She found that she hasn’t changed, and she is still so narcissistic and arrogant that even Xiao Wen can’t be her fetter, which feels really good …
Xiao asked simply to make a pass, and then he went to the town of the underworld, wandering aimlessly alone.
He used to stare at the old man who set up a food stall on the street for a long time, watching the old man shouting, watching the old man deal with the guests with a rigid smile, and watching the old man walking in the long street with his bent back and long shadow in the evening …
He happened to catch up with the wedding of a young man and woman in a village, and the hospitable host unexpectedly dragged him into the banquet. In the evening, a group of people gathered together to sing and dance, and he was dragged into the crowd by the bride’s sister and danced clumsily for a while. The most incredible thing is that a woman in the underworld doesn’t have to hide in the house all the time on the night of her wedding, but she will make a generous toast to the visiting male guests. Xiao Wen also drank a big bowl with the beautiful and sexy bride …
He used to watch a dozen kids taking a bath by the river. Those kids were yelling in the water and had a water fight. A little guy was bullied repeatedly, and finally he cried and went ashore alone …
He walked along an avenue day and night. Day after day, he saw all kinds of people and passed through towns and villages …
He doesn’t know how long he has been out. These days, he has never seen Purple Yan. Only 90 thousand will come out to accompany him after practice, but 90 thousand girls can’t help him in this matter.
Until Xiao Wen came to an underground city, there was finally no road ahead.
He wandered around the underground city again, neither deliberately blending in, nor forcing himself to continue thinking about it.
After two days in the city, he once again passed a luxurious attic. When he looked at it in a blink of an eye, he could see the words "breeze listening to the heart" in front of the attic.
This is a Jialefang. The last time he walked outside the heart of this cool breeze, he heard the sound of silk and bamboo coming from inside, which was very cleansing. However, the last time he didn’t stop, because the music didn’t move him, and he couldn’t wake him up from his own state …
This time, Xiao Wen still kept pace, slowly approached the door of the cool wind leaf, and then walked past the door …
However, there was a wonderful song that got into his ears early, and when he walked from the left side to the right side of the door of the breeze, it finally got into his heart.
When he walked farther and farther, although he didn’t wake up, he couldn’t walk any further. Because the music was so beautiful, his body instinctively refused to hear it …
Xiao Wen stopped, didn’t turn around, just stood outside the cool breeze, until the song was finished.
Ps: This chapter was written slowly, but it was a little sad. Xiao Wen is faced with the biggest choice in life, and I see myself from him. On the road of net writing, I have always been faced with a choice from writing to myself at the beginning, playing with it, making money by writing unexpectedly, and finally taking code words as my career. That’s exactly what kind of words I want to write. One side is ideal, and the other is reality. I have wavered, even all the time. When Xiao asked to make his choice, could I make mine? (To be continued. . )
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Chapter five hundred and sixty-two Sublimation
A new tune sounded in the heart of the cool breeze, but Xiao Wen couldn’t find the feeling before. So he stepped forward again and returned to the inn he had set.
The inn and restaurant are integrated. Xiao Wen directly ordered dining tables, sent Xiao Er to his room, and called 90,000 out to eat and drink together.
When eating, 90 thousand couldn’t help saying, "Brother, haven’t you decided yet?"
"Anyway, it’s almost time to be promoted. Think more."
"Well, this is related to our future." Ninety thousand said with a smile.
Xiao asked with a smile on his face, and offered to pick up food and pour wine for ninety thousand people.
90,000 people were flattered. After drinking the glass, they smiled and said, "The treatment is good."
At ordinary times, Xiao Wen really seldom serves 90,000 people, because at the dinner table, his speed can never match his own speed of 90,000 people …
"It’s so used to it, but it’s rare to think that I still bear your responsibility. Hey, I’ve made up for it in advance now. If you make a wrong choice, don’t settle accounts with me. " Xiao asked solemnly tunnel.
"Nothing, this girl doesn’t care about that much, as long as she can eat and drink well, and then see you happy." 90 thousand doesn’t matter, tunnel
Xiao asked and nodded, "Hmm."
However, in the evening, when Xiao asked to lie quietly in bed and recall what 90 thousand said, he still couldn’t help feeling distressed.
A woman’s marriage is a lifelong commitment, but isn’t 90 thousand a lifelong commitment to him? However, my own sister really interpreted "contentment and pure mind" to the extreme. There are almost no requirements for him …
Although he is used to it for a long time, he still feels guilty whenever he thinks about it. 90,000 people are talented and beautiful. The realm is high. If you put it in the demon world, she is Nan Yunqing and Zi Yan in the demon world, and she has a good temper without desire and desire …
How can he make such an excellent 90 thousand follow him all the time and take his life as his life …
Perhaps, this is the most fundamental difference between fairy beasts and people?
People are particularly strong. Fairy beasts only need to satisfy their instincts and don’t think too much.
In this way, fighting with fairy beasts is indeed much simpler than dealing with people.
But … After all, he can’t stop thinking about 90,000 just because he doesn’t ask for it. The way he is promoted is really related to the future of 90,000, so he must be careful.
The next day, at the same time. A little bit early. Xiao asked again to the door of the cool breeze.
Waiting outside the door for a while, in his expectation, the piano music that completely caught him yesterday rang slowly again …
It’s just a simple piano music, the tune is soothing and very beautiful, and there is a hint of pleasure in the music. It is supposed that this kind of music will make people more relaxed and happy when they listen to it, but the longer they listen. A faint sadness will quietly penetrate into people’s hearts.
Xiao Wen unconsciously thought of his happy childhood, but. No matter how happy you are, those days are gone forever.
A song will finally, Xiao Wen finally understood the true meaning of this song, which is a happy song to remember the past, and will certainly make people happy and sad …
Awesome!
I can express my feelings and moods so truly through a piano piece.
At the end of the song, Xiao Wen also came to his senses. The whole person was far from calm, but he was in a wonderful state.
On the third day, he came to Qingfeng Lingxin more in advance, and simply went in.
From this day on, a guest will appear in the lobby where the breeze listens to the heart every evening. Sometimes he comes very early, and sometimes he just sits for a while and then leaves, but whenever he does, he will definitely listen to the song, Alan Thrushcross, which has been reserved for the last twenty years. Moreover, whenever he hears Alan thrush, he will become quiet and even bend over the table just to concentrate on the music.
Gradually, all the staff of Qingfeng Lingxin knew such a guest, and the evaluation of Alan Thrushcross in Qingfeng Lingxin was higher, and all of them thought that it was worthy of being the reserved repertoire of our workshop.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the guest is just an ordinary person, but in the eyes of discerning people, the guest has a good appearance and is restrained. He is definitely a person with status and strength.
So although the guest has been here for several months, the cool breeze listener has never bothered him. What makes the people who listen to the breeze breathe a sigh of relief is that every time they come, the guests just sit there and listen to the music quietly, and never express their desire to meet everyone.
Everyone is the creator and performer of the song Alan Thrushcross, and one of the five bosses who listen to the breeze. In those days, she and four other musicians were able to set up this music workshop in this underground city, the main purpose of which was to exchange melodies for musicians, and then they opened the door to accept some guests who also like rhythm, not for making money at all …
Every afternoon or evening, everyone sits alone behind the gauze curtain in the lobby of Qingfeng Lingxin, showing only a vague figure …
In the lobby, the guest didn’t look at the gauze curtain, just waiting for the piano to sound up and his mind quickly entered the song …
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