Red plums reflect youth

"Alas..." A sigh was lost in the wind.

When Ziqing was vaguely aware of her background and began to feel uneasy about the happiness she had obtained in the Liu Mansion, the only thing she never doubted was the warmth Qiao Sheng clung to.

Feelings of hopelessness, feelings of loneliness.During those days of loneliness and fear, the only consolation was Qiao Sheng's innocent smile.

That was something Ziqing wanted to protect for the rest of his life.

But why was it himself who hurt him?

Ziqing looked at her hands, those delicate and fair hands, very delicate, moon-white as crystal as jade.

It was trembling non-stop at the moment.

Ziqing collected her mind, controlled her trembling hands,

uncontrollable,

is his heart.

Is the hint from the boy in white just wishful thinking?

If Qiao Sheng just left, how could he forgive himself so easily?It was a sin of his own making, and he would bear it for the rest of his life.

A child's unrestrained words are the most true and hurtful.

Is it really that disgusting?

Ask yourself, ask your heart, ask the boundless world,

How much love is deep, but why not?

Ridiculous, sad, lamentable,

I don't know where it started, and it goes deeper...

Lingxiu's fingertips gently slid on the strings, with a hook and a pick, intermittently, forming a rhyme without reason.Thousands of sorrows, thousands of serious injuries, only the sound of the piano speaks of desolation.

Suddenly, a few voiceless sounds came with the wind, and when the sound of the qin was about to start, they wandered leisurely, and the rhyme of the qin was infinite.

Ziqing's mind moved slightly, and she fell into a dream. She continued to play the piano, and said directly to her heart:

Clouds have no heart, birds have no intentions, they only worry about themselves, lonely and lonely.

The sound of the other party's flute followed closely, feeling sad and sad:

Sigh floating life, Ruo Liang Meng, alone, come and go without leaving a trace.

Feeling deeply in his heart, moved by emotion, he plucked the strings in tune with the faint sound of the flute:

What kind of love makes you crazy, whoever understands it will break your heart.

The sound of the flute complements each other:

No one knows, no one knows, no one knows, ruthless brings hurt.

The two don't meet each other, but the sound of the qin and flute has become one.Within a finger, the qin and flute stopped, suddenly there was no sound, everything was silent, only the wonderful rhyme remained in the wind.

Ziqing immediately wanted to get up to invite him, but the visitor had already approached.It's really the young master I met in Kuanshan that day, still dressed in elegant white clothes, cool and elegant.

If one said that he had doubts about him that day, but now he has let go of his defenses, he still laments the tacit understanding between the two of them, and I am lucky!Fortunately for me!

The young man in white held his jade flute across his belly, and said happily: "It turns out that you are Liu Ziqing, Mr. Liu, who has been admiring you for a long time. No wonder you could hear the sound of my flute that day."

Ziqing blushed slightly, and hurriedly said, "Don't dare. I haven't asked you, my lord, your name."

"Hehe." The young man in white caressed his ears and replied, "Shen Luoshu in Jiangnan Shenyuan."

"You are Mr. Shen, the one who made Miss Yu dance again! I should have thought about it~ It turns out that Mr. Shen not only has a natural flute rhyme, but also plays the piano well. You really made him laugh just now."

Shen Luoshu chuckled when he heard the words: "Hahaha, Mr. Liu is self-effacing. Listening to Mr. playing music, although the fingering is simple, the sound of the piano has its own spirit and beauty, and the sound moves with emotion. It's really wonderful. But I am ruthless." You can't play a clever song, it's just that the technique is a little more complicated. Hmm... I guess the young master should not have been learning the piano for long."

Ziqing nodded in agreement, secretly lamenting this man's intelligence and sensitivity.Suddenly remembered something important, so he asked with a serious face: "Mr. Shen, can you tell me what you found in Kuanshan that day?"

Shen Luoshu smiled lightly, his smile was beautiful, and he often smiled, but most of them were chuckles, ridicules, sneers, now he just smiled lightly, reminding Ziqing of the sudden smile he had when he first met Shen Luoshu , very beautiful, but very harsh.It's light and elegant, but it makes people feel dangerous and proud.

"Since it's something that the young master cares about, Shen knows everything he can say, and he can say everything." He suddenly looked at Ziqing coldly and asked, "Do you know why I only hinted at you, but didn't point it out in person?"

"We have this doubt."

"I'm afraid if I tell you in person, none of you will leave alive!"

Ziqing's complexion changed suddenly, and he said in shock, "Who is afraid that we will know the truth? You mean..."

Shen Luoshu, on the other hand, was playing with the jade flute by himself, and said calmly: "Hmph! Just look at the scratches on the ground and you can see that there is no luggage in those carriages!" Then he sneered: "What bandits, you must It's an insider."

"Then how do you know that my younger brother Qiao Sheng is fine?"

Shen Luoshu laughed and said: "Those people dumped the corpses in the river just to create the illusion of all casualties, so as to conceal who was still alive. It's just a coincidence that a few junior sergeants were found in the lower reaches of the river. Floating corpses, but there is no corpse of an officer, let alone the corpse of a child... Therefore, this incident must have something to do with the officer, and the person you are looking for should still be alive."

Ziqing murmured, "Then..."

"Find the instigator, and you should be able to know the whereabouts of Lingdi."

As expected, Qiao Sheng was still alive, Ziqing was slightly relieved, and quickly said gratefully: "Ziqing thank you Mr. Shen for your help."

"Hahaha" Shen Luoshu smiled frivolously: "Young Master Liu, you don't need to be too polite. Mr. Shen is willing to get out together because you are a wonderful person, which makes people heartbroken. I don't know if I will be lucky enough to enjoy the song that is famous all over the city like Butterfly Love Song in the future." performance."

Ziqing smiled and said, "Ziqing will definitely do his best... By the way, the young master is from the south of the Yangtze River. I don't know why he came to Pingyang? If there is anything Ziqing can help, please feel free to ask."

Ziqing often smiles now, his smile is always shallow and slight, like the shyness of a water lotus flower that cannot withstand the cool breeze.And when she looked at Qiao Yang, she smiled sweetly and gently.

Shen Luoshu lightly stroked her ear hair, looked at a withered plum in the distance that had passed its flowering period, and said quietly, "Come here looking for revenge."

Ziqing's expression froze, and he hurriedly asked, "Who does Mr. Shen have enmity with?"

I saw Shen Luoshu's so handsome face that could hardly be described in words, suddenly became sad and stern:

"Hall of Wind!"

ah?Ziqing gasped suddenly.