It seemed that everything went dark and the scene changed instantly.
Everything is stuck one block after another, repeating the same shape.
It's like a game scene that isn't fully rendered.
At this moment, Cheng Ye seemed to wake up.
He squinted his eyes slightly and felt something was wrong.
He doesn't seem to have much control over his body.
He tried to look around, and the scenery inside the house gradually came into view.
A small room, a table, and some chairs.
Next to it was a bed made of pear wood, with gauze curtains trimmed with gold and slowly fluttering in the wind.
A pipa hangs on the wall, and there are several landscape paintings next to it.
The incense in the incense burner slowly rose, and the smoke filled the room, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.
At this time, he couldn't control his body again.
It seems that his thoughts are slowly disintegrating.
He saw himself sitting down and looking at Su Ruer dreamingly.
Su Ru'er first closed the door lightly, then slowly took off the pipa on the wall and said, "What music does Mr. Chen want to listen to?"
"Qin Huai Jing."
"Qin Huaijing?" Su Ru'er smiled.
The fingertips lightly played on the strings a few times, and the unique sound of the pipa suddenly came out.
After the audition ended, Su Ru'er began to officially play and sing.
Her voice was like mountain spring water, and every sound struck Cheng Ye's heart.
Her fingers dancing back and forth seemed to be playing with his heart.
The sound of the piano is like a stream flowing leisurely at night, flowing bit by bit, and when it hits the pebbles, they scatter and gather again.
Her voice matched the sound of the piano, rising and falling one after another, like someone watching the river view alone at night and talking about the detailed scenery of Qinhuai.
"...
Qinhuai River flows slowly
Pangu to the present
Jiangnan Splendid
Jinling is elegant and charming
Zhanyuanli
The hall is vast and deep
Bailuzhou, with its rippling water, is a paradise..."
After the song was finished, Su Ruer tilted her head, revealing a small part of her bright profile, with light and shadow intertwined, and her fluttering eyelashes trembling: "Young Master Chen, are you still listening?"
"Listen, I listen." Cheng Ye saw himself looking at Su Ruer infatuatedly, eagerly and passionately.
Su Ruer stood up and walked slowly towards Cheng Ye.
She bent down and brought her face close to Cheng Ye.
For a moment, Cheng Ye felt that his heart stopped.
"That's not possible. The money Mr. Chen gave me is only enough to listen to one song."
She opened her red lips lightly, exhaled like orchid, and the faint fragrance floated over.
"I have it, I still have it." Cheng Ye saw himself trying to take out all the money in his pocket.
He was so busy that he wanted to dig out his heart.
Su Ruer's slender little hand suddenly pressed Cheng Ye's hand.
The soft and waxy feeling hit me immediately.
Her hands seemed to have no bones, soft and delicate.
Cheng Ye stopped his things and looked at her doubtfully.
Su Ru'er smiled lightly and said softly: "Does Mr. Chen have any aspirations?"
"Yes..." Cheng Ye didn't understand why Su Ru'er said that.
Su Ru'er smiled, but there was a complicated look in her eyes: "Then Mr. Chen should not indulge in this romantic place. If you have ambitions, you should go all out."
"I can't calm down." Cheng Ye lowered his head and stared at Ru'er's white hands: "Ever since I heard you sing that day, your face has always been in my dreams, and I can't calm down for a day."
"That day?"
"March 17, Yanchun Tower."
Su Ruer lowered her eyes, that day was her first appearance.
They cover their faces and play music just to attract more patrons.
The madam just wanted to sell her for a good price.
Who would really listen to her playing music, just to see how much money a famous prostitute in Yanchun Tower is worth.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen was actually listening to her playing music attentively.
Su Ru'er glanced at Cheng Ye and stopped trying to persuade him, and moved her hand away.
She smiled half-heartedly and walked back to pick up the pipa again: "Then I will play another song for Mr. Chen."
This time she played "Spring and White Snow"
She walked back to the seat and picked up the pipa.
In just such a moment, the lute in her hand turned into a sword.
The blade was sharp and reflected brightly in the light.
It stung Cheng Ye's eyes.
Su Ru'er was flying with lightning speed, and her sword slashed towards Cheng Ye. It brushed the ground and passed through Cheng Ye's neck.
There was a sudden pain and blood spurted out.
Su Ru'er turned into a fierce ghost, and started to attack Cheng Ye violently without stopping.
Cheng Ye was unprepared. He wanted to dodge but was weak and lacked energy. Suddenly, he was injured in many places.
Fear suddenly surged into my heart, it seemed that he would die here today...
.......
A quick phone call rang in the living room.
It seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet night.
Cheng Ye was suddenly awakened, and he sat up subconsciously.
His hands were covering his neck, feeling a dull pain.
It was still late at night outside the window, and a bright moon hung high in the sky. The pale moonlight poured on him through the glass.
He gasped for air.
An indescribable feeling of fear ran through his body from feet to head.
Cheng Ye let out a long breath and sat on the bed to relax for a moment.
Only then did he realize that his pajamas had already been soaked.
Now that the sweat has evaporated, the bone-chilling chill slowly sweeps over.
He quickly took off his clothes, went to bed barefoot, took out some clothes from the closet, and put them on.
Sit for a while.
At this time, the phone in the living room rang again.
Cheng Ye turned his face sideways and looked out the door solemnly.
There were no lights on in the room, everything was dark, and only a vague outline could be seen.
The blaring phone calls are endless.
Under the continuous influence of the sharp sounds, Cheng Ye woke up a little.
He rubbed his temples vigorously and finally recalled that he had another nightmare last night.
It's just that I don't remember what I dreamed about, I just feel cold all over.
I feel like I have a severe headache at the moment.
The phone was still ringing, and Cheng Ye felt weak and didn't want to leave the bedroom.
He impatiently covered his face with a pillow in an attempt to muffle the sound.
But the phone kept ringing and ringing.
Suddenly, Cheng Ye had a very bad feeling.
It felt like something was touching his ankle, crawling up bit by bit.
The cold touch seems to be there but not at all.
Cheng Ye frowned and groped on the bed to find his phone.
I squinted my eyes and turned on my phone, and looked at the time carefully. It was 04:36 in the morning.
There is still some time before dawn.
I just don’t know who will call during this time period.
The harsh ringtone persisted and was still noisy in my ears.
Cheng Ye sighed and was about to go out to answer the call, but unexpectedly the call was suddenly hung up.
Cheng Ye stood frozen at the door, raising his hand in the air as he prepared to turn the handle.
Just as he was hesitating whether to go back to bed, the phone in the living room rang urgently again.
My parents still seemed to be sleeping peacefully.
Cheng Ye was helpless, put his hand on the door handle, pressed it, and walked out of the bedroom.
The curtains in the living room were not drawn, and a huge moon came into view.
Cheng Ye followed the light and walked to the living room.
At this moment, he suddenly stopped.
A creepy feeling ran down his back and hit his brain.
My heart feels cold and my scalp is in trouble.
He couldn't move.
Is there a phone in the living room?
His chest rose and fell as he glanced across the living room from the corner of his eye.
The pale moonlight cast a hazy sheen on everything in the house.
Everything stayed where it was.
no phone.
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