Qiqi walked on the corridor, but still couldn't figure out who the person she wanted to see was. While she was meditating alone, a melodious sound of piano came from the lotus pond.

The sound of the piano...

She subconsciously walked over, and before she could see the person playing the piano, she became a little intoxicated.

I always feel that the sound of the piano is extremely familiar, but I have clearly never heard of it. Or, what is familiar is not the sound of the piano, but the smell outside the sound of the piano, which is as quiet as it is from the world.

Walking down the corridor, bypassing a not-so-large yard, and moving forward, the sound of the piano became clearer and deeper, and in the low, there seemed to be a depressing joy.

She heard that the person who plays the piano was very erratic, sometimes depressed, sometimes happy, sometimes uneasy, sometimes full of expectations. What was this person thinking?

Walking through the yard, Wang Hehua looked down from the pavilion floating in the pond, and a plain white figure floated into his eyes.

I can't tell what it feels like, but my eyes are a little sour.

He was wearing white clothes like snow and hair like silk. Under the pavilion, he sat cross-legged, and in front of him a guqin shining with darkness under the moonlight. His slender and perfect jade white fingers were plucked on the strings, as if he was plucking casually, and as if he was a little nervous when he snapped his fingers.

The long sleeves swayed lightly in the wind, and occasionally there would be strands on the strings, blocking his green fingers, but not blocking the wanton sound of the dingdong.

Seeing this scene in front of her, Qiqi suddenly felt that she had been bewitched, but even though she knew she would be bewitched, she still walked over step by step and approached him step by step.

The sound of the piano was still entangled in her heart. She actually didn't know who the man in white was in front of her, but the sound of the piano was telling her that they had known each other for a long time, even to the point where they had been similar in their previous life.

Soul-capturing piano sound!

Before Qiqi realized that the man wanted to use soul-catching techniques to impose interference in his mind and to concentrate and resist calmly, her soul was already driven by the sound of the piano. In an instant, her eyes lost their original light and the person was completely bewitched.

She walked over and walked to the man in white, looking down at his hands beating on the strings. Many fragments appeared in her mind bit by bit.

When he first saw him, he fainted in the mountain stream. After she had artificial respiration for him and finally rescued him, he gently stroked his thin lips and looked at her, looking confused, and even a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, and said coldly: "You are my parents?"

Goodbye, she rushed over and snatched the pendant he hung around her neck, looking shocked. At that time, she didn't know that she was already sitting on his lap, nor did she know that his palms fell on her waist, and could push her out at any time.

Later, he said that she was his junior sister and took him to see their master's tomb. After that, their interaction seemed to have increased. His pampering, his protection, his shyness when he was amused by her, and he was so angry that he looked gloomy but helpless...

The scenes in my mind were all him and her...

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Qiqi was startled and suddenly came to his senses. When he raised his eyes, he saw his pink lips shaking slightly. With a "wow", a mouthful of turbid blood gushed out, instantly staining his plain white collar with a bright red color.

"What's wrong with you?" She squatted beside him, habitually pressing the pulse door on his wrist.

The heart and meridians are chaotic, which is clearly the consequence of excessive consumption of true qi. It must be that he forced himself to use soul-catching techniques to make his breath so messy, and he vomited blood because of excessive effort.

Take a pill from the sleeve and hand it to his lips. She said, "It's good for your injury, it's not poisonous..."

Chu Jiangnan didn't say much, took it and sent it directly into his mouth. As soon as he swallowed it, he calmed down and slowly adjusted his disordered breath.

"Why are you sucking me?"

"Don't you believe those memories?" Chu Jiangnan looked up at her, and then suddenly put her arms around her and held her hard in her arms.

Qiqi exclaimed, without any preparation, and it was too late to resist, and the person had already fallen into his arms.

She subconsciously accumulates an internal force in her palm, but she hears a clean and low voice from above her head: "I am injured now, so I will definitely not be able to withstand your palm."

She was stunned for a moment, and the internal force under her palm inadvertently dissipated a little.

"Let go." She whispered. It was the same thing when she saw many clips just now, but she only saw those clips, and perhaps she knew that they were all memories she had lost in the past, but she had no special feelings for the man in white in front of her.

"I was just a little excited, Qiqi, let me hug her for a while." He never hugged her like this because he knew it was not suitable, but she had been missing for more than two years. Even though he knew that she was still alive, he couldn't find where she was.

I couldn't find her, and I lived alone for two years before I realized that he had already been used to the days with her around me. When she was not around, everything he ate was like chewing wax, and any tea he drank had completely lost its taste. Even the big bed where he slept was like a thin needle, which always made him toss and turn and unable to sleep.

Miss her, I have always missed her so much...

Qiqi didn't know whether she wanted to push him away. In those memories, she kept calling him "Senior Brother". Which senior brother he was? Is it really that good for them in the past?

If the memories are all true, then this man, like A Chu, is actually a person who has always protected her wholeheartedly.

He hugged her and tried harder, but Qiqi was still confused and dared not attack him because he was really hurt now.

I don’t know how long it took him to remember something, slowly letting go of her, and said quietly to the yard not far away: “Serve the food.”

A figure left in a blink of an eye. Not long after, Jiuniang and a few servants brought the plates over, placed tables and chairs at the hem of the pavilion, and placed a plate of dishes with all the colors, fragrance and flavor on top.

As soon as Qiqi took a look, her index finger was moved by the bright and beautiful color. When she smelled the fragrance floating over, her stomach suddenly started to scream in discomfort.

I didn't eat a few bites of food in Wuchen Hall just now. The chef there was not her craftsmanship to her taste. Now that I smelled the fragrance, my eyes immediately lit up.

I wanted to go over and taste it, but the man in white did not let her go, and the other person did not ask her to go over and eat it. Just went there, which seemed a bit unsightly.

"Do you want to eat?" Chu Jiangnan lowered his eyes and stared at her side face. Finally, he completely let go and asked her to leave from his arms: "Come on, have dinner with me."

Qiqi just hesitated for a moment and walked over and sat down next to him.

The world is big, and the food is the biggest, so you can eat your stomach first.

What surprised her was that the chef in this yard had such a strong craft that she liked, and it was really in line with Achu's craftsmanship. Even aside from personal feelings, the chef's craftsmanship was better than Achu.

After a full meal, her favorability for this "senior brother" suddenly increased sharply, especially when she had "memory" about him.

However, she still couldn't understand.

"Why should I awaken my memory in this way?" Looking at Chu Jiangnan, who was a little pale, he saw that he was weak and somehow did it, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

She thought that her relationship with this senior brother in the past should be really good, but if he was her senior brother, then what was his relationship with his master?

"I have no other way." Chu Jiangnan looked at her after returning to Tianya: "Isn't this the most direct and effective one? Soon, you will remember it."

"Can I recover my memory as long as I listen to you playing the piano?" Is it so magical?

However, she really saw a lot.

Walking down a stone chair not far from him, she looked at him and said, "Can you remind me of everything? Including memories of others?"

But when she thought of him being injured just now, she could only swallow more of it back into her stomach. He was so injured that she couldn't continue to force him.

"No." Chu Jiangnan threw out these two indifferent words, completely interrupting her luxury: "I can't let you restore your memories, and those just now are not your memories."

Qiqi opened her eyebrows and stared at him. This was too mysterious and she couldn't understand.

He smiled slightly, and the smile became more and more touching under the cool moonlight: "That is my memory. I can't remind you of the past, I can only impose my memory on you, but..."

He coughed lightly, and subconsciously pressed his chest with his big palm, his face becoming paler.

"This kind of soul-catching technique is too difficult. I'm the first time I use it in my life. It seems that the effect is not very good." He gasped twice, finally forced his disordered aura before looking at her again, and said warmly: "Give me a few days to restore my true energy, then..."

"No need." Qiqi immediately interrupted him, pursed his lips and said, "Don't hurt yourself anymore. If you can't remember it, you won't remember it. If you are destined to be, you will always remember it in the future."

She didn't expect that it was the first time he used this soul-catching technique. She didn't study much about it. She just didn't understand why it was so important for him to restore memory.

It's just her senior brother, and she's just his junior sister, right?

"Do you want Qiqi to play a song with your senior brother?" He put his hands on the strings, his fingers slimly, which looked very beautiful.

Qiqi shook his head: "You are injured."

"I don't need true energy, I just want to play a song with you. This time..." He looked up at her, and a touching sincerity flashed in his eyes: "No need to use the sea, as long as the world is at the end, come here and go with me, let's try to remember more things that you can't remember."

She didn't know whether to accept his proposal, but his eyes were so sincere that she could not bear to refuse.

I don't know what happened later, so she walked over and sat down in his arms.

By the time she realized it, he had already held her hands and fell fingers on the strings with her.

The warm breath scattered slightly, and his low voice also rang in his ears: "Perhaps, there are some 'past' between us that I can't even remember."
Chapter completed!