken Chibi." Xue Zi said: "I once passed through Jiangzhou, and I met an outstanding talent, and I did it for him."

Seeing that Li Xin didn't talk to her, she continued talking on her own.

"If you are talented, you have some eccentricities. Most people don't see him. I also fell into his eyes by chance." After a short pause, Xue Zi raised his eyes and stared at Li Xin, not bad.Continued: "This person lost his beloved before, and asked everywhere to save that beloved. The emperor paid off, and he really found it for him. But in the end, because of all kinds of mistakes, we couldn't get together. Shou."

"Most of those who walk against the sky will not end well." Li Xin replied to him with a steady tone.

"That's right, so there are rumors in the market that in the end, all thoughts of that person fell into the devil's way. Haha, the rumors are naturally not true. What I saw was a little old man with a weird temper."

Xue Zi withdrew his gaze, raised his hand again, and said, "This is a very long story, I will tell you if I have a chance. This song also has lyrics, I will caress it again, you listen."

Li Xin kept leaning on her chest and listened to the music carefully.I feel that Xiang Fei's singing voice is very good, co-writing the previous story, the lyrics and music are very artistic.

He thought to himself: Is it really a screenwriter who travels around?Where did so many strange people and anecdotes come from.

At the end of the song, Xue Zi said with a smile: "When I first heard this song, I was also moved by this word. It is deeply affectionate and penetrating. It took a long time to practice, brother Li Xin laughed."

Li Xin walked to the futon opposite the Qin case and sat down.Seriously said: "Play a few more songs with me, okay?"

Xue Zi immediately laughed, and replied mischievously: "If there is a bosom friend who sees it, I will sing Yangchun all the time!"

After thinking about it for a while, a drunken fisherman's song was played.The overtone is like the sky, the tone is like a person, and the loose tone is like the earth.The three tones interlaced endlessly, making people feel as if they were on the scene.

Li Xin's heart is like a bright mirror, knowing that Xue Xiangfei is playing the piano on the opposite side, but he just can't stop overlapping with Nian'er.Just stare straight at him without shy away.

Seeing that the lunatic forgot to drink, Xue Zi listened attentively.Sure enough, there are continuous songs, but most of them are played alone, and they rarely open their mouths.

From the beginning, it was a night, and it didn't stop until the east turned white on the second day.