Broken Wings

Chapter 11 Yiqin

Su Zi is strange and stubborn. Although he is in dire straits now, he has a stubbornness that does not accept his fate. At the beginning, Pei Qingming was afraid that he would commit suicide, so he used death to punish him every day. Now Duo said that unless He's dead, otherwise he wouldn't let him go, but Su Zimo cheered up. He is not even afraid of death, so is he still afraid of living?

A clump of winter jasmine blooming in the corner of Lanyuexuan is extraordinarily brilliant. The delicate yellow flowers are swaying gracefully in the warm wind against a few strange rocks.A crabapple flower blooms like haze, and the ground is scattered red.

Su Zimo leaned against the door of Lanyuexuan, raised his head slightly, looked at You Yun who was alienated in the sky, and silently lost his mind.

Duomo saw that he was watching very closely, and he was not allowed to take half a step out of Lanyuexuan. The only place he could move around was the narrow and square world of Lanyuexuan. Even the clear sky also carries a trace of restraint.

Xiao Wenlin was like a passer-by, if he really passed away, he would never come back. Sometimes he himself doubted whether there was a shadow of Xiao Wenlin and Pei Qingming in his life.

Su Zimo had been waiting for Xiao Wenlin to rescue him. After waiting for these days, he almost lost his confidence, and only hoped that what he was looking forward to was not a dream.

Su Zimo sighed silently, feeling very confused. He didn't know how to break free from Duo's shackles. He thought that he had never done any physical work since he was a child. When Meng Fen asked him to practice martial arts with him, he felt tired. If he refused to learn, he fell into such an unbearable situation today, and felt very regretful in his heart. If he was willing to learn a half-movement at that time, he would not be slaughtered at will. Unfortunately, he never nodded his head until Meng Fen left. What Xiao Wenlin taught him is just for fun, if he really fights with others, he will only be slaughtered.

If he could learn a good martial art, how great it would be, then how could this little Lan Yuexuan catch his eyes.

Su Zimo sighed helplessly, what's the use of thinking about it now, it's all just his own delusion.

Suddenly there was a sound of piano outside the courtyard, clear and winding, like the melodious singing of warblers, clanging like flowing water.

Su Zimo's eyes suddenly became colored, and he looked up at the direction where the sound of the piano lingered, staring silently.

If he had a flute in his hand, he would be able to play this clear qin music. A smile appeared on Su Zimo's lips unconsciously, and he beat the time with the clear qin sound.

Duo Zhi stood outside the courtyard gate, lost in thought.He looked at the vaguely warm smile on Su Zimo's lips, and his heart was suddenly disturbed.

Su Zimo had never smiled before, and Duo Mo had never seen him smile before, so it was so calm and calm, so it was naturally confusing.Feeling touched by something in his heart, Duo Bing supported the courtyard door, silently looked at Su Zimo, and after a long time, he turned and left.

Su Zimo was immersed in the lingering sound of the piano, looking at the sky as clear as jasper, but suddenly thought of Pei Qingming.

Su Zimo suddenly stopped laughing, and his face turned pale.

Pei Qingming had also been kind to him before, probably because Pei Qingming really fell in love with him, but a mighty and awe-inspiring general always tried to please him.

Su Zimo was proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so Pei Qingming spent time and asked connections to find some calligraphy and painting for him everywhere, and even specially found a Guqin for him to give him for his entertainment.

Su Zimo still remembered that day, it was such a sunny day like today, the sky was as clear as a clear pool of white water, vast and boundless.

He leaned on the door frame and looked at the sky, counting the clouds and birds.Suddenly Pei Qingming yelled, "Zimo!"

Su Zimo turned his head to look at the courtyard door, and after a while, he saw Pei Qingming rushing in with a guqin in his arms, and ran up to him mysteriously as if selling a treasure, "Zimo, look, What did I bring you?"

Su Zimo glanced into his arms coldly, and said very coldly, "It's just a broken piano."

Pei Qingming was not angry, but said with a playful smile, "Zimo lied." He retorted with a smile, "It's obviously a good piano, and I asked Wenxuan to find it for me."

Pei Qingming said, "Isn't Zimo proficient in rhythm? It's a good way to pass the time when you're bored on weekdays."

Su Zimo sneered silently, still looking away and ignoring him.

Seeing that Su Zimo was so boring, Pei Qingming was a little disappointed, and put the qin on the ground, "Since Zimo doesn't like it, what's the use of keeping it?" He raised his foot to step on the qin on the ground.

Su Zimo kicked Pei Qingming's foot away subconsciously, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's a violin, even though it's a broken violin, it shouldn't ruin the hard work of the person who made it in the first place." Elsewhere, "stay"

Su Zimo lied. In fact, he could tell at a glance that this guqin was really a good one. When Pei Qingming lifted the guqin to the ground and accidentally touched the strings to produce a few tones, he was moved. Rhythm, I love guqin more, how can I watch a good piano ruined before my eyes.

Pei Qingming grinned, "How about Zimo playing a piece?" But seeing Su Zimo withdrawing and walking into the room, Pei Qingming sighed and said to himself, "Zimo won't show her face, so I'll make a fool of myself." "Said squatting next to the piano, stretching out ten thick fingers randomly on the surface of the piano, the chaotic sound of the piano is really unbearable.

How could Pei Qingming's rough sword-holding hands handle this ancient violin? Su Zimo couldn't bear it anymore and ran out, kicking Pei Qingming on the waist, "Stop playing, it's so ugly."

Pei Qingming raised his head suddenly, and looked into his eyes with a calm expression, "Zimo wants to play?"

Su Zimo snorted coldly, turned his head and left.There was another messy piano sound behind him, Su Zimo sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to come out again.

Su Zimo looked at Pei Qingming, who was five-year-old and three-year-old, squatting on the ground and plucking the strings with a serious face, probably because he himself felt that the sound of the piano was unpleasant, and his brows were tightly frowned all the time, showing a very patient look.

Pei Qingming suddenly saw Su Zimo, stopped his fingers, looked up at him very seriously, "Is Zimo in the mood to play?"

"Yes." Su Zimo gritted his teeth, kicked Pei Qingming, and ordered, "Go to the room and move a small table."

Although there is no decoration of flowers in this courtyard, the greenery alone makes people feel relaxed and happy. Accompanied by the warm breeze, playing a sultry piano is also a special flavor.

Pei Qingming arranged everything quickly with his hands and feet, and just stood aside to watch Su Zimo tune the piano.

Su Zimo caressed the strings of the qin, a little fond of it. How could such a good qin be in his hands? He used to always look forward to getting a good qin to cultivate his sentiments, but now he really got it, but it was gone. That quiet elegance.

Things are different, he is no longer the Su Zimo of the day.

Su Zimo's slender fingers covered the surface of the piano, thought for a moment, and as he moved his fingers, the sound of the piano rose straight to the sky.

The sound of the piano is murmuring, sometimes like a clear stream in the mountains, gentle and quiet, sometimes like birds chirping, clear and bright around the sky and cloud mountains, sometimes like an abandoned woman whispering, long and long, the ups and downs of the piano sound are like a person mourning Everything in life is like a vigorous love.

Pei Qingming stared obsessively at every expression on Su Zimo's face, watching Su Zimo's slightly frowned brows seemed to be filled with traces of melancholy, entangled and hurt Su Zimo's eyes.

At the end of the song, Su Zimo put the piano back and sighed. Seeing Pei Qingming still staring at him in a daze, Su Zimo's face suddenly turned cold, "Have you seen enough?"

Pei Qingming was pulled back from his thoughts by Su Zimo's sound, looked at Su Zimo with a slight smile, and said cheekily, "No."

Su Zimo sneered, "Look, look, I'm not afraid that one day I'll lose my eyes."

Pei Qingming had probably become accustomed to Su Zimo's cynicism, walked up to Su Zimo without changing his expression, and hugged him, "So what if he lost his eyes, it's my honor, Pei Qingming, to lose his eyeballs for Zimo."

Su Zimo grabbed Pei Qingming's arm, his face became colder, "let go"

It was rare for Pei Qingming to listen to him once, so he really let go, and just looked at Su Zimo for a long while, then sighed, "Zimo, why do you stab people like a hedgehog? It will hurt me very much. heart of"

Su Zimo sneered disapprovingly, "I wish I had thorns all over my body, preferably poisonous thorns. If I stab you to death, I will be free, right?"

"What a cruel heart." Pei Qingming sighed, "Su Zimo is embedded in my heart, but Nie Wanxi is embedded in Zimo's heart. I don't care who is in Zimo's heart, I just want Zimo to look at me. , I will be satisfied." Sighed sadly, "It's a pity that you, Zimo... are so unfeeling"

It was really heartless, until Pei Qingming died, Su Zimo never looked at him directly, never once, what Su Zimo can remember now is the sadness of that look when Pei Qingming talked to him that day.

Today, Pei Qingming has long since died without a place to bury him. But today, when he suddenly heard the sound of the piano, Su Zimo remembered the way Pei Qingming played the piano when he was teasing him. He really was... so cheap.

Su Zimo slapped himself angrily, only to feel that his mouth was bloody, and a strand of red thread hung from the corner of his mouth.Unconsciously, he closed his eyes tightly and tightened his hands inch by inch.

Outside the courtyard, the sound of the qin suddenly rose high, so loud that it pierced the sky, and then fell suddenly, as if the running water had returned to calm, the qin tunes changed with such a gap, but the strings never broke, which shows the superb skill.

"Zimo" Duo's deep voice slowly entered Su Zimo's ears.

Su Zimo looked sideways and saw Duo Mo in a silver robe brushing aside the branches of the lilac tree beside the gate of Lanyue Pavilion and slowly walking towards him, carrying a guqin in his arms.Although separated by the shadow of tree traces and flowers in the courtyard, Su Zimo still recognized at a glance that the guqin in Duo's bosom was the one that Pei Qingming gave him that day, named Shuqiu.

After being stunned for a while, Su Zimo slowly raised his head, wiped away the blood on his lips with a light finger, and only looked at Duopo quietly.

"What's wrong with your face?" Duo Yi glanced at Su Zimo's face, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, looked around, and let go of his hand, "I thought Zimo was just cruel to others, but I didn't expect to be so cruel to myself."

"Your Highness didn't come here to deliberately mock me, did you?" Su Zimo glanced at Duo Po expressionlessly, "I don't know what fun game Your Highness has prepared for me today?" He raised his head and stared into Duo Po's eyes, " For the prince to play with"

"If you want to play games, there are opportunities. If Zimo doesn't mind, we can play every day." Duo looked directly at Su Zimo's provocative eyes, adding a bit of cunning, "I'm afraid I can afford it, but you can't afford it, Zimo." "

Su Zimo trembled involuntarily, and there was a cold sweat on his back. He probably forgot Duo's method again. Dealing with him was as easy as crushing an ant.

This period of torment not only opened Su Zimo's eyes, but also finally understood what Pei Qingming said to him that day. According to Dian Duo's intention, he would feel better, but he always lost his temper involuntarily. Come on, this is also helpless, Su Zimo also knows that he has a bad temper, obedience to these kind words has nothing to do with him at all, seeing that Duo is about to get angry again, Su Zimo just fell silent.

Duo looked at Su Zimo, who knew how to restrain his sharpness, and a sneer flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand to caress his cheek, and smiled softly, "People who can't learn to be good will not live long, Zimo, You have to understand that the reason why you are still alive is because I allow you to live, otherwise, you are already a dead person"

Duo Ping squeezed Su Zimo's arm and dragged him into the room, "I heard that Zimo plays the piano well, I'll listen to a song."

Su Zimo lowered his eyes and responded, he just accepted his fate and took the qin held in mid-air by Duo Bing, and walked slowly to the table with Shuqiu in his arms, put down the qin, and tuned the qin carelessly.

Duo looked at his absent-minded look, held the teacup in his hand, took a sip, half-closed his eyes, and said calmly, "I know that Zimo likes the piano, and I also know that Qingming once gave you a piano." He paused slightly , quietly continued, "I'm afraid Zimo doesn't know that this Shuqiu was originally in my collection."

Su Zimo was startled, looked up at Duo Mo in astonishment, but saw Duo Mo looked at him slightly, with a slight smile in his eyes, and said slowly, "Qing Ming Tong Wen Xuan is very good, Wen Xuan Tong should be a senior brother, Although Qingming is a great general, he has a very thin skin. He knew that there was a good piano hidden in my house, but he was too embarrassed to ask me for it, so he entrusted Wen Xuan to ask me. I begged for something, so I gave him the Guqin." Duomo raised his eyes to show Shuqiu in front of Su Zimo, "This is Shuqiu."