The star said, “Let’s go.”

A glance at the somewhat absent-minded Han Xiyi, secretly strange.

The ship turned around and returned to the river.

On the way, Xia Minsing asked Han Xiyi who was listening to the piano.

Han Xiyi could not hide, but did not want to say the name of the mute.

She said, “It was the girl who played it.Then they knew it, and they couldn't believe it."

The star immediately asked what was going on.

Han Xiyi looked at Xie Yue Yue, thinking that she was afraid of her heart at this moment, couldn't help but sigh, with a indifferent tone will inadvertently hear the sound of the piano on the river, and then heard the girl Guo playing at the seventh night, only to know that she played the past.

The star did not ask again, looking out at the twilight.

The boat went to the vicinity of Green Bay Village, and the night was already late, and it was almost time (8 p.m.).

Chang Er smiled, “At this time, the Chen Chen is just right, and I can’t hear it when he comes early.”

The people heard the faint sound of the piano, the earlier it was not clear, the closer it was, the more clear it was Han Xiyi and Xie Yuyue, the song that was played on the night of the seventh night.

The star heard it again, his eyes wide open.

A song was finished, but it did not stop, and it was repeated.

He said, "Let them near."

After the words, the boat turned to the river.

But if you can do a while, you can no longer enter, there are slucks in front of them, and there are walls on both sides, so they have to stop there.

Originally, although the Guo family replaced the next-door neighbor's base, with the gradual improvement of the cotton textile workshop, the venue is still stretched.Guo Shouye bought a large area of bamboo forest on the other side of the waterway in front of the door, along with the nearby waters.He planned to wait for the sale to be stable, and moved his family to the bamboo forest on the other side, and the old house was all transferred to the workshop.

At this time.The clean-up is at night in the water.

There was a lot of fruit on a table, and a censer incense was ignited.

Behind the piano case, after the mute on the incense, sit down and fuck the piano.

This happened because she dreamed of Jiang Minghui on the night she came back from Xia.

He came to Guo's house by boat, very happy, as if he had come to see her before.

When she woke up, she was a little worried.

Last time in court.In order to cover up Guo Qiao.She lied about the truth of Dreaming of Jiang Minghui being killed, deliberately leading people's thoughts to ghosts.She never lied about it, even through it.She told her family in a different way.Of course, the fight is another matter.But the lie was half-truth, because on the night Jiang Minghui died, she did dream about him.

That dream.Very unusual!

Coupled with this dream, she suspected that Jiang Minghui really could not linger around herself.

experienced through.She could no longer look at it with an atheistic eye.

She told her family about it and wanted to pay tribute to Jiang Minghui.

He was afraid and promised.

So that night, Guo's father and son prepared incense candle paper horses and other things to burn to Jiang Minghui.I hope he is soon to be reincarnated and not be hoarse.

It burned for two nights.They still have the same dream.

The more she doubted, she thought.Decided to sacrifice at night in front of the water.

In the past, Jiang Minghui came to Guo's house every time, he came ashore from here.

For the fruit, burned the incense paper is not external, and the dumb also moved out of the guqin.

It was already winter, the cold at night was soaked in bones, she was wearing a jacket, tied with a feathered cloak, sitting under the starry sky, facing the water of Xiaoshu's withered lot, popping up "the dashing cow star".

Mr. Kwok and Mr. Wu accompanied her.

She wanted them to go, and she wasn’t afraid.

But the old couple are not sure, always stay with you.

And the clean goes with them.

She has some sadness in her mind.After spending a few months in the city, the vicissitudes of the world once again broke the peace of her life.Even if she retired from her family with Jiang Minghui, she could not be indifferent to his death.The two worlds of perception are combined, and the sound of the piano flows out of her fingertips.

She played the same song over and over again.

Dispersion is the edge, in any case, the past can not be erased.

She sincerely hoped that if Jiang Minghui really had a soul, she could hear this song and understand it, she could see it open, she could put it down...

The clouds are clever, the flying stars are hated, and the silver man is passing through.

As soon as the golden wind and jade meet, it will win, and there are countless people.

The tenderness is like water, the good times are like dreams, and the papier-mover bridge returns to the road.

If the two are long-lasting, they will be in the twilight of the day.

On the other side of the gate, Han Xiyi listened to the harp, his eyes were confused, and he murmured.

He could hear her grief and wanted to be with her.

The summer meteors twin glittered, like a star in the night sky, staring at the depth of the unknown end of the locks, trying to see the man...

Xie Yuyue felt the emotion contained in the song, panicked, and searched four times.

In which corner is he hiding?

Although there is only a crescent in the sky, although the stars are full of unknown fields, the nearby water is still unobstructed, except for their big boat, there is no even a small awning boat.

Only she remembered the first time, and those people only listened to the piano.

When she saw this situation, she only felt that her heart trembled and was no longer difficult to calm down.

I don't know what she thought, she looked at Xia Mining and smiled and said, "Blow it up!"

The sound of the locks on the other side lasted for more than half an hour before it stopped.

Night frost heavy, Wu saw that the mute just kept playing, anxious, and did not dare to tell her not to play.Forbearance and forbearance, as if suffering for a long time, she went forward and advised: "Clear, let's not play."If you are there, you can’t bear to drink the cold wind outside.He hurts you the most. ... You're going to freeze, and he can't let go."

Guo Shouye also said, "That is, Minghui Nahua understands, everyone knows."

The last note was mute, and stopped, only to find that the finger was cold and somewhat stiff.If you don't play continuously, then let her play again, just afraid that it will be difficult to start again.

She looked at the dark water.

Wu took her cold hands and whispered, "Go back."

He nodded his head and said, “Okay.”

Before I left, I looked at the water again, as if there were a awning boat there, and the teenager stood on the bow and waved to her, shouting "Little sister!"I don’t know if it came or left.

Her eyes were soaked.

If the price of growth is to pay for life, she will stop it.

She had already forgiven him!

Guo Shouye shouted that Guo Da had come to move things, and Wu's went back with clear and dumb.

When the things were cleaned up, Wu came over again and prayed in a low voice to the water hands: "Minghui, Grandmother knows that you are a good baby, and I have been treated like your son since."That’s...the lady didn’t blame you anymore.Who would have thought that the thunderbolt would hurt you like that day!We are all sorry for you too.They are all dead, so go away with peace of mind, stop... read us dumb.I mean, you were born early, not hate you.”

She muttered, and waved on the water.

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