Rebirth of Mu Zetianxia

Chapter 20

This is the first rain in autumn, wiping away the last trace of warmth remaining in summer. The icy rain, with a deep chill, blows the boy's hair.

The gray scarf fluttered slightly, his eyes like spots of paint were gently closed, his head tilted slightly, and he listened to the distant voice.

The deep and leisurely echo is Guqin, a strange tune, without sadness or joy, but it makes people calm down slowly.The boy's frozen fingers flicked lightly in the air, as if there were layers of ripples in the air from an invisible rhythm.

Temperament is what the fifth senior brother is best at, especially the guqin and flute. Every time the melody is played, even the mountain wind becomes softer, hovering around him nostalgicly.

Opening his eyes, the young man's eyes glistened with water, and deep in his eyes seemed to be the sadness that no one could touch. The sound of the guqin stopped abruptly, and Mu Ze's fingers were slowly closed, clenched into fists, The fingertips printed a piece of ice on the palm.

Walking forward following the voice in memory, passing through the grove of the school, walking out from the side door, a teahouse came into view, the rest sign at the door was not put away, and the intermittent sound of the piano came from the crack of the door. The fluency just now seemed to be a new piece of music.

But the piano player is very patient, playing the boring bar over and over again until the tune becomes smooth.Through the glass window, Mu Ze's sharp eyes saw the man sitting on the couch playing the piano in the teahouse, with a slightly thin figure, flexible fingers, and a gentle gaze looking at the strings.

Sun Yafan, that's the name, it turns out that he also has a teahouse next to Yuncheng University.After practicing a section, the man breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the teacup next to him and took a sip, his eyes turned around, and he saw the boy standing outside the window at a glance.

The water in the teacup shook violently, Sun Yafan picked up a white cloth on one side and wiped the water on his hands, calmed down, stood up, and opened the window.The cool wind blew into the house, Sun Yafan frowned slightly,

"It's so cold outside, come in."

Mu Ze smiled slightly, watching Sun Yafan open the door and walk into the teahouse.The room is very warm, with exquisite tea sets on the seats, normal tables and chairs, and soft couches on both sides. Sun Yafan's small couch is in the corner by the window, and this small space is separated by a bamboo curtain.Now that the roller blind has not been put down, it is tied with two delicate flower knots. There is an incense burner burning beside the guqin, and wisps of sandalwood are rising up. Smelling it makes me feel peaceful.

"How did you find this place?" Sun Yafan made a pot of hot tea for the boy, and when Mu Ze took the cup, Sun Yafan touched the boy's cold fingers, and couldn't help frowning slightly, "How long have you been outside? "

Holding the hot tea, Mu Ze showed a smile, "I just stood there for a while when I heard the sound of the piano."

"The sound of the piano?" Sun Yafan was slightly startled, and then said, "Your ears are really good, but I closed the windows and doors tightly, so you can hear it."

"Well, because it's the sound I like very much." Mu Ze looked down at the tea leaves swirling in the teacup, and said softly.

Sun Yafan looked at the indelible melancholy deep in the young man's eyes, flicked his fingers, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and concealed a smile, "I like Guqin very much, have you practiced it before?"

"No," Mu Ze shook his head, thinking of his senior brother's helpless appearance as a child who couldn't be taught, a trace of nostalgia and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, "I don't have that talent, but I have learned the flute for a while."

"Flute?" Sun Yafan thought for a while, stood up and took out a long box from under the piano case, opened it, and found a beautiful flute lying in it, which looked very new, but the membrane had been pasted on.Sun Yafan took out the flute and handed it to Mu Ze, "Do you like it? This is the Yuping flute someone gave me. It is made of the best water bamboo in the area. I am not good at playing the flute. Do you want to try it?"

Mu Ze's slender fingers lightly slid across the body of the flute, which is engraved with patterns of mountain birds, flowers and insects. The craftsmanship is exquisite, and it can be seen at a glance that it is the work of craftsmen.The air holes are round and the membrane is moderately thick. It is also a seven-hole flute, not much different from the flute in his original world.

Sun Yafan saw that the young man just watched but didn't start playing, so he couldn't help chuckling, "Don't be disgusted, this flute has never been played by anyone, it's just pasted with a membrane, you've already appreciated my sound, let me let it play." I'm so happy~"

Mu Ze hadn't played the flute for a long time, and was eager to try it. Hearing this, he smiled slightly, put the flute horizontally on his lips, closed his eyes slightly, and a long voice rang in his ears.High-pitched, vast, as if standing on a high mountain, looking at a forest and green sea, looking at the vast land, the human mind seems to be able to contain all the mountains and rivers, and all the troubles and sorrows are nothing in the vast world.The sound of the flute gradually became deeper, and the melodious sound seemed to float down the flowing water, passing through people's hearts with the rustling leaves and delicate petals.

Mu Ze enjoyed listening to the sound of his flute, a fire suddenly flashed in his mind, the sound of the flute suddenly became difficult, a piece of unresolved sadness and anger spread into his heart, the forest green sea was burned, and the vast land instantly Collapsed, and the originally beautiful and peaceful world turned into ruins.The sadness in his heart could not be suppressed and flowed out along the sound of the flute. The fallen leaves were crushed, the petals withered, and he lost everything he cared about.

The great loneliness and sadness surrounded him tightly, as if he was floating in the sky and the earth alone, with nothing to rely on, the despair of losing everything...

Sun Yafan stared at Mu Ze in a daze, the boy's half-closed eyes played a heartbreaking tune, as if his whole body was about to disappear into the air, the man tightly clutched the front of his chest, and suddenly reached out to grab Mu Ze's waist arm.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and there was silence in the room. Mu Ze suddenly came back to his senses, and apologetically grasped the palm of the man's left arm.Because of the unconscious addition of spiritual power, the sound of his flute will affect the emotions of the listeners. This kind of too strong emotion should be unbearable for ordinary people.Patting the man on the shoulder, sorting out his emotions without any trace, Mu Ze sighed softly, "Sorry, it sounds uncomfortable."

"No," Sun Yafan tightly held the young man's slender fingers, "it sounds good, really, it sounds good..." His heart has always been like stagnant water, and there is no slightest ripple, so he can not care about anyone's feelings Opinion, live your life in peace, will not accept any change.However, from the day he saw the boy, his heart has been shaken, and this song completely destroyed his persistence.

Mu Ze was unaware of the ups and downs of the man's mood. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth curled up in joy, "I haven't played the flute for a long time. I'm glad you like me."

"Flute!" Sun Yafan raised his fingertips, stroking Mu Ze's drawn finger nostalgicly, and said suddenly.

"what?"

"The flute for you!" Sun Yafan put the flute into a box and handed it to Mu Ze again.

Mu Ze shook his head, "It's very precious, I can't accept such a good flute."

Sun Yafan pushed the box into Mu Ze's arms, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, "In the future, you can play music for me, and that's considered a reward. Anyway, it's a pity that this jade screen flute is in my hands."

Mu Ze looked at the firm look in the man's eyes, and smiled helplessly, "Okay, then I'll accept it. If you want to listen to the music, I'll play it to you, but it's not considered a reward. How about it, how about I treat you to a meal?" Sample?"

Sun Yafan nodded, his mood calmed down slightly, and he also showed the same gentle smile as before.

"Ah, but you have to take care of the teahouse for a while." Mu Ze looked at the time. It was already 08:30 in the morning, and the teahouse should be open. After thinking about it, Mu Ze said, "Why don't we go out to eat at night?"

"That would be the best." Although Sun Yafan wanted to go out with the boy right now, it wouldn't take long to go out for dinner in the morning, and he could stay with the boy longer if they got together at night.

Mu Ze smiled slightly, "I'm not familiar with Yuncheng, you just pick a place, don't save me money, or I won't want your flute."

Sun Yafan laughed, "Then you come here to find me at five o'clock in the evening, and I'll wait for you to come."

Mu Ze nodded with a smile, Sun Yafan liked to see the smile of the young man, not the hopeless sadness when he played the flute just now.

"Then I'll leave first," Mu Ze stood up, and stopped for a moment when the sea of ​​knowledge fell on the man.

"What's wrong?" Sun Yafan asked suspiciously.

Muze shook his head while holding the box, "It's nothing, see you tonight."

Sun Yafan sent the boy out and saw his slender figure disappearing into the school gate before turning around and walking back to the room.

Mu Ze walked on the path of the grove and knocked on the box thoughtfully. Will there be people without attributes in this world?When he checked with the Sea of ​​Consciousness just now, he found that Sun Yafan didn't have any attributes, and he couldn't see any light at all.

It’s amazing, just like people with the fire attribute have a fiery personality, and people with the earth attribute have a strong and stable heart. Each attribute has a personality preference, so what about no attribute?Recalling the sound of the piano just now, Mu Ze stretched out his hand and brushed off the fallen leaves on the box. Perhaps it was because of this that Sun Yafan could play such a peaceful tune, with a calm state of mind, and would not be easily shaken by anything. That man is really Surprisingly suitable for guqin.

Before he walked out of the woods, the phone in his pocket vibrated, Mu Ze looked at the screen, it was Uncle Xuan,

"Hello, Uncle Xuan?"

"Xiao Ze, where are you now?" The voice over there seemed to be very hurried.

"At school, what's the matter?"

"It's okay," Qin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Yuncheng University has its own security team, which is safer, but thinking of the malicious voice, Qin Xuan said, "It's cold these days, don't go out casually. Stay at school, Songzi and I will go to Yuncheng to find you tomorrow."

"Okay, there is no class tomorrow afternoon, I will wait for you in the dormitory." Mu Ze smiled and said, "By the way, I met a man who played the guqin very well today, and he gave me a flute. Blow it to you?"

"I didn't even know you could play the flute." Qin Xuan smiled, and then asked nonchalantly, "Who is that friend? He's such a nice person. Let me know too."

"It's the owner of a teahouse, called Sun Yafan, who is Zhou Qiang's friend."

Sun Yafan, he knew this name, Qin Xuan looked relieved, he was a special one among the rebellious dandies in Yuncheng, he was said to be a cold-hearted person, he did not touch any industry related to the family, and ran to open a teahouse.Although I don't know how Sun Yafan made friends with Mu Ze, as long as it's not that dangerous man.

"Okay, the law and order is not very good recently, you have to protect yourself, remember to stay at school obediently," after thinking about it, Qin Xuan still didn't want to make the young man too flustered, Lei Mosi never killed people simply and neatly Do it directly, but deceive the victim's trust, and then appreciate their angry and desperate looks.It usually takes three days or a week. Qin Xuan thought that he could feel Yuncheng tomorrow. During this time, Mu Ze should be safe.

Mu Ze nodded when he heard the words, "Okay, I won't run around."

Qin Xuan showed a doting smile in relief, and said in a gentle tone, "Good boy."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Ze rubbed his cold fingers holding the box. There was the sound of footsteps stepping on fallen leaves in front of him. He raised his eyes slightly, and the first thing he saw was a pair of amber eyes.

A voice as low as a cello rang in my ears, "Excuse me, do you know where Building 3 of the male dormitory is?"

"B3? I happen to be going back too, so I'll take you there." Mu Ze responded with a slight smile.

The man had sharp edges and corners, and a smile appeared on his handsome face like a sculpture. The leaves under the sun cast mottled shadows in the amber eyes, which were difficult to understand. "That, it's really great..."