Ling Zheng had been asleep, Qian Xun sat on the floor, holding the pipa and strumming. Her expression was indifferent, but the pipa music was sad and hopeless from beginning to end.
That is the past that cannot be restored even if you accept fate, it is the pain engraved into the soul, and no one wants to get rid of it.
After one song, Qian Kaoru put her cheek close to Pipa and rubbed it twice on the Pipa. Her eyes were very beautiful, it seemed that it was raining all the time, but in fact she didn’t cry-she stopped crying long ago. The tears were consumed in the long wait, and nothing was left in the end.
Qian Xun sighed slightly. Ling Zheng was also awake at this time. He first looked around blankly before waking up like a dream: “Master!”
I got up and saw Chi Kaoru sitting not far away from him. Her heart was flustered, and she jumped straight into Chi Kaoru’s arms like he did when she was a child, “Master just really scared me to death!”
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