Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 639 Sequel: Bitterness in Ripeness
When I hurried to the house, the song just came to an end.As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, she saw Ting Lu sitting on the threshold of the private house, playing the piano in a leisurely posture, with her eyes slightly closed, as if she was still pondering the melody inside.The owner of the Matouqin stood by and listened happily, perhaps hearing the slight sound of my footsteps coming in, turned his head towards Ting Lu, and then walked out slowly with a cane.

At the end of the song, Ting Lu opened her eyes, raised her head and smiled at me.He seemed to guess that I would come, and he smiled so naturally.

I smiled back, endured the sourness from my nose, and walked over.He reached out to catch me like a gentleman, and pulled me to sit beside me. I wanted to say too much, and I didn't know where to start.

Ting Lu smiled indifferently, and sighed: "Every time I play this song, I have different feelings. I like this song more and more."

"It's like it was tailor-made for us."

"Do you still want to hear it?"

I nod.He looked at me, with trust still in his crystal clear eyes, he patted my head, smiled fondly, then picked up the piano and continued to play.

He closed his eyes and was intoxicated, while I looked at him obsessively. The original handsome face now has a bit of maturity added, it looks more stable and more masculine.This change made me both happy and sad.The joy is that he has matured, but the reason for his change is so sad. It is all my fault, and he has suffered too much bitterness and pressure.

Occasionally, he would open his eyes and look at me, smile slightly, and then resume playing the violin.

He was completely intoxicated by the beautiful music, leaving behind all the sweat and hard work that he loved before, and only enjoyed the short-lived beauty in front of him.This is the first time since we came to Mongolia to sit together and listen to a song in such a peaceful manner.

I leaned my head on his shoulder and listened quietly.

Finally, at the end of the song, he put down the piano and looked up into the distance.After a long time, he thought of me beside me, turned his head to take a look, stretched his arms around my shoulder, and patted me comfortingly. "Ting Lu, Galdan said that he hopes to thank you in person."

"Thank you?" He smiled faintly, "Then there's no need. I saved him because of your face. You asked me to save him. It has nothing to do with him."

Although he smiled indifferently, I could tell that he didn't want to accept the other party's kindness at all, and he still cared about Galdan taking me away.

(End of this chapter)