Chapter 1016

Every day, all kinds of forces come to visit with different purposes. All the young ladies who have money in the family and who are not out of the cabinet will bring them to sit down. They are looking forward to being favored by Mr. Yun and ascending to the sky step by step.

The whole Yunzhuang village was bustling with people coming every day, which made Yunzhu impatient. However, no one could see his impatience. People only thought that he was just like a childe, and there was no mistake in dealing with people. In addition, he was too colorful and charming. Every young lady could not help but immerse himself in it In the fantasy of marrying Mr. Yun.

The whole Yunzhuang has become a place where everyone is flocking to, and it is becoming more and more lively day by day.

In the busy things, cloud candle simply throw down, came alone for a long time under the tree in the future, enjoy a moment of peace, the noisy noise finally left.

Overhead, however, came a familiar voice.

"Well, aren't you tired?"

He opened his eyes and saw the man hanging from the tree with his head down.

Her playful and compassionate look on her face made him a little uneasy and far away from him.

she jumped down from the tree and said, "do you play the piano?"

Cloud candle just pause for a moment, but is silent to begin to play with the guzheng.

But after a song, she gently frowned.

"The sound of your piano is disordered. If you have something on your mind, you can't calm down."

When the words reached his ears, he was calm, and for the first time someone could understand his piano.

"Ah, you don't sound good today."

And for the first time Someone criticized his piano so directly.

But he was not half unhappy, but a little happy.

In front of the woman, the eyes are clean and thorough, like the sky in general, different from those he has seen, those who come to visit are without exception, eyes with calculation and planning.

That's why he's tired of coping.

Therefore, his heart will have such a trace of care.

But now, the clean man appeared again, and when he thought he would not care, he appeared again, this time completely provoking his emotions.

The woman also reached out to touch his piano and said, "you are very tired, so I'm sorry for your piano."

Cloud candle just gently opened the corner of his mouth and said: "girl, who are you?"

For the first time, he wanted to know the name of a person and know who she was.

But she sold a pass and said, "who am I? I don't know who I am. Just treat me as a stranger, young master

He was stunned. He Is this rejected?

The first active inquiry was rejected.

Does she know who she is?

"Pooh."

The woman laughed.

"What expression are you looking at? Was it the first time that the Grand Master of Yunzhuang was rejected? "

"You know me."

The woman did not deny it and said, "you have taken in a lot of refugees. The reputation of Yunzhuang is always very good. What's more, Mr. Yun is the dream lover of many girls. Naturally, I know that."

So he was intrigued.

The woman pauses and says, "you are a good man."

Yunzhu has heard countless praises and good words for him, but he has never heard such comments.

Good people?

Is he a good man?

"You are a good man, but you are not a happy good man. No, to be exact, you are not happy at all. In fact, you don't need to smile when you don't want to."

The woman did not seem to know how earth shaking her words were, nor what storm she had stirred up in his heart.

Cloud candle always remember this sentence, remember her said, do not want to smile when you can not smile.

"I'm leaving, troubled times It's time to start. I've got a lot of things to do. Maybe I'll never hear you play again. "

Left this sentence, the woman disappeared.

He stood for a long time before he went back.

Since then, all the people in Chuang Tzu have found that the master who they have always been very similar to each other has gradually become like a person.

Yes, there are people who are happy, angry and sad.

Originally, after the death of the former villa master's wife, that is, Yun Zhu's mother, their young villa master seems to be a perfect person. But where can there be a perfect person in the world? This makes many servants feel that childe is not like a human being, more like a perfect machine educated by his wife.

But now, you can be like a man.

He began to reject those who did not want to see people, also refused to accept countless good intentions, more importantly, he had his own meaning.

If the original cloud candle is the girl's dream lover, then now cloud childe is unattainable.He was still very gentle, but such gentleness was no longer indifference, even in those calm eyes without waves, there was more grace.

Yunzhuang is happy for the young master from the heart, but also began to worry about the childe's life.

But do not know when, his heart has quietly lived in a beautiful image, in the dream of the rotation, often appear in the dream, is that smile like a flower face, that smile is too warm, warm people want to grasp.

He began to make time to go under the tree every day, but day after day, the figure did not appear.

Another year has passed.

Chaotic times, even more chaotic.

Yunzhuang no longer receives more refugees, but he also begins to cultivate new successors consciously. He still goes to the peach blossom tree every day.

Until one day, a year later, he saw her again.

She smells of blood.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's not my blood. I haven't come to remember to change my clothes. I just passed by here and turned around. I didn't think you were really there."

As he stood there, he suddenly felt that the bloodstains were terrible.

"You seem to have changed."

The woman looked up and down at him and jumped out such a sentence.

And he, pursed his lips.

The woman smiles and says, "do you still play the piano?"

She looked at the piano, and it seemed that it had fallen to dust and had not been touched for some time.

"Can you play it to me?"

After all, he still sat down, the piano sounded, and the woman sat on the tree and listened quietly, and her face was still wearing a touch of fatigue, as if she had experienced a lot of things.

He wanted to explore, but he didn't ask. He just pressed the string and opened it according to the familiar action in memory.

After a song is finished, the music is lingering.

He opened his mouth again and asked, "who are you?"

The breeze blowing gently, blowing her hair, she once again raised a familiar smile, familiar radian, the more familiar warmth.

This time, she finally had an answer.

"Hanfei, my name is Hanfei."

This name, since then, has been branded in the bottom of my heart, and can never be erased, a record of thousands of years, can not be obliterated.

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