"The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night!"

"The phoenix bird is not coming, the river is not out of the picture, Luo is not out of the book, I am already a husband!"

The sound of Lang Lang's book echoed in the aisle, and Ye Chen stood in front of the corridor, looking at the void with a slightly blank expression: "Is that really a dream?"

"But why do I remember everything in my dream so clearly, so clearly!" Ye Chen muttered: "Mu Ye, Li Shiyue, Lin Zhiyun, Qian Chuanxue, and Fire Qilin are all fake?"

Suddenly, Ye Chen chuckled and said, "That dream is too real, at that moment, I was even illusory now because it was real!"

"The so-called crossing is just some of the author's nonsense, how can there be a crossing in the world, the interesting thing is that what happened in the dream said that my father would have a car accident today, which is not something that the meridian must have. ”

Taking out his mobile phone, Ye Chen lowered his head and smiled, "If something happened to my father, my mother would have called a long time ago!"

Ye Chen rubbed his brows helplessly, and muttered, "Ye Chen, Ye Chen, you kid has been idle for a long time lately to have this boring dream!"

The scorching sun was shining, and the cicadas were chirping tirelessly.

The summer breeze blows in with heat, and the air is filled with a faint scent of gardenias.

Ye Chen secretly looked at the classroom, saw the female teacher lecturing on the high platform, exhaled secretly, and cautiously walked towards the end of the corridor.

Slipping out of the teaching building, Ye Chen wandered out of the campus, the sunlight shining on his white clothes, looking exceptionally sunny.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept up the fallen leaves on the ground.

Among the falling leaves, Ye Chen's right finger was pointed at the sword. Instinctively pointed forward, ready to clamp a few fallen leaves, his eyes were stunned, Ye Chen looked at the dead leaves between his fingers in disbelief: "Weird." How did I become so agile in my movements, and I was able to clamp the fallen leaves!" Shaking his head, Ye Chen muttered, "Could it be that after waking up from sleep, I mutated!" Thinking of this, Ye Chen also laughed at his ridiculous idea.

Rows of trees spread out in front of him, and Ye Chen sat in the shade, looking at the children playing on the playground in the distance, and his mood was extraordinarily calm. "Actually, this kind of life is quite good!"

"There is no killing, there is no strife, rushing around for life!" Ye Chen muttered. His eyes were dazed, and inadvertently, he was once again immersed in the state of mind in his previous dream.

In the sky, the scorching sun is high, and the scorching sun is sprinkled out.

And at the moment. The sky darkened in vain, and several dark clouds gathered in the sky.

Dark clouds swept in, and after the scorching sun was completely obscured, the sky was exceptionally overcast. There was even a thunderclap in the sky.

The thunder exploded, and Ye Chen was startled by the thunder. His eyes receded in a daze, and he raised his head. Looking at the hazy sky, he cursed: "Damn, it's going to rain again!"

With a green leaf at the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen got up quite reluctantly.

The weather in midsummer is like a woman's face, which changes when it is said, and this rainstorm is even more capricious.

As soon as Ye Chen's front feet were raised, a long thunderbolt swam through the sky, and a roar exploded: "Boom!"

The rain fell in a torrential manner, forming a curtain of rain. In the playground in the distance, frolicking children ran towards the school building with their heads in their hands.

The rain fell on the leaves, splashing one after another.

Ye Chen looked quite helpless, looking at this sudden rainstorm, and retreated to the shade of the tree to take shelter from the rain.

Raising his head, Ye Chen looked at the hazy sky, and among the dark clouds rolling, the silver snake rushed out, and the momentum was magnificent.

This mighty thunder seemed to fall into the depths of Ye Chen's eyes, two scarlet thunderbolts flashed in his eyes, Ye Chen's eyes were blank again, his right hand was raised again, and he grabbed towards the void, "This heaven and earth thunder, listen to my orders!"

At this moment, the thunder of heaven and earth seemed to be dead and silent, but in an instant, it roared again. ...,

"Sister, this seat controls the thunder of heaven and earth, and the thunder of heaven and earth must listen to the orders of this seat!" Ye Chen shouted, full of momentum.

"Poof!" a crisp chuckle sounded at the end of the stone path, branches flying, and the sound of treading water sounded.

A pretty silhouette emerged, in a white dress, holding a six-stringed piano and holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking like a gardenia swaying in the wind.

The drizzle fell on the oil-paper umbrellas.

Ye Chen smiled awkwardly and waved his hand: "Classmate, can you send me to the teaching building!"

Hearing this, the girl raised her head, the oil-paper umbrella rose slightly, a pair of eyes like a bright moon appeared, and her delicate and refined face overshadowed the heavens and the earth, and the thunder fell silent at this moment.

The rain flowed down the branches and fell into a thin stream, forming a curtain of rain.

The rain curtain separated Ye Chen from the girl, facing the drizzle, and the four eyes looked at each other in mid-air.

The expression was slightly stunned, the girl's ethereal temperament made waves at this moment, and a trace of confusion flowed in her beautiful eyes, "Who is he, why do I feel inexplicably familiar when I see him!"

Ye Chen looked at the girl's face in a daze, his eyes did not have any focus, and a blank look also flashed in his eyes, "Shiyue!"

A touch of crimson flashed across her face, and the girl's eyes were full of anger, and she said with a little surprise: "Hey, you know me, but I don't know you, who are you?"

"My name is Ye Chen, Ye Chen, morning morning!" Ye Chen said dumbfoundedly, a dusty memory wanted to break the seal, but under the beating of the drizzle, this throbbing disappeared again.

"Your name is Ye Chen?" The girl rarely stared at Ye Chen carefully, her beautiful eyes showed a hint of contemplation, a very familiar name, an inexplicable familiarity permeated the girl's heart.

Ye Chen's face was slightly red, he rarely communicated with girls at school in the past, not to mention that now he was stared at like this by a beautiful girl, and it was rare to bow his head shyly.

Seeing this, the girl chuckled and said, "I seem to have heard this name somewhere!"

"It's a previous life!" Ye Chen raised his head and said with a rather affirmative expression, but there was still a blank look in his eyes, why was this girl so similar to Shiyue in his dream.

"Past life?" The girl muttered, "Maybe we really met in the previous life, aren't you going to the teaching building?"

Ye Chen held his head in his hands and braved the rain. Rushing towards the girl.

With a swaying white dress, a slightly ancient oil-paper umbrella and a six-stringed piano, the girl walked to Ye Chen's side, and the two walked side by side towards the teaching building.

"First meeting. My name is Li Shiyue, Mu Zi Li!" the girl smiled gracefully, and the corners of her mouth curved into a beautiful arc.

The faint fragrance came to his nose, Ye Chen's heart was pounding, and he smirked: "First time meeting, hehe!"

The crisp sound of bells wafted in the wind and rain, and figures like a tide surged out of the classroom.

Ye Chen was at the same table, and the fat man had hazy eyes. Just as he was about to come out to find Ye Chen, he happened to see the scene on the stone road, his eyes widened, and his face was full of admiration: "Grandma's." Ye Chen, this kid, openly slept in the class teacher's class, and then skipped class to pick up girls!"

"But why hasn't that girl seen her, is she from this school?" muttered the fat man.

"You're not a student of this school, I haven't seen you before!" Smelling the fragrance coming from the girl's body, Ye Chen spoke.

"I'm a transfer student. I just got to this school, maybe it's still your classmate!" The girl blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled.

"Are you an art student?" Ye Chen pointed to the guqin in the girl's arms and said, "Now art students are learning piano." There are more guzheng and violin. It is rare to see anyone who learns the guqin. ”

"I like the feeling of my fingers touching the strings, and the sound!" Li Shiyue said with a gentle smile. The delicate and refined temperament is even more prominent.

Ye Chen muttered, his fingers tapping subconsciously, "I also want to learn the piano, can you teach me?"

"Yes!" Li Shiyue's voice was as ethereal as ever, drizzling, falling leaves, noisy world, Ye Chen and Li Shiyue looked at each other as if they were nobody, chatting about the world, although they met for the first time, they seemed to have known each other for a lifetime.

When Li Shiyue and Ye Chen walked into the same classroom, Ye Chen's expression was stunned again.

"As I said, maybe I'm still your classmate. The corners of Li Shiyue's mouth raised a good-looking arc, holding the guqin, and walked into the classroom in white clothes.

"Lovesickness can't be sent, draw a bird instead. The nest bird is me!" A crisp cell phone rings in the aisle, drifting into the drizzle with the wind.

Dreams and dreams, dreams gradually became blurry, the previous dream that was clearly clear gradually dissipated in Ye Chen's mind, Ye Chen muttered: "Sure enough, it's a dream, it's really a strange dream!"

Outside the window, the rain was pouring down, and the powerful sound of the men's classroom echoed in the classroom.

Ye Chen looked at the desk in a daze, and it wasn't until the bell rang again that Ye Chen exhaled lightly: "Mother didn't call me, father shouldn't have had a car accident!"

The phone screen is pitch black and there is no caller ID.

Relieved, Ye Chen shook his head and whispered, "Too sensitive!"

Turning around, Ye Chen looked at Li Shiyue, who was surrounded by many male classmates, and muttered, "But why did I see her with an inexplicable familiarity, why?"

The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the autumn cicadas chirp low.

Among the dead leaves, the autumn wind quietly came with the autumn feast.

At sunset, this is a sea of dead leaves, a vigorous figure moves with the wind, and the dead leaves fly one after another.

Ye Chen was holding a wooden sword, dancing chaotically with the Tai Chi Sword of the Four Differences.

The wooden sword is extremely rough, and at first glance it is carved randomly.

The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the dense forest, Li Shiyue sat on the stone road, and the green silk fell down.

Qianqianyu plucked the strings with her hand, Li Shiyue raised her head from time to time, looking at Ye Chen who was dancing with a sword, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, this scene was very familiar, but she just couldn't remember it, but she liked this feeling.

The fat man stood on the teaching building, looked at the scene below, and muttered: "It's too bold for two people to fall in love, so public!"

"What do you say about my sword dance?" Ye Chen stopped his sword and looked at Li Shiyue, his sword was purely learned from the Internet, it was disorganized, and the most important thing was that Li Shiyue actually nodded and said, "It's very beautiful!"

"I think so too!" Ye Chen nodded, quite agreeing with Li Shiyue's words.

Time flies, years pass, and two years are in the blink of an eye.

Coincidentally, Ye Chen and Li Shiyue were admitted to the same university again.

Just like in high school, in his spare time, Ye Chen did not follow the public, busy with various clubs or research.

Instead, he holds a wooden sword, and in the strange time of the public, the dancers are chaotic in sword style.

Some people even took this video and uploaded it to the Internet, and the world talked about Ye Chen as a madman.

In this regard, Ye Chen did not care.

Ye Chen was crazy, Li Shiyue accompanied him crazy, still wearing a white dress, sitting not far away, stroking the piano quietly.

One person strokes the piano, the other dances the sword, and the shadows follow each other.

Some people joke that they should not live in this era, but in the era when chivalry is prevalent.

The college years passed in a hurry, and although Ye Chen danced the sword all day long, he still successfully got his graduation certificate.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Ye Chen, a high-achieving student who graduated from Chongben University, left the city and went to the countryside to be an unknown farmer.

The sun rises and the sun sets. Although Ye Chen's parents were surprised by their son's move, they did not object.

"In this city of busy traffic, red lights and green wine, there is only depression!"

"I yearn for that kind of world where the sea is wide and the fish leaps into it!" Ye Chen chuckled in his beautiful eyes as bright as the bright moon. ...,

"I'll accompany you!" There are no thousand words, Li Shiyue only has this one sentence.

Time flies, the years go by, spring goes to autumn, and it is ten years in the blink of an eye.

This year's winter came very early, and before winter, a heavy snow scattered the land.

In the flying snowflakes, Ye Chen held his sword, looked at the hazy sky with a blank expression, and muttered softly: "Shiyue, why do I have a weird feeling every time I dance the sword!"

"What do you feel?" The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Li Shiyue raised her head and looked at Ye Chen.

"It's as if the whole world has forgotten, even forgetting yourself!" Ye Chen muttered.

"But have you forgotten the sound of my piano?" asked Qianqianyu, plucking the silver strings in her hand.

"No!" Ye Chen chuckled and got up, his vigorous figure moving with the wind.

The cold winter wax moon passed quietly, suddenly like a night of spring breeze, the spring breeze hit, the green buds broke through the snow, showing tenacious vitality.

This year, it was rare to set up a primary school in the down-and-out mountain village, and when the village chief learned that Ye Chen and Li Shiyue were highly talented students, he immediately invited Ye Chen to teach.

In this regard, Ye Chen did not refuse, in addition to sword dancing in his daily life, he occasionally taught and taught, and even sometimes taught children to dance swords.

"Shiyue, why do you like to stroke the qin every time I dance the sword?" Ye Chen asked in the bright sunshine.

Hearing this, Li Shiyue smiled gracefully, "Why do you like to dance the sword every time I stroke the piano?"

"It seems like this a long time ago, and now I'm used to it!" Ye Chen smiled and danced his sword again.

This year, Ye Chen's parents also moved here from the city.

The dull days passed day by day, and the dull was like a pool of stagnant water, without waves.

The apricot and plum tree in front of the small courtyard has been counted high unconsciously, and the spring goes to autumn, and the sunset dyes the apricot and plum red.

In this year, Ye Chen's father had an old illness and unfortunately passed away.

A lonely grave stood in the courtyard, and in the dead of night, Ye Chen always sat in front of the grave with a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts, recalling the scenes of his childhood. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )