Chatper 529 (2/2)

At this moment, Chu Yan only felt the incomparable pain in his heart, the pain he had never felt before, and his voice trembled.

"I've never met you before. It's the first time I saw you in front of the Spiritual Mountains, and it's not what you call Senior Sister Hua. You've got the wrong person!"

Hua Xianrui's heart was contradictory, and she said it truthfully, but for some reason, when she said this, there was an inexplicable sadness in her heart.

"I admit the wrong person? We have been in love since childhood, but the fate is twists and turns, you died because of me, how can I admit the wrong person, you are Senior Sister Hua, my Senior Sister Hua!"

Chu Yan grabbed Hua Xianrui's hand, and at this moment, he didn't want to let go, and suddenly found a bloodstain on his fingertips, which must have been injured by the broken string before, and said softly: "Senior Sister Hua, why are you still so careless? !"

"You, how can you, not be so rude..."

"Well, Senior Sister Hua, in the past you were injured when you played the piano. I did this all the time. Have you forgotten?"

In Hua Xianrui's extremely flustered voice, Chu Yan put the blood-stained slender jade finger into his mouth and sucked gently, with a childlike innocent smile on his face, and his mouth was slurred.

"in the past?"

Hua Xianrui looked at the young man who was 'cleaning' his wound in front of him, with that innocent smile on his face, he couldn't help but look in a trance...

A picture came to mind without a hint of abruptness:

In the courtyard, a flower girl was playing the piano earnestly, the sound of the piano was soft and gentle, and the joy was mixed with a strong love.

Under the girl's plucking, a pretty face couldn't help but turn red, so moving in the early morning sun.

A young man who looked a few years younger than the girl was standing behind the tree for a long time, looking at the girl with admiration in his eyes.

"Snapped!"

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the girl let out a soft cry, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and one string was broken!

"Senior Sister Hua, what's wrong with you, Senior Sister Hua!"

The boy ran out from behind the tree and said to the girl with a worried look.

"Master, the strings are broken!"

The girl's eyes were shining brightly. This was the violin that her mother had just given her. It was broken like this, which made her feel really distressed.

"Hey, Senior Sister Hua, if it's broken, let my mother call the craftsman to fix it. Why is it so sentimental, and Senior Sister Hua, don't call me Young Master in the future, just call me Junior Brother Chu!"

The young man smiled, and then the smile turned into a trace of worry: "This... Senior Sister, what's wrong with your hand?"

"No, nothing!"

The girl hurriedly threw her hands behind her.

"It's nothing, let me see!"

"It's really nothing, Junior Brother doesn't have to be like this..."

Seeing the anxious look on the boy's face, the girl said nothing at the same time her heart was full of sweetness.

"Such a big hole, and so much blood, and said nothing? How can you say..."

The young man held the girl's hand and said with a distressed expression.

"Small injury, it's fine... Young master, what are you doing, don't..."

In the girl's shy eyes, the boy put the injured finger into his mouth and sucked gently!

"Uh, Hua...Senior sister, what's your name...what, uh, mother...I said, this is the fastest way to bleed, uh, every time my hand...points to my injured mother uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu it helps me stop the bleeding. Yes, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu still also called... my junior brother Chu!"

The young man's face flashed with an innocent smile, his hands were slightly forced, and the girl couldn't help but break free, her mouth was vague, with a bit of domineering.

"Then... that's fine!"

The girl's pretty face blushed, she nodded and didn't dare to look up!

Suddenly he raised his head slightly, and said with a bit of tenderness in his voice: "Young... Junior Brother Chu, what is the name of this song you wrote for me?"

"Okay!"

The boy spat out the girl's finger, and the blood didn't flow anymore. He chuckled lightly, "Junior brother, I spent hundreds of days and nights writing this song after I forgot to eat and sleep!"

The girl chuckled: "Don't be poor, tell me, what's it called?"

"Hehe, it's called "Feng Qiuhuang"!"

The handsome face of the young man raised a happy smile in the golden sunlight!

"Phoen... beg... phoenix..."

The girl muttered to herself, and her face suddenly turned red, red to the root of her neck...

...

memory flow...

"Feng, Feng Qiuhuang, Young Master, you are Young Master..."

Two lines of clear tears poured down from the cream-like face along the Huaxian core...

"Sister!"