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Xuan sat on the chair and said, "put the medicine here first. I'll take it myself later. You can go down. "

"Young master You... "

Xiao Feng was eager to speak.

But dazzle waved, small maple had to retreat.

The wind outside the window, slowly blowing the window screen, beige fringes, Pa Pa Pa, blowing pearl color Tulle

In his dark eyes, he was stained with gold by the setting sun. It was warm as if the tide was overflowing, and the deep treasure shells emerged

He gets up, photocopies like a butterfly, and flies infinitely.

He opened the door, alone, escorted by the setting sun Gradually far away

The Cape of the white butterfly shadow was submerged by the light of the setting sun all over the sky.

At sunset, a golden net has locked the whole Windsor Castle, but the moon, which has not yet formed in the sky, has become the only fish that has missed the net. The bright moon is swimming in the mid air, its graceful step, and the corner of its mouth is rising slightly at 45 degrees.

A gust of mischievous wind broke in through the golden net, dancing around the corner of pure snow.

For a moment, the young man in white seemed to fly with the wind. His sleeves were blown up by the wind, and his wings were sound.

Windsor Park, forest lake park, there is a milky Steinway piano.

It stands still, in the soft and bright golden powder of the sunset, in the early moon, it quietly waiting for the arrival of the master.

Thin as water, the curtain opened at the moment when the piano box was opened.

Xiuyu ice fingers, in the black and white keys, light as flying Ling down.

Is it the collision of pearls and jades, or the conversation between soul and soul, otherwise, why the moon will become particularly bright and pure due to the arrival of this young man.

Moonlight border is the border of dream flying. It is also the desire and protection of love.

Taking a walk outdoors, Shuluo and Jerome follow the music of the piano and walk into Windsor Park. The grass is green and the flowers are fragrant.

The snowsuit boy in the moonlight, with his eyes closed, was completely trapped in the smooth moonlight dream.

At the moment, the moonlight is so soft that people are heartbroken and intoxicated.

No one wanted to disturb him, so they sat on a stone not far away to listen. The twins, like before, were still back to back, counting the stars that were about to appear in the sky

However, the piano timbre is too enchanting and cold, is it because the gains and losses of love hover in pieces, or is it because of the ups and downs of desire and disappointment

Jerome leaned on Shuluo's body and felt drowsy. Anyway, as long as he listened to the soft and soothing music, he wanted to sleep.

Whenever he was irritable and wanted to lose his temper, Shuluo's harp came in handy; as soon as his younger brother played it, he immediately looked like a fat pig and fell asleep - what a happy rice bug life.

Shuluo looks at dazzle, his light blue eyes are permeated with the waves of love from the waterside pavilions - why is the music so lonely and quiet.

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