v2 Chapter 572： Acacia (1/2)
Ouyang Ye originally wanted to ask something, but Gu Qingfeng was debugging the erhu there, and the erhu sound was intermittent, and she was distraught while listening, and said, ”Hey, I said you wouldn't pull the erhu, don't you?” I do n’t know if your intermittent erhu strings are harsh and hard to hear! ”
”Sister, what's the matter, who told you we won't pull erhu.”
”Then you have a complete song to listen to!”
”Well, idle is also idle. If you want to listen to a piece of music, let's play it for you.”
”What other songs do you want to listen to, just like you do.”
”Of course.” Gu Qingfeng drank with a spout and laughed: ”There are no tunes we wouldn't pull in this world.”
The words fell, Ouyang Ye suddenly looked suddenly, and Gu Qingfeng said inadvertently that she could not help thinking of someone.
A man who died three years ago.
Three years ago, Taixuantai.
That person once boasted about Haikou in front of all the Tianjiao in the Quartet. It was also said that there would be no tunes he would not play in the world. At first, no one believed it, and then that person just used a very ordinary Guqin to let everyone know what it is The world's unparalleled musical accomplishments.
That man said that three years ago.
Today, three years later, this guy said the same thing.
Ouyang Ye was very strange inside, she didn't understand why the guy in front of her always reminded her of the person three years ago.
When she first met this guy outside the first cave house, she seemed to think of that guy three years ago.
When I met this guy again in the second Dongfu, Ouyang couldn't help thinking of that person three years ago.
Now it is the same.
Does he miss that person three years ago, or does this guy really look like that person?
It should be the latter.
It should be that this guy is too much like that guy three years ago.
The same white clothes, the same Jin Danxiu.
The same freedom, the same free and easy, the same does not matter.
It really looks a lot like ...
Looking at the handsome white man in front of him, Ouyang Yeyanjian really thought that this guy in front of him was the one whom she couldn't forget three years ago.
Of course.
It's just alas.
Looking back, looking at the handsome face of this guy in front of him, Ouyang Ye shook his head in a loss.
”what happened?”
”No ... no, just suddenly remembered someone.”
”A friend.” Ouyang Ye shook his head slightly, seemingly negating something, whispered: ”No, we are not friends. As for what, I don't know.”
”Not a friend of a friend?” Gu Qingfeng casually asked, ”Why do you think of him?”
”You look like him ...”