MTL - Don’t You Like Me-Chapter 77

Quiet in the basement for a moment, as if the time was stagnant, Ji Xuan first stared at Lin Feiran for a while, then the water-like eyes of the dead water slowly turned, and the sight fell on Gu Kaifeng. He glanced at them from head to toe in a word, then put a cold plaster face on his back and screwed his head back from the other side.

This neck can be said to be very flexible...

Seeing that the other party did not mean the attack, Lin Feiran was a little disappointed. He put down the hand that had been licking the glutinous rice and prepared to throw it. He said to Gu Kai: "He doesn't seem to be harassing people."

Gu Kaifeng agreed: "He just stared at us for so long, it is estimated to recognize people."

Lin Feiran was full of anger and called out: "Ji Xuan? Can you understand me?"

Ji Xuan did not look back, and did not reply, but the strength of knocking on the keys was even greater, as if he was impatient to listen to Lin Feiran. Lin Feiran looked at the piano in front of Ji Xuan and found that Ji Xuan could actually shake the keys. If this scene falls in the eyes of ordinary people without yin and yang, isn’t it that the piano keys are moving, and it’s no wonder that the Ji’s Mansion will become One of the city's top ten haunted places is really not at all embarrassing.

Lin Feiran called a few more sounds. Ji Xuan still did not care about it. He only focused on it but repeatedly practiced the song. The big red back showed a stubborn breath.

The obsession of the young master of Ji Da, it will not be this song... Lin Feiran guessed, while taking Gu Kaifeng boldly approached Ji Jixuan and took a few steps, the probe went to see the score on the music stand.

It was a handwritten score, and for a long time, the paper looked damp and soft, and the fragile dark yellow on the edges gave a illusion of breaking. The five lyrics were written directly above the score. The pen word - the poem of Ji Xuan.

The pen word faded in the scouring of time.

"This is..." Lin Feiran snarled. "What did the pianist give him?"

"It's no wonder." Gu Kaifeng looked at the clumsy and clumsily clinging to the piano key, and said, "I don't think he is like a scum, is he forced to marry by his family?" ? Suicide?"

That’s too bad... Lin Feiran’s heart was sour, he studied the scores in front of Ji Xuan, and he felt quite good at it. So after careful consideration for a moment, he carefully told Ji Xuan: “I will play this song. I...play it for you?"

This sentence succeeded in poking the nerves of Ji Xuan. He turned his body and turned his head, and looked at Lin Feiran with a dead end. After a few seconds, Ji Xuan slowly spit out three words with a few words of command. : "Give me a bullet."

As soon as you hear it, you know that you will definitely be a very standard overbearing student!

Gu Kaifeng: "..."

If you forget it, don't care about the dead.

Lin Feiran said: "Where do you give me a place?"

Ji Xuan stiffly stood up from the bench and stood aside. As he got up, Lin Feiran saw his neck. Ji Xuan had a long and deep knife wound on his neck. The wound rolled over and revealed black corruption inside. The flesh and blood, it seems to be self-deprecating. Lin Feiran stunned in his heart and hurriedly lowered his eyes. Ji Xuan’s bench was full of sticky black blood, and regardless of Ji Xuan’s own blood contaminated with other items, it was truly unbelievable due to strong energy. . Lin Feiran sat awkwardly on the bench that Ji Xuan had sat on, and couldn't help but worry that he would get a little blood when he got up.

That is not very much like the **** blossom!

This song "Gives to Ji Xuan's Poetry" is not very difficult to play. Lin Feiran has been very successful for the first time. Although it is inevitable that there are also mistakes and reading pauses, it is simply more than a play of Ji Xuan. It is. Gu Kaifeng stood behind Lin Feiran with vigilance and stared at Ji Xuan, fearing that this song would irritate him suddenly. However, contrary to Gu Kaifeng’s concern, Ji Xuan is not only mad, but the whole ghost. The look of Lin has become a little softer with Lin Feiran's playing.

Lin Feiran played the song from start to finish, and when the score reached the last page, Lin Feiran saw the signature in the lower right corner - He Jingyun.

I want to come to the eighth achievement is the name of the male ghost attached to the piano.

The last note dissipated in the air. Lin Fei looked up and looked at Ji Xuan's look. Seeing that his face seemed to be somewhat alive, he was trying to ask questions. Ji Xuan was like a pause in the sound of the piano, slightly browing, majesty command. Lin Feiran said: "Continue."

Gu Kaifeng stared at Ji Xuan coldly.

The voice of Ji Xuan is rough and hoarse, it is very ugly, but after all, the throat is cut open, fearing that there is some air leakage, so it is understandable. Lin Feiran responded well and turned the score back to the first page and re-bounced. Because I’m already familiar with it, Lin Feiran’s play has been smoother, the mistakes and pauses have been reduced, and Ji Xuan’s terrible look has slowly changed in the moonlight-like and mysterious melody, the hollow The black mane reflects a young man sitting on the bench with his back straight and his light shining...

- My name is He Jingyun, your piano tutor, you can call me Teacher He.

He was sitting on the floor and playing in front of the maid. It seemed that he was the first day to know Ji Xuan.

- You are three years younger than me, little teacher.

Ji Xuan's lips and corners screamed, and when no one looked over, he sneaked into the most sensitive earlobe.

- Make a first song for you, let this go, and you will be able to play it if you practice for another ten or eight years.

He shook his hand in a thin sheet of music, and if he had nothing to do with the piano, he turned and walked away, as if composing was just a matter of hand, not worth mentioning.

- Where do you want to run? Play it for me now.

Ji Xuan sighed and laughed at his sleeves, and stepped forward to make the ear red as if the person who dripped blood slammed into his arms.

--what are you going to do?

He sat on the piano stool, his face was sober, and he was forced to extend a hand to Chao Jixuan.

- Put on this, you are the youngest person in this life... I will not ask if you are willing or not, you must be willing anyway.

Ji Xuan turned a ring out of his fingers like a trick, fearing that the man ran like it, hurriedly pressed his hand and put the ring on his ring finger.

- If I don't want to?

His eyes are bright like stars, and the happiness that can't be concealed overflows from the bottom of his eyes.

- The young master will cry for you, make trouble for you, and hang it for you.

Ji Xuan pretended to be fierce and said, raising his hand to wipe the red-eyed eyes of the man...

After the second time, Lin Feiran did not stop, directly turned back to the first page, and bounced for the third time...

The fourth time...

The fifth time...

Many memories before life, sweet, sorrowful, heart-moving, desperate... In the familiar and strange melody, they have turned into a big snow, tumbling, overwhelming, clean and white, and gentle in the red Wrapped in it and dispersed into his heart.

I don't know how many times I played it, until Gu Kaifeng's fingers were on my shoulders, and Lin Feiran recovered from the melody of the music.

Following Gu Kaifeng's line of sight, Lin Feiran looked up at Chaoji Xuan.

The two ancient well-like eyes overflowed with the bright tears. Ji Xuan squatted beside the piano, slamming his face with both hands, but the tears were more and more rubbed, no matter what. Also can't wipe it...

The author has something to say: QAQ...

Shun said, the code has been listening to "Yiyi" since this time...

I especially like the phrase "Buddha said that the five sins of six poisons are sputum, and that the cause and effect are all karma"... QAQ