God of War

If you want to take it, you must give it first. Since I want Moxian to agree with me to be a maidservant in the study, it is bound to arouse Moxian's feeling for me, which is a literal difference from feeling.

But the effect is very different. I don't want to wipe the gun and misfire. I don't feel deeply emotional. But it is more cordial than disgusting, I want him to remember the moment we get along, so as not to treat me too much.

Under the pear tree, I tidy up my clothes, and the night is just right, a crescent moon is hanging in the night sky. Silky moon halo swayed in the sky, moon halo and wind, breeze, this felt just right.

Sitting under the pear blossom tree, I recalled the scene of Moxian playing the piano for the first time in Pear Blossom Valley. That song, graceful and smooth, has the meaning of loneliness, seemingly like nothing, and I know him slightly.

That's enough, if he can remember the feelings of the day, I guess I can get what I want. Success or failure is in this one action. My fingers stroked the strings. Although I am not as good as the magic string Tianyin in piano art, it is from everyone, and I have been guided by a master of the Protoss since I was a child. Besides, my memory is against the sky, and it is extremely easy for me to memorize a piece of music.

Ok! It's time to start. I plucked the strings lightly, and the sound of the piano slowly popped out in my memory. Right now I am trapped in the demons, and there is a touch of loneliness and sadness in the piano sound.

I played the piano deliberately, but the sound of the piano did not fulfill my wish. It was late at night, and the pear blossoms floated all over me, making me more deeply exposed. Who would listen to it?

Even if I have no spiritual power right now, I know that the magic string must be listening. The time to come will always come, tonight, I am destined to sleepless.

The longer he listens, the greater my chances of winning will be. What's more, I have planned for a long time and he will definitely show up. Even if he doesn't want to, I can force him to show up.

Ok! Two changes have passed, he can hear now, it is time for him to appear, my eyes swept across the strings of the guqin.

The tension in the middle seemed to be a little tight, and right now, I played the saddest chapter of this song, it was time.

The **** of my right hand was slightly sideways, and the nail brushed over the tight string in the middle. This angle was just right, and a loud sound of the piano sounded, and the string hit my right face.

"Ah!" I seem to have no time to dodge, and the strings left a blood stain on my right face. I feel pain, caress my right cheek, eh! A few drops of blood emerged. I was a little stunned, I didn't expect the strings of this guqin to be so sharp.

"It hurts!" I didn't go back to my room to find Xiaohui to bandage, I quietly stared at Guqin and waited.

Under the moonlight, a faint figure appeared, blocking the light above my head. I raised my head and let out a long sigh of relief. He finally appeared.

In his eyes, he was very clear, looking at him without speaking.

Today he has changed into some lavender bedding clothes, his black hair is not tied with a crown, only a black ribbon is tied together.

In the moonlight, his handsome face lost the anger of that day, and there was a hint of coldness in his calmness. The white and slender neck and a piece of white pectoral muscles were exposed under the bedding clothes. I thought of the smooth touch.

He looked at me, and there was a trace of emotion in his eyes that I could not understand, neither sad nor happy. For a long time, he said quietly: "This song is called a thousand years."

"Millennium?" I wondered.

He looked at me, did not speak, walked around Guqin and sat on my left side.

I didn't move, trying to resist the familiar breath from him, the breath that made me want to get close, he changed back to the man who played the piano in Ewha Valley.

His fingers rubbed the entire string lightly, and the sound of the piano became clearer. He sighed quietly, turned to me, swept his left hand across my face, and glanced at the wound made by the strings.

I stared at him, and I still couldn't understand his eyes. He gently pulled me with his right hand, letting me lean on his leg. With one on his left hand, the fragrant bottle appeared. Just like last time, he gently applied the body fluid in the bottle to my wound.

Gentle and considerate, his breath began to change, extremely gentle, no longer cold and arrogant and violent. I did not speak, quietly feeling the warmth flowing from his fingertips, but throbbing in my heart, I was a little confused, what happened to me?

I lay quietly in his arms and quietly asked him to help me with medicine, even I didn't even think of it. There is a kind of comfortable emotion flowing faintly between us who calmed down.

Although it is a design, I don't understand why I am so leisurely in his arms and why he is so natural. It seems that we have known each other for a long time, or stay together for a long time.

Finally, I stared at him and asked my doubts: "Who made that song and why is it called a thousand years?"

Moxian's fingers paused, and the look in my eyes was a little erratic. My heart was stagnant and I thought to myself: "This song, he cares so much, is it related to his past? Isn't Moxian really ruthless? He has a past, this song is graceful Sad. Also called the Millennium, could it be that he did it for someone?"

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little uneasy, the wind was blowing, my clothes were thin, and I suddenly felt a little chill.

I was a little bit persistent, staring at the magic string, wanting to get his answer.

For a long time, he said lightly: "When you played the piano just now, you looked like a person."

Suddenly I was a little lost, and said indifferently: "So you saved me because I am like that person. That person is important to you?"

Moxian's eyes flashed and suddenly looked at me strangely, as if hoping to find something in my eyes. I was startled and lowered my eyes, hoping to cover up my current loss.

Moxian raised my chin and said quietly, "You are right, this person is indeed very important to me."

Suddenly I was a little flustered, and asked in a ghostly manner: "Is that a woman?"

Moxian smiled, without hesitation: "Of course!"

Inexplicably, my heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and it was a little uncomfortable.

bad! What's wrong, the dark illness behind me turned into a woman faintly broke out, and the pain began to overflow from my heart and flow away to my limbs.

"Pain!" I don't have any spiritual power at the moment, and I can't resist this kind of pain. My face is a little pale, and big sweat began to leak from the corner of my forehead.

I covered my chest and bit my lip, curled up in pain. what! A sharp pain came from my limbs, and I couldn't bear it, and my body left the ground in the blur. A warm breath came from my vest, and I was tightly enveloped by this breath.

Although the severe pain eased, I felt helpless cold surrounding me. For the first time, I felt this cold was so terrible.

I suddenly remembered a lot of things. I remembered the loneliness and fear of the long night when I was five years old and left alone on the big bed with dragons and phoenixes in Jianchen Palace. The freezing cold made me a little confused, and I shivered and whispered: "Cold! I'm so cold!"

Until someone hugged me tightly and hugged me, I finally felt the familiar breath, which brought bursts of comfortable warmth, I was like a bee indulged in the flowers, with a deep sleep , Slept over.

Moxian quietly looked at the woman sleeping in her arms again, gently stroked the woman's cheek with her fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Don't you know? The love of the twin flowers can only be caused by heartache. Lingxuan is right. Even you don't know that the person you like is actually me.

do you know? How can I make you understand that the person you love is me? Lingxuan said, let you understand that it can only make your heart ache, but I am reluctant to make your heart ache. So I can only wait, waiting for the day you understand. "