Chi Yuxian wanted to refuse, but for some reason, he hesitated when he saw Hua Manlou's smiling face.
Like many times before, he was clearly resisting, but for such a gentle person, he always compromised uncomfortably.
The young man in black stood by the railing and suddenly felt an emptiness in his heart.
"Chiyu Xian?"
Hua Manlou, who didn't wait for the answer, frowned slightly, but still called the other party's name with a smile.
"Um."
Chi Yu took a deep breath silently and forced a smile: "Didn't you say you wanted to play the piano?"
He raised his hand and patted the grass clippings on his clothes: "Here?"
The sound sounded like nothing serious had happened, and it seemed as if nothing had happened just now.
For a moment, Hua Manlou couldn't figure out what Chi Yuxian was thinking at the moment, but now was not the time to ask the other party, so she had no choice but to follow what the other party said: "Let's go to the yard."
Seeing Hua Manlou going back to the room to get the piano, Chi Yuxian didn't go down to wait first, but stood there waiting for him.
Not long after, Hua Manlou, dressed in white as snow, walked out holding a guqin.
The piano looked to be quite old, full of the peace and tranquility that had accumulated over time.
There were no lights in the yard, and Huamanlou lit the candles in the yard even though they didn't need them.
The warm yellow candlelight filled this small area like a tide, dispersing all the darkness.
The edge of the aperture trembled, as if the night outside was trying to rush in.
Chi Yu sat idle beside him, watching Huamanlou Shi Shiran sit down. The slightly darker Guqin was placed in front of him, and his slender white fingers were gently resting on the strings.
When the first sound sounded, the young man in black was looking at the edge where light and darkness intertwined, his eyebrows were cold and his eyes were gloomy.
The piece played by Hua Manlou is very peaceful, like a spring breeze blowing over the calm lake, or like the flowers blooming on the vast grassland.
Amidst the sound of the piano, Chi Yuxian's thoughts gradually returned to reality, and his slightly gloomy gaze finally fell on Hua Manlou.
The opponent's fingers are very strong at first glance, and the veins on the back of the hand are very obvious. With the movement of playing the piano, the fingers with clear joints slide on the strings as if dancing.
With the melodious sound of the piano, Chi Yuxian's depressed mood just now gradually calmed down, and he felt extremely calm.
After the song, Hua Manlou spread his hands and pressed them on the strings.
There was a smile on his face, as if he would never show a depressed expression, full of life and moisturizing silently.
"how?"
Hua Man Lou's tone is gentle and gentle, like gurgling water.
"very good."
Chi Yuxian held his chin with one hand, and his slightly wide sleeves slid down to his elbows due to his movement. The exposed forearms were white, and a thin layer of muscles could be seen.
He lowered his eyebrows and looked a little sleepy. The other party played the piano very well, like everyone else.
Perhaps because he was afraid that the other party would think he was perfunctory, Chi Yuxian said a few more words of praise.
"nice! You love it."
Hua Manlou curved her lips slightly, rolled up her sleeves and picked up the piano on the table.
"It's getting late, let's take a rest."
"Um."
Chi Yuxian stood up. His emotions that were on the verge of losing control not long ago returned to calm after a song, and his whole person exuded a feeling of laziness.
He was indeed a little sleepy. Although he had done nothing all day, he was still mentally exhausted.
After returning to the room, Chi Yuxian simply washed up.
The wet long hair clung to her body, and the water droplets slipped from her angular face, and then slid into the slightly open clothes along the arc.
Chi Yuxian wiped it casually, sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at the wound on his left wrist.
There was no blood left, and I couldn't feel any pain. I only felt it when I accidentally touched it.
Cold fingers have already been placed on the wound, and with just a little effort, the wound that is about to heal can be torn open again.
But Chi Yuxian didn't know what he was thinking of, and after a moment of silence, he retracted his hand.
The soft quilt covered her body, as if it were covered with a cloud.
This time he fell asleep quickly and slept very well. He had no dreams all night. When he opened his eyes, it was already the next morning.
After Chi Yuxian opened his eyes, he didn't get up immediately. Instead, he lay in bed in a daze.
There was a burst of chirping of birds in my ears, and the chirping was full of life.
He has not written in a diary these days, probably because he is in a good mood and has not yet reached the point where he needs to vent.
I originally wanted to write it last night. Who would have thought that after listening to Hua Man Lou playing the piano, my mood would recover a lot.
So the matter of writing a diary was shelved.
This also resulted in Huamanlou not meeting the familiar light yellow parrot for many days in a row. Chi Yuxian did not realize that the person who had been exchanging letters with him was not automatically generated by the system, but Huamanlou who lived next door to him.
The temperature in the morning was a bit low, and the various flowers and plants outside were already covered with crystal clear dewdrops.
After Chi Yuxian put on a simple dress, he started to work in the yard. Some flowers like water and need to be watered when watering. Some flowers are afraid of waterlogging. When watering, don't water too much, otherwise the roots will rot.
He didn't know how to take care of so many flowers at first, so he stayed up late that night after Hua Man Lou taught him and memorized it.
After all, the other party has helped me so much, so he can't fail to do such a small thing.
The watered flowers exuded vigorous vitality in the early morning sunshine. Chi Yu stood among them and raised his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt like one of the growing flowers.
During these days in Baihualou, his work and rest finally returned to normal. He went to bed early and got up early, and ate on time. He couldn't be more regular.
It's still early, and it's not yet time for the flowers to fill the building.
After Chi Yuxian took care of the flowers and plants in the yard, he went to the pavilion on the second floor that was similar to the balcony. There were tea sets filled with flowers on the table, and a few pots of green plants that were not blooming were placed next to them.
Standing at the railing, you can look into the distance. On both sides are half-person-high flower stands. They are not big, but there are also many flower pots placed on them.
Chiyu Xian didn't know much about the tea ceremony, so he had to make a pot of tea according to his own understanding: add water, wait for the water to boil, put the tea leaves after the water boils, and drink the tea after a while.
The faint fragrance of tea filled the surroundings. If Chiyu was alone before, he would always think about some random things.
But he didn't know if his life was now more fulfilling. At this time, he was the first to feel not a depressing sadness, but an indescribable leisure.
Everything was extremely quiet. Chi Yuxian lowered his eyebrows, feeling particularly calm at this moment.
However, it seems that some people can't bear to see him being so calm.
After a burst of birds chirping, a strong man leapt from downstairs to the second floor, did a somersault in the air and kicked Chi Yuxian who was sitting there.
Chi Yuxian's heart pounded, and he was about to hide away, but out of the corner of his eye he glanced at the tea set on the table in front of him, so he had to raise his hand to push the table aside, and then he dodged the man's kick.
"Who are you?"
Because he was worried about the colorful tea sets in the building, he didn't dodge the kick very quickly. If he was a moment later, the other party would really kick him in the heart.
"The person who killed you."
The man was holding a curved hook, and a scar ran through his face, as if it had been split in half.
The movement just now was not small, not to mention that Hua Manlou had a sensitive hearing, and he might have woken up by now.
Chi Yuxian, who felt that he had troubled the other party, looked ugly, as if the money he had finally transferred had been stolen by others.
He was quite intimidating when he was cold-faced, and he looked unusual.
But the man who came to kill him didn't care. In his eyes, there were only two kinds of people - those who had been killed by him and those who had not been killed by him.
At this time, Chi Yuxian seemed to him to be the person he had killed, just a corpse.
He stood there, and with lightning speed, he threw out the silver hook in his hand, heading towards Chi Xianyu's face fiercely.
Chi Xianyu had a cold face and was dressed in black like Shura. He stretched out his hand under the eyes of the other party who felt that he must die.
His hands are beautiful, slender and strong.
The sharp silver hook was caught between his two fingers, and a gust of wind blew up his clothes, making the wind blow.
The man's eyes changed instantly. He raised his hand with a sullen face to pull the silver hook in Chi Yuxian's hand, but he couldn't pull it away no matter what.
The silver hook seemed to have taken root on the opponent's finger.
Chi Yuxian said solemnly: "You can't kill me."
When he said this, his tone was very calm, not as if he was exaggerating, but as if he was just saying an understatement.
The man finally looked at Chi Yuxian. He sneered a few times and then rushed towards the other party.
Lift your feet, kick hard, raise your hands and make fists, and attack with all your strength.
Chi Yuxian frowned slightly, and after letting go of the silver hook in his hand, he held it tightly along the chain. While dodging the opponent's attack, he had his free hand to pick up the flower pot that was kicked by the man.
If the delay continues, according to the opponent's posture, Huamanlou must be demolished.
At this moment, Huamanlou came over after hearing the commotion. Before he came up, he heard the sound of fighting and couldn't help but feel nervous.
He was worried that Chi Yuxian would not be able to fight against the opponent, so he subdued the man with a few moves.
Compared to Chi Yuxian, who only relies on martial arts and is not very good at boxing or kicking, a master like Hua Manlou is more comfortable dealing with these people in the world.
"If you come to Baihua Tower to enjoy the flowers and drink tea, I will definitely welcome you."
Hua Manlou smiled, but the man saw his skill and naturally did not dare to act rashly at this moment.
"But your Excellency came to fight with fists and kicks, so I had no choice but to stop him."
After saying that, Hua Manlou pulled the silver chain's hand a little harder, and the weapon in the man's hand came into his hand.
"The gate of Baihua Tower is always open. Please come back after the matter is over. I will leave here first."
Hua Manlou held the silver chain in her hand, and although her tone of voice when speaking was gentle, it was an irresistible determination.
The man didn't recognize the person in front of him, and he seemed to still want to struggle, but was held down by Chi Yuxian, who had obtained the knife.
"The sword has no eyes."
Under the threat, the man snorted coldly, looked gloomily at Chi Yuxian who was about to draw the knife, and finally abandoned the weapon and walked away.
"Feel sorry."
Chi Yuxian raised his eyes and looked at Hua Manlou next to him. His neat clothes looked a little different now. The collar was not neat, as if he had put on the clothes in a panic.
But overall, he still looks like a handsome young man, his clothes are not stained by dust, and his features are picturesque.
"What's this?"
Hua Manlou shook his head: "Are you injured?"
"without."
Chi Yuxian frowned at this time, because he found that once he had no weapons in his hands, it would be difficult to fight against others.
It seems it’s time to practice some basic skills.
Thinking like this, he suddenly heard Hua Manlou's words: "I've thought about something."
"Um?"
Chi Yuxian was very confused and looked up at Huamanlou with the Zhilan Yushu next to him: "What's the matter?"
"Do you have no foundation?"
Hua Manlou asked. He had some doubts before, and the other party said in the letter that he only relied on other people's skills.
"Um."
Chi Yuxian hesitated for a moment before admitting it. At the same time, he was worried that the other party would ask him where his martial arts skills came from.
But Huamanlou didn't ask, but nodded, looking thoughtful.
"What's wrong?"
Chi Yuxian was a little curious. He was startled when he saw Hua Manlou's face, and thought to himself: "Could it be that he noticed something was wrong?"
Yes, after all, I just used Lu Xiaofeng's Lingxi Finger.
"Do you think you need me to teach you?"
