
From the moment Xia Wanyuan lifted the silk cloth, Chen Yun's heart had died. She did not know what Xia Wanyuan was doing, but she knew that Xia Wanyuan would be dragged again to be criticized and reprimanded.
Then, Xia Wanyuan started playing the zither. As the melodious sound of the zither came out, Chen Yun's dead heart thought, "I can still be saved, really."
After Xia Wanyuan finished playing, Chen Yun, like everyone else in the live broadcast, was immersed in the world Xia Wanyuan created for them with music.
Chen Yun was a manager. Even though he did not know much about music, he had good taste and knew what kind of music was good.
Using emotions to immerse oneself in music and using sound as a brush, one can create a world in a few minutes of music. Furthermore, one can bring the person who listens to the song into this world. Such a song is of high quality.
And he had just seen this spiritual essence in Xia Wanyuan, who was once a useless person.
When he saw the comment praising Xia Wanyuan, Chen Yun was so excited that he bit his instant noodle spoon.
Xia Yu did not expect Xia Wanyuan to know how to play the zither. Even though he didn't know music, he still found it fun.
The live broadcast was bustling and filled with aftershocks left behind by Xia Wanyuan. The popularity of Ruan Nian's live broadcast next door had long been eclipsed by Xia Yu.
Xia Yu was still continuing the live broadcast. After all, Xia Wanyuan had only agreed on two hours of guest time with the platform. Including the time he spent playing games and playing the piano, it was already over. Xia Wanyuan pushed open the door and walked out.
After staring at her phone screen for a long time and playing the zither for a while, Xia Wanyuan felt a little bored, so she went down to the manor garden to sit down.
The park was filled with flowing water that flowed at night. It was already late spring, and many flowers had already withered. The young fruits began to stick out their heads.
The air is less sweet and has only a slight green color when the night breeze blows occasionally.
It's been a while since he's played the zither. The Feng Xiqin that Uncle Wang found was indeed a good zither. As Xia Wanyuan touched it, she felt her mind connected to the ancient zither.
The deep historical feeling of the zither made Xia Wanyuan even more adept at playing the song. But at the same time, because of this ancient feeling, it aroused the loneliness that Xia Wanyuan had long buried in her heart.
How could he fully adapt to that? She was born in the Xia Dynasty and raised in the Xia Dynasty. His younger siblings, whom he relied on to survive, were all in the Xia Dynasty. His teachers and friends were all in the Xia Dynasty.
However, in this era a thousand years later, there are records of previous dynasties. Only the Xia Dynasty seemed to have been erased from the history books, without a trace.
It was as if the entire Xia Dynasty was a dream that only existed in his mind. But he knew it wasn't a dream.
After arriving here, he borrowed the bodies of others to be reborn. With the cute Xiao Bao accompanying her, she did not seem so lonely, but she always felt that she was drifting away from this world.
Sometimes, when he was in a daze, he would think about why God sent him to the modern world. This era is quite advanced and open. No need for him.
He was the one who had disrupted the future by accident. He has received the original owner's son, career, family, entered the entertainment industry, filmed films, and followed the path of the original owner. Because from the bottom of his heart, it seemed like he had never found his own way.
Originally, he had experienced modern life and had been preoccupied with all sorts of work. He did not expect that the zither today would bring out the deepest confusion in his heart.
After Xia Wanyuan left the live broadcast, Jun Shiling walked out of the study and saw her walking into the gazebo in the park from afar.
Looking at Xia Wanyuan, who was sitting alone in the pavilion, for some reason, Jun Shiling felt as if his entire body was filled with loneliness, it was as if he was a white plum on a mountain peak that had been temporarily blinded by the gust of wind.
Jun Shiling inevitably walked towards the gazebo.
Xia Wanyuan was leaning against the fence, staring at the full moon in the sky, wondering if the moon was the only one in the world who knew about the Xia Dynasty.
Is this the same month I saw a thousand years ago when I held the hands of my brothers after my parents?
Jun Shiling's voice suddenly came from behind. Xia Wanyuan turned around. The jacket with Jun Shiling's warmth was already covering him.
There was still warmth in the jacket, as if it had dispelled the chill in Xia Wanyuan's heart.
"Are you not busy?" Xia Wanyuan adjusted her coat.
"You're not happy." Jun Shiling was an expert at seeing people's hearts. Furthermore, when Xia Wanyuan turned around now, her cold eyes made Jun Shiling have a ridiculous thought, If I don't stop Xia Wanyuan, this person might disappear.
"Little." Xia Wanyuan did not bother to exchange pleasantries with Jun Shiling.
"M." Jun Shiling did not investigate any further and sat on a chair not far from Xia Wanyuan.
The two did not speak further. Since Xia Wanyuan did not say anything, Jun Shiling did not investigate further. Xia Wanyuan sat back in her previous position and leaned against the fence, staring at the full moon in the sky. Some dark clouds drifted, temporarily hiding the bright moon. The world looks a little dim.
After a long while, Xia Wanyuan suddenly spoke.
"Jun Shiling, what are you living for?"
Jun Shiling looked at Xia Wanyuan. Under the light, Xia Wanyuan's side profile was extremely beautiful and hazy. The usually graceful and beautiful woman actually looked a little helpless and confused.
"I was born to be the successor of the Jun family." Jun Shiling's heavy voice sounded. Xia Wanyuan looked at Jun Shiling.
"But I never knew what I was living for. The Jun Family will continue to operate even after someone else takes over."
Xia Wanyuan's eyes widened slightly. He had always felt that Jun Shiling was extremely disciplined. He always had his own principles when he did things, as if he was persistent and had steel bones. However, such a person said that he did not know why he was alive.
"You don't believe me?" Jun Shiling looked at Xia Wanyuan deeply.
"I'm ready." Xia Wanyuan nodded. Jun Shiling had such abilities. No matter what he said, others would think that he was reliable and sincere.
"But I know now." Jun Shiling withdrew his gaze from Xia Wanyuan and frowned, hiding the overwhelming heat.
"What's that?" Xia Wanyuan pressed down, but Jun Shiling did not speak any further.
"But on the road ahead, there will be an answer to everything." After a while, Jun Shiling looked up. His eyes were as clear as ever, but as deep as a mountain.
"M." Although Jun Shiling only said a few words, Xia Wanyuan felt as if she had instilled a lot of strength in him.
Even if Jun Shiling just stood there, he made people feel that even if the sky collapsed, he would not let the sky fall on him at all.
Perhaps its ability to make people feel at ease which made the usually vigilant Xia Wanyuan lower her vigilance in front of her.
The dark clouds on the horizon slowly disappeared. The bright moonlight shone on the ground again, gently illuminating the path the nightwalkers took.
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Don't Forget to Leave a Trace.
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