If life could be repeated

He took a few more steps, and as he stepped up the steps, his steps stopped suddenly, for he heard a staccato melody coming from the shade of the garden.

It was the sound of the lute, which was soothing and melodious at first, and gradually lowered all the way, becoming more and more sad, vaguely revealing a kind of sorrow that seemed to have existed since ancient times and had always lingered.

Invisibly, he seemed to feel a kind of resonance with the tune, a kind of déjà vu with this tune, as if he had heard it many years ago, so familiar, so sound still in his ears.

He took a few more steps forward, trying to see what was going on.

The

moonlight is outstanding, quiet and deep, the whole snow garden is immersed in the water-like moonlight, and you can vaguely see that under the garden corridor, there is a person sitting in the gazebo, holding the pipa with his back to him, but the whole body is dark, as if it is integrated with the night.

The slow music floated from there, blowing intermittently, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low-pitched, entangled in between, like the anxiety and imitation in the heart of the performer.

He stood silently, listening to the music fluttering in his ears.

It should have been a lingering and tactful tune, but at this moment, it sounded intermittently low, and it was more and more full of sadness.

The smile on Shao Yixuan's face faded, and an inexplicable look appeared in his eyes.

He never thought that his Snow Flawless Snow Boss would have such a sad time, such a time when he was so preoccupied.

What is she hurting about? What is she worried about?

He didn't know, he knew what he hurt what he hurt, what he annoyed her.

The sound of the pipa echoes in a low voice, like the babbling spring water of thin ice, listening to the ears, seducting people's sympathy.

After a series of gentle notes, the music suddenly stopped.

"Have you been back for a long time?" Lu Ajiu turned around and smiled, as if the low and mournful pipa sound just now was gone.

"Not long after, I listened to you play the pipa for a while. It sounds good, but you seem to have something on your mind-" Shao Yixuan stepped forward and gently grabbed one of the beauty's plain hands.

"It's not, it's just that what you feel is what you feel and what you like. Lu Ajiu turned to the side, leaned on his shoulder, and said softly.

"Oh. Can you tell me about it?".

"Well, it's just some of the past events that I have experienced, which entered my dream yesterday and made me feel a little nostalgic for ......."

"That's ......

."

"It's all people and things from past lives, and it feels like it's been a long time, and it feels like it's happened recently...... Some people, I can't even remember their faces, some people, I don't know why, but I can still remember their names, the pain and pain they went through......" she said quietly.

He listened quietly.

She suddenly laughed again, stood up, and said, "Have you had dinner?" and I will call someone to ......

"No, I'm not hungry yet. He took her hand and pulled her into his arms, "I want to take a good look at you." He stared at him and kissed her deeply.

She didn't move, letting him kiss deeply.

After a kiss, she asked, "How long will you stay when you come back this time?"

"Two days. Will you come with me?" he asked.

"Can I go with you?".

"As a family member, you can. He laughed.

"Very well, sir, I will be willing. But not now. "

"Not now, when was that?" Shao Yixuan asked in surprise.

"Don't worry, you'll see me soon. Lu Ajiu blinked mysteriously and said.