At this moment, Tang Xiaoman was attracted by a guqin placed on the shelf.
Tang Xiaoman recognized at a glance that it was the piano that Mu Yunbai had stroked before, and he had told himself at that time that it was left to him by his fiancée.
But now that he thinks about it, his fiancée is himself in the previous life.
In other words, this piano belonged to her previous life.
This somewhat mysterious feeling made Tang Xiaoman couldn't help but reach out and touch the piano.
When her fingers lightly touched the strings on it, the touch from her fingertips made her start to pick up the strings almost as a conditioned reflex, making them make a low and somewhat plaintive sound.
"Hey Xiaoman, you can also play the guqin."
Fang Xuan came over curiously when she heard the music.
"I just played blindly."
Tang Xiaoman smiled a little awkwardly, but she also secretly wondered in her heart that she had never learned the piano, but the fingering skills just now seemed to be engraved in the depths of her memory. , it came out naturally.
Just when she was in a daze, the smallest string on the guqin suddenly broke without warning.
The quickly played strings crossed Tang Xiaoman's hand.
After a while, a red blood mark suddenly appeared on the back of her hand, and then blood beads slowly seeped out.
"Oh, Xiaoman, your hand is bleeding."
Seeing the blood pouring out from the back of Tang Xiaoman's hand, Fang Xuan screamed in anxiety and rushed out of the room to seek help from others. .
Hearing that Tang Xiaoman's hand was injured, a group of people came over again, which made Tang Xiaoman feel very embarrassed.
"Actually, it's nothing."
Tang Xiaoman showed the scabbed back of her hand to everyone, "I just scratched it lightly, not as exaggerated as Fang Xuan's shouting."
Mu Yunbai took Tang Xiaoman's hand with a serious look on his face, and after checking it carefully to make sure it was fine, he asked softly: "Did that guqin hurt you?"
When Tang Xiaoman heard this, he showed a ashamed expression.
When Mu Yunbai let him and Fang Xuan live in the house, he didn't just ask them to rummage through boxes and cabinets.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touched your things."
She lowered her head and murmured.
When Mu Yunbai heard this, he touched Tang Xiaoman's head and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about?
Didn't I tell you a long time ago that everything I have is yours?"
Fang Xuan stood behind Tang Xiaoman, touching her face exaggeratedly and saying, "Such love words are so heart-breaking to hear."
Tang Xiaoman turned around and looked at her angrily, but didn't know what to say.
"It's getting late, you should go to bed early."
Mu Yunbai pointed to his bed, which was covered with a mat, and said, "If you feel cold, there are clean beddings in the cabinet.
You two can sleep on them.
Don’t catch a cold.”
After explaining this, he picked up the guqin on the Bogu rack and walked out.
Seeing that nothing happened, the others withdrew together.
Just being disturbed like this, Tang Xiaoman was no longer sleepy.
She slept on Mu Yunbai's bed, smelling the smell of Mu Yunbai between the quilts, but she felt extremely conflicted in her heart.
She pushed Fang Xuan next to her and asked, "Do you think he will hate me because of this?"
"Ah what?"
Fang Xuan, who was already asleep, responded vaguely.
"I mean, I broke something he always regarded as a treasure, will he dislike me for this?"
Tang Xiaoman asked again.
"I don't know if he dislikes you or not.
If you keep asking questions while you're still awake, I'll start to dislike you."
Fang Xuan yawned loudly, turned over, and fell asleep again
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