She is wearing a moon-white embroidered long dress with a thin cyan gauze outside. Three thousand blue silk hairs are tied up with a carved wooden hairpin. A white gauze gently covers her face, her skin is as smooth as snow, her eyebrows are unpainted and natural, and her eyes are light, like a fairy observing the world of mortals.
The fingertips flicked, and it was soft and graceful, like a trickling whimper, like the whistling spring breeze in the forest. The originally beautiful painting now seemed to have a sentimental charm.
Those who were still playing around in the Yule Tower, whether they were men or women, stopped their original movements, passed by the enchanting dancers who were twisting their bodies, and looked at the mysterious woman sitting in the middle.
Sadness, where does it come from? Qian Qian doesn't know, she only knows that at this moment, there is a deep sadness deep in her heart, like petals about to wither, quietly looking at the thing she wants to miss.
What should I miss? Even she herself doesn't know it clearly. Since she doesn't know it clearly, she should turn all this into notes on her fingertips and beat in the hearts of those present.
Chu Yihan looked at the white shadow in Taichung without blinking, fearing that she would leave the next moment and never come back.
Opening her red lips lightly, Qian Qian murmured and sang softly:
"The leaves have withered and withered, and after a few nights the fallen flowers are still chasing after them.
My thoughts are only half broken
The night light is half swaying and wandering around
Drunk in the water shadow
"The tears are innocent and I sing farewell. The tired night is about to fade away."
Hua Liandie almost has no regrets
Whose heart can be washed away by lies
Make someone cry
"Holding a butterfly cup empty in my hand, the shadow in the turbid wine has faded."
Half of the red wax I lit for her has gone out
Talking about being sober but being drunk and haggard for whom
The dream of solo career cannot be torn apart
"The tears are innocent and I sing farewell. The tired night is about to fade away."
Hua Liandie almost has no regrets
Whose heart can be washed away by lies
Make someone cry
"Holding a butterfly cup empty in my hand, the shadow in the turbid wine has faded."
Half of the red wax I lit for her has gone out
Talking about being sober but being drunk and haggard for whom
The dream of solo career cannot be torn apart
"Holding the butterfly cup empty in my hand, I am so drunk that I still forget to return.
Shen Lin lies in the water and jumps
Things and wishes behind the sunset
You should always believe that dreams are as beautiful as flying together
"Dreams are as beautiful as dreams"
The faint playing and singing shocked everyone present. Such singing, such rhythm, such sadness, such beauty, such... loneliness.
It was as if this song was specially prepared for her. She sang it so naturally and smoothly, but the deep sadness and frustration were incomprehensible.
Because, that song is sung to women.
In a secluded corner of the field, a thousand-year-old face looked at the white figure quietly. His face was a little distorted due to pain. He sighed quietly, and slowly closed his eyes. It seemed that he was floating in front of his eyes. That white figure fell gently like snowflakes, she was so weak.
After the song ended, Qian Qian passed away quietly. No one knew how she left, because everyone present was immersed in the faint sadness just now, as if they were hurting for her, and as if they were hurting for him. Injury, what a beautiful love, however, it can never escape the failure. It is sad and lamentable, life is like this, there is helplessness hidden everywhere.
I don't know how long it took before Chu Yihan woke up from his immersion. It turned out that she could be so beautiful. Her figure, the beating notes on her fingertips, her beautiful voice, and her deep sadness. For a moment, he was completely immersed in it. He didn't want her to leave, as if he would keep her firmly by his side forever, not allowing anyone to see her beauty, because everything about her belonged to him.
He was wearing a light blue outer shirt, and inside the light blue outer shirt was a lavender armor. On the middle finger of his left hand, he wore a ring engraved with a coiled dragon. He stared blankly at the white figure. , he began to regret, regretting that he let go so easily.
In his consciousness, women are just tools, but at this moment, he began to realize that women have other functions, functions that he has not yet realized. A thought flashed through his mind, and Huanyin Feng suddenly wanted to understand her. , understand her life, whether it is the past, the present, or the future.
Beside a window of Yule Building, a white shadow stood quietly. He came following the singing. When he came, he was as light as a feather. That beautiful shadow was indeed that beautiful shadow. It turned out that she Here, he seemed to have discovered a new world, with the corners of his lips slightly curved into a beautiful arc.
But why is she sad? The deep sadness in those eyes is like a world frozen for thousands of years. No warmth can break it. Maybe, he can break it. Such deep sadness is really like it. Thinking of her, Wen Yuxiu sighed softly. No matter how similar she was, this woman could not enter his heart, because there was no place in his heart anymore, and his heart only belonged to her.
Feeling that kind of pain again, Qianqian sighed slightly in her heart. Maybe this would be her inner demon, but why did she feel pain? It was just a piece of music. How could it hurt so much? Qianqian took a deep breath and finally calmed down. She stood outside the window and looked up at the night sky. Tomorrow was the trip to the maze.
Thinking of that unknown world, Qianqian is both scared and excited. Although she sometimes plays maze games often, those games are all games of vision and intelligence. But tomorrow she will really enter the maze, and it will be a real person. Game, there will inevitably be killing in it. She is really used to killing, but she must learn it in the future, because if you don't kill him, he will kill you. Qianqian has not reached Penglai Island yet, so this time At this moment she didn't want to die.
What's more, what Qian Qian doesn't know now is that from the moment her reincarnation seed is activated, she is already immortal, but unfortunately she doesn't know, so she has to worry about her life all the time.
"What are you thinking about?" A sudden voice sounded, but Qian Qian was not startled. "Did you go to Yule Tower today?" Under the black robe, Mr. Mo frowned. Could it be that she thought of that piece of music again
"Yes, I want to know who that person is? But maybe I'm worrying too much." Qian Qian sighed and did not turn around.
"But she may have gotten into trouble." Mr. Mo was a little helpless. At this time, she actually went to the Music Tower and sang that song. It seemed that it was impossible not to be stared at, but it was okay. Yes, I am going to the maze tomorrow. All this is not important anymore. I hope nothing will happen tonight.
"Getting into trouble?" Qian Qianyi was startled and turned to look at him? Immediately, the confused and confused eyes turned into confusion, and then into helplessness, "It doesn't matter, but that's fine. If there is someone, he should appear soon." If he is really looking for her, then that person should be there soon. She showed up, but she didn't understand why that person wanted to find her instead of another woman