Prophet of Rebirth

Chapter 271

"Who." Yang Qiuwei, who was immersed in pain and longing, did not hear the content of Ye Qiu's words at all, but it did not prevent her from hearing the farewell of the person behind her. Dao Hanmang stared at the source of the sound. After seeing the face of the speaker, he couldn't help but startled, but the chill in his eyes was even worse, and he said coldly: "It's you! How much did you hear just now? When did you Come, who allowed you to come here at this time, don't you know the taboos of Peach Blossom Island?"

Seeing the face of the pretty woman in front of him, Ye Qiu was also slightly taken aback, but then he sighed deeply, lamenting that the marriage meeting in heaven, although there were many twists and turns in the process, finally reached the ending they both wanted.

"Yang Qiuwei, Yang Qingwei!" He should have thought of it a long time ago, the familiar handwriting, the beautiful and delicate face, the fallen collection of Whitman's poems, and the half-protruded peach blossom bookmark. Yang Qiuwei pointed to the person he missed, but he didn't want to believe that God would look after him so easily and let him find his former dumb bride so easily.

"Didn't you hear what I asked you? If you don't speak again, don't blame me for being rude." Yang Qiuwei carefully folded the love letter written on the homework paper into a heart shape, and then hid it preciously, raising her right hand slightly , pointing obliquely at Ye Qiu's chest.

"Red beans are born in the southern country, how many branches do you send in spring? Ask Jun to pick more, this thing is the most lovesick. I have picked the lovesickness beans you want. I hope you will like them. I have made immortal peach blossoms from your temples. Specimen, I hope that our relationship will last for thousands of years..." Facing Yang Qiuwei's hostile questioning, Ye Qiu just smiled lightly and softly recited the first love letter he wrote by himself back then.

"Your memory is not bad, but today it doesn't matter who you are, what identity and background you have." Yang Qiuwei took two steps diagonally towards Ye Qiu's direction, a streak of green gas whirled crazily on her slender fingers, vaguely You can still see a hint of redness mixed with the green air, her voice is as cold as frost and snow, and the flat voice makes people feel chilly, "You are calm."

"Really?" Ye Qiu smiled slightly. Although Yang Qiuwei's sudden aura made him feel dangerous, he didn't have the slightest worry. Looking at the beautiful woman who was gradually approaching him, he asked He took two steps back, leaned on a peach tree, folded his hands on his chest, and said with a playful smile on his face, "Qingwei, I didn't expect that the first conversation you spoke to me would actually want me to die, what a shame! Makes me sad!"

"Qingwei!" Although the word was very light, it was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue to the ears of Yang Qiuwei, who was full of murderous looks. The moving figure stopped unconsciously, and the green energy surrounding her fingers also slowly dissipated. , looking in astonishment at Ye Qiu, who was leaning against the peach tree and looking like a ruffian, suddenly felt like a dream.

"Someone told you, my name is Qingwei." Yang Qiuwei recalled the things that happened with Ye Qiu in detail, and all the memories about Ye Zhiqiu kept overlapping with the person in front of her until they completely overlapped.But she couldn't believe everything in front of her eyes. All the beautiful dreams came too suddenly, and her heart that had been waiting for more than ten years was shocked to the sky. She was afraid that the person in front of her was just a play arranged by others. After the performance, Ye Zhiqiu followed the end of the movie and walked away from her again.

"You told me with your own hands, have you forgotten?" Although Ye Qiu was calm on the surface, he was extremely excited in his heart. Looking at the noble and elegant Yang Qingwei, his heart was filled with a deep sense of happiness.

"When and where did I tell you?" Ye Qiu didn't say personally but personally, which made Yang Qingwei sure that the person in front of her was the person she had been thinking about day and night, but she stopped rushing in. Seeing the impulse in the arms of the person in front of her, she really wanted to know if it was a dream.

"13 years, eight months and ten days ago, under a tree full of peach blossoms, you put your name on my heart with the peach petals I shook." Ye Qiu looked at Yang Qingwei's face. With a hesitant expression, Zhang Tian couldn't help opening his arms, and said with a smirk: "Why have you completely forgotten about your husband after not seeing you for more than ten years, or are you trying to renege on your debts and deliberately ignoring me? I am dear and lovely." , beautiful and gentle bride!"

After that, Ye Qiu's voice dragged on for a long time, every word that came into Yang Qingwei's ears would make her body tremble slightly, and when Ye Qiu's voice fell, she was already in tears.

"Zhiqiu!" Yang Qingwei called out softly, and then threw herself into Ye Qiu's arms. The tears she had endured for more than ten years were uncontrollable, and she cried in Ye Qiu's arms, and she fell into tears in an instant. Soak Ye Qiu's shoulders.

"Good boy, don't cry, don't cry." Ye Qiu only felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing against his face, and then a soft and delicate body slipped into his arms. With grief, his eye sockets gradually became moist. Who would have thought that playmates from more than ten years ago would meet in this situation, and who would have thought that the two were still familiar strangers who did not know each other just yesterday?Although fate is tricky, it made Ye Qiu very comfortable this time.

Gently patting Yang Qingwei's jade back, waiting for her to vent her ten years of lovesickness, waiting for the peach blossom rain that year to gradually become clear, waiting for this emotion to peel off again.

Yang Qingwei's suffering was very deep and painful, and she cried for more than half an hour. The tears not only soaked Ye Qiu's shoulders, but also soaked a large piece of his chest along the way.

Yang Qingwei stopped her tears, but did not leave Ye Qiu's embrace, but leaned gently on Ye Qiu's shoulder, feeling Ye Qiu's breath, with a look of intoxication on her face, this scene she imagined in her dream She has been dreaming for many years and dreamed many times, but she never thought that today would finally become a reality. She wanted to set the time at this quarter of an hour, forever and ever. She wanted to just lean in Ye Qiu's arms until her hair turned gray. , she wants to stand like a three-life stone in this peach blossom forest, so that they will never be separated. She wants to tell people all over the world that she is very happy at this moment. The world is full of pink petals, she thinks a lot, far and far, until happiness has no boundaries.

"From now on, until we meet again ten or twenty years later, if the sound of the piano is still fluttering, can you sing a soft song for me with your natural voice?" Ye Qiu recalled that song very suddenly. A passage in the love letter, he lowered his head and smiled at the beauty in his arms: "Qingwei, can you sing me another song?"

"Yeah!" Let alone one song, Yang Qingwei is willing to sing even if it is a thousand songs or ten thousand songs. She left Ye Qiu's embrace very reluctantly. Seeing the wet stains on Ye Qiu's shoulders and chest, her face 'Se' said slightly red: "Sorry, I got your clothes wet."

"Haha, to me, the tears of a beauty are rain, rain, and dew, and the tears of my sweetheart are sorrow and heartache to me." Ye Qiu said with a smile: "I don't need to wash this dress, I want to let myself know that there was once a beauty She once fell on my shoulder and cried in pain, and I want to remind myself that I can't make her cry again in the days to come."

Yang Qingwei's heart was overjoyed by Ye Qiu's explicit confession, she almost couldn't control herself and threw herself into Ye Qiu's arms again, but in the end she endured it, moved lightly with lotus steps, and came to the biggest peach tree again Next, sitting cross-legged on the green grass, with the guqin across his legs, and with a light swipe of his slender hands, a string of crisp piano sounds suddenly floated slowly over the blossoming peach grove.

"I'll give you my hand, I'll give you my love..." Yang Qingwei's jerky but ethereal voice floated with the notes, and the voice passed through the sky and was transmitted a hundred meters away.

"Hey, there seems to be something wrong with the president's voice today!" A hundred meters away, several members of the Qiuwei Club who were guarding the passage of the Lover's Bridge couldn't help but change their faces when they heard this happy singing.

Many people think that the president of the Qiuwei Club is a mute, and even some low-level members of the Qiuwei Club believe that their president is a mute, but for those senior members, Yang Qiuwei is not only not dumb, her singing is also poignant It makes people cry, as if there has been a thousand percent of sadness accumulated over time in her heart, only when she sings this song, will it be fully volatile, and every member who has heard Yang Qiuwei sing will be shocked This song made them feel depressed, and they were already familiar with that sad and desolate song.

Now the singing is suddenly infused with happiness, and they can also feel the deep joy in the president's singing, as if they suddenly met their beloved.This made them all feel overwhelmed.

Listening to Yang Qiuwei's piano and singing, Yang Qiuwei must have met someone or something that made her happy, but what puzzled them was, if it was a person, how did this person get in?If it is a matter, Yang Qiuwei has come to Peach Blossom Island to play the piano and sing almost every day for more than a year, but she has never encountered anything that can make her happy. Why did she meet today? They suspect that there is some conspiracy in it.But although they were skeptical, they didn't dare to run to see it, because Yang Qiuwei had issued a strict order not to allow anyone to come within ten meters of her while she was singing, otherwise they would bear the consequences.

Thinking of Yang Qiuwei's formidable strength, several members of the Qiuwei Club hesitated for a while. After several struggles, they finally worried that Yang Qiuwei's safety had the upper hand. Here, avoid someone taking advantage of it.

The distance of 10 meters is not very far, but because of the obstruction of peach trees, the two walked around for nearly [-] minutes before arriving at the place where Yang Qiuwei usually played the piano.

But when the two looked towards the place where Yang Qiuwei was sitting, they couldn't help but petrified on the spot, and then a nameless anger rose in their hearts.

On the grass, Yang Qiuwei was holding the qin, and her five fingers moved back and forth on the qin like a dream. Her beautiful eyes were closed, and the beautiful voice of happiness was slowly wafting from her throat, and her face was also full of happiness. Smile, this scene was originally loved by all the members of Qiuwei Club. The president is a super beautiful woman, who has a lot of temptation for both men and women, but her face is always the same. The melting frost and the indifference of thousands of miles away made many people daunted.In the hearts of all the members of the Qiuwei Club, Yang Qiuwei is definitely a kind-hearted leader who cares about the well-being of his subordinates, cold outside and hot inside.For this kind of head club members, they all love and respect from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing the president’s indifference all day long, the eyes are also flickering with sadness all day long. The members are all saddened and want to do something for their president, but they have no way to do it. They can only follow her sadness. Sad, they have always hoped that their president can smile happily and happily, but this wish has not been realized for more than a year.Now that the president actually 'shows' a happy smile, they should be happy, but the man's face leaning on Yang Qiuwei's shoulder makes them feel that they are insulting their president, and the anger in their hearts is naturally it goes without saying.

"Ye Qiu, what are you doing? Hurry up and remove your stinky face from the president." One of the two was Yang Shicai who sent Ye Qiu to the freshman dormitory. On Yang Qiuwei's fragrant shoulders, which seemed to be isolated from the world, she had the urge to tear Ye Qiu apart.

Although Ye Qiu knew that someone was approaching, he didn't care. He knew with his toes that at this time, only Yang Qingwei's subordinates could enter Peach Blossom Island. There was actually an acquaintance among the two of them.

"Shicai, this person is the freshman you mentioned." Another girl was also a little surprised. She had heard Yang Shicai talk about Ye Qiu's strength and achievements, and planned to give Ye Qiu's identity to him before the recruitment fair. Check it out, and then report to Yang Qiuwei, but what I didn't expect was that before I had time to find out Ye Qiu's details, this freshman boldly broke into Yang Qiuwei's forbidden area, and seemed to have given Yang Qiuwei a "confuse" 'drunk.

"Sister Yan, this person is the strongest freshman I told you last time. It seems that the president has been held hostage by him." Yang Shicai nodded, but her gaze was still fixed on Yang Qiuweixiang's shoulder. On that ordinary face, she felt that Yang Qiuwei must be held hostage by this perverted student at this time, otherwise how could Yang Qiuwei allow a strange boy to be so intimate How about putting your head on your shoulders?

Thinking of the wild changes in Yang Shicai's face, she originally thought that Ye Qiu's strength was strong enough, but no matter how strong she was, she could only reach the level of sister Yan next to her. Compared with the vice president and president, she should have a big difference. Some distance away, but if Yang Qiuwei was really held hostage by Ye Qiu, how strong would Ye Qiu be?This terrifying thought has caused an uncontrollable madness to spread throughout his body, and he is even more afraid of Ye Qiu.

"With the president's strength, how could he be held hostage by a freshman? I think the president is willing." Li Yan was indeed very angry at first, but seeing the expression on Yang Qiuwei's face that did not seem to be forced, and the expression in her voice She couldn't convince herself that it was Ye Qiu who held Yang Qiuwei hostage, and she knew Yang Qiuwei's strength better than Yang Shicai, so she didn't believe Ye Qiu had that strength.

"How is it possible?" Yang Shicai was shocked by Li Yan's conclusion, and said with an unbelievable expression: "How could the president hug such a strange man so intimately?"

"I don't know too well, but how can you be sure that Ye Qiu is a strange man to the president?" Li Yan shook her head, trying very hard to get the picture out of her mind, and explained: "Listen to the president. How can there be a hint of forced charm in this voice?"

"Hush!" Just as Yang Shicai and the two were arguing for their respective ideas, Ye Qiu suddenly raised his middle finger to the corner of his lips, conveying a silence gesture to the two, and at the same time smiled kindly at them.But not every kind of laughter can be called goodwill, it depends on what kind of attitude the person who receives the smile has towards the person who laughs to define the scope of the smile.

In Li Yan's eyes, Ye Qiu's shallow smile was kind, but in Yang Shicai's eyes, it was a frivolous mockery.

"Ye Qiu, let our president go, or I won't be polite to you." Yang Shicai said angrily, although she knew she was not Ye Qiu's opponent, but for Yang Qiuwei, she decided to start desperately.

"Qingwei, you should settle this matter yourself." Ye Qiu patted Yang Qingwei's shoulder helplessly. He was very reluctant to wake Yang Qingwei from the happy mood she created, but seeing Yang Shicai's posture, if If Yang Qingwei doesn't come out to explain, the misunderstanding between the two will get deeper and deeper, and if they don't, they will have to fight again. Although he is not afraid, he is very afraid of trouble, especially if this trouble is Yang Qingwei's subordinate.

"Ding!" Yang Qingwei's body shook, and with a crisp sound, one of the strings snapped into two.

The happy look on Yang Qingwei's face faded slowly, she opened her beautiful eyes, and stared coldly at Yang Shicai who was walking towards herself and Ye Qiu, "Who told you to break in without authorization, did you tell me what I said?" Is it windy in your ears?"

"President, we are worried about you..." Yang Shicai felt the coldness projected from Yang Qingwei's eyes, and couldn't help jumping in her heart. She stopped her actions, and just wanted to explain a few words to Yang Qingwei, but was caught by Yang Qingwei. He waved his hand and interrupted: "Okay, no need to explain, I understand your worries, I reunited with Zhiqiu again today, I am in a good mood, let's forget about this time, but it will not be an example, you can leave."

"But..." Yang Shicai wanted to say something more, but was pulled back by Li Yan who was at the side, and said to Yang Qingwei, "I'm sorry, President, we're leaving now, we promise there won't be a next time." Pulling the reluctant Yang Shicai away in a hurry.

"Zhiqiu..." Yang Qingwei turned her head and looked at Ye Qiu apologetically, but just as she called out a name, she was covered by a pair of warm hands.

"Don't call me Zhiqiu in the future, I'm Zhiqiu now, understand?" Ye Qiu sighed slightly, with a touch of sadness flashing across his face.

"Why?" Yang Qingwei's heart trembled slightly. She could see that Ye Qiu must have some sad past. Although she didn't want to touch Ye Qiu's sad things again, she really wanted to know what happened to Ye Qiu in the past ten years. What's the matter, she really wants to share some sorrows for her sweetheart.

"My father passed away." The pain on Ye Qiu's face became more intense, and he smiled sadly, "Qingwei, do you understand?"