Chapter 42 Clues
But, aren’t there a lot of Italian leagues? Secretary Chu Yun remembered that Mr. Leng prepared a pair of special artificial nails for each of them. Even he had one, so it was impossible for Ji Heng not to have one.
However, he did not ask this question, and Ji Heng did not mention it either. He put on the artificial nails that Chu Yunshu had taken off and began to play.
The moonlight became clearer and as it fell on Jingyuan, it seemed even brighter than the lights in the garden.
As the night breeze caressed the ground, the moonlight danced among the branches and leaves, just like the music floating from Ji Heng's fingers, lively and beautiful.
Chu Yunshu was stunned. He looked at Ji Heng, whose half body was illuminated by the moonlight. He had deep facial features, dark eyebrows, and tightly pursed lips. Although he was handsome, his whole body exuded an unspeakable loneliness.
But he seemed to have seen the person who was always full of warmth and kindness.
…
"Jinzhi, look, the peach tree I planted for you will bloom next spring."
"Jinzhi, this is the song I composed for you, please listen, the title of the song is "Taoyao"
"Jinzhi, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Sweet words and tender affection.
Chu Yunshu never knew that one day he would be cherished so tenderly, and never thought that he could receive such pure warmth.
"Taoyao" was a song composed for him by Qi Xiubai, but he had never played it even once. He said that only Qi Xiubai could play this song and he could only play it for him.
Even if the tune is already known by heart.
But why did he never think of this piece of music again?
This song should have been ingrained in his bones and blood, so why had he never thought of it while sitting in front of the guzheng these days?
How could I forget?
Most importantly, why do we hear it again in this book? Why does Ji Heng play the piano?
Could it be that Ji Heng is Qi Xiubai?
Chu Yunshu was so frightened by this sudden thought that he stood up. His bright and dazzling face looked dull at the moment.
There were various emotions mixed together in his eyes, including shock, confusion, and disbelief. Ji Heng even saw a hint of joy and pain intertwined in them.
"Qi Xiubai?" He opened his thin lips slightly and these three words came out of his mouth again.
Ji Heng frowned slightly.
This name again, who is Qi Xiubai?
Chu Yunshu came back to his senses with a somewhat agitated expression. He tried hard to control himself, but Ji Heng still saw through it.
"Have you heard this song?" Ji Heng asked.
"Yeah." Chu Yunshu met Ji Heng's gaze and nodded, "I've heard of it, but I don't know what it's called."
Ji Heng's eyes narrowed slightly: "To be honest, I don't know what it's called either."
No one would believe it if I told him, but he dreamt of this song.
Under the influence of Grandpa Leng, Ji Heng has been learning guzheng and guqin since he was a child. He has studied for many years and has practiced thousands of music scores, but he has never seen this song before. I don’t know how he dreamed about it.
Not only did I dream about it, but I even remembered it clearly after waking up.
Just like when he woke up from a coma, a jade pendant always appeared in his mind, as if it was worn on someone's chest, and it was a man's voice, always reminding him: "Don't forget me, wait for me."
But this wait lasted for eight years.
The dream is still just a dream, but the person who wakes up can never let it go.
He also stood up, and took off his guzheng nails very gracefully, and asked Chu Yunshu casually: "Can you play it?"
Chu Yunshu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No."
He said he couldn't play this piece of music, he hadn't played it before and he wouldn't be able to play it in the future.
"Do you like acting?" The topic was changed again without warning. Chu Yunshu was stunned again, and then said against his will:
"Yeah, I like it very much."
Very good, after letting him go for so long, now you are forcing him to follow the plot?
Ji Heng didn't notice anything unusual: "So you entered the entertainment industry not only to make money, but also because you like performing?"
Chu Yunshu pursed his lips. He had just drunk tea and there were still water stains on his lips. Under the light, his lips were moist and shiny. "Hmm."
"It's getting late, you should go to bed early." The topic changed again. Chu Yunshu actually still had many doubts that had not been answered, and Ji Heng had already turned around and prepared to leave.
He had no choice but to follow him out of the pavilion. The song "Taoyao" played by Chu Yunshu was still echoing in his mind. He could almost conclude that even if Ji Heng was not Qi Xiubai, he must have some connection with the Nanyu Kingdom.
"Taoyao" and that jade pendant, it can't be just a coincidence.
It seems that if he wants to find out the connection between this world and the Kingdom of Nanyu, or to find out the reason why he traveled through the book and the purpose of the plot, he has to start with Ji Heng.
We can only start with Ji Heng. Now all the clues are on Ji Heng.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was suddenly resistance in front of me and my forehead hit it first. The force was not strong, so it didn't hurt.
But the breathing sound coming from above his head and the mint scent lingering around his nose made his heart tremble.
Chu Yunshu quickly raised his head and found that he had bumped into Ji Heng,... on the chest.
Ji Heng didn't expect Chu Yunshu to walk with his head down. He just wanted to ask Chu Yunshu about his next work arrangements, but as soon as he turned around, he bumped into his arms.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that."
To ease the embarrassment, Chu Yunshu rubbed his forehead which didn't hurt.
Although it didn't hurt, because of his fair skin, a red mark was left on his forehead. It's very obvious under the light.
Why is this guy's chest so hard?
Ji Heng's deep eyes swept across his red and smooth forehead, and he took back the words he wanted to ask.
What kind of work arrangement could there be? Zhou Yan is obviously teaming up with Lin Yang to hide Chu Yunshu and force him to submit.
"It's okay, go back and rest." This time he really left.
Until he returned to the guest room, Chu Yunshu could still seem to smell that very fresh, light mint scent. I don’t know what brand of perfume Ji Heng uses, but it smells quite nice.
Chu Yunshu stood in front of the window, looking at the trees outside the window being swayed by the moonlight, and the infinite starlight swaying into the bedroom in the night breeze.
Chu Yunshu's eyes were bright, as if he had figured out something - the plot required him to keep filming.
Every time the issue of filming was involved, he actually resisted. Even if he is a puppet emperor, he is still an emperor. Although he has accepted the modern setting, he knows that actors are no longer the same as the actors of the past.
But things that are deeply rooted in one's bones cannot be changed easily. He accepted it, but he did so out of helplessness. Once he had a chance to give up, he would not hesitate.
However, the plot does not allow him to give up, so as long as his thoughts or subsequent words and deeds pose a threat to his acting career, he will be controlled by the plot.
It seems that this play has to be performed.
Fortunately, it is easier to get close to Ji Heng in the entertainment industry, so this time the acceptance was an active one.
【Small Theater】
Ji Heng: Can you play it?
Chu Yunshu: No.
Ji Heng: Doesn’t it mean that you can learn a song after listening to it once?
Chu Yunshu: Yes, I can, but I can’t play it.
Ji Heng: ...
Xiao Zhuo: The language and culture are profound and extensive.
* Both were testing each other.
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