Chapter 1016: A Thousand Years

Every day, various forces come to visit with different purposes. The eldest lady in the family who has a lot of money and has not left the court will come to sit down, hoping to win the favor of Mr. Yun and rise to the sky.

The whole Yunzhuang became lively, and there was an endless stream of people coming every day. This made Yun Zhu feel gradually impatient, but no one could see his impatience. Everyone just thought that he was still like a young master. There is no mistake in dealing with people, coupled with her outstanding appearance and personal charm, every young lady who comes will be involuntarily immersed in the fantasy of marrying Mr. Yun.

The entire Yunzhuang has become a place that everyone flocks to, and it is becoming more and more lively day by day.

In the midst of busy things, Yunzhu simply left it alone and came alone under the tree in the long future, enjoying a moment of tranquility, and the noisy noise finally left.

Above his head, a familiar voice came.

"Hey, aren't you tired?"

He opened his eyes and saw the man hanging on the tree with his head hanging down.

The playful yet sympathetic look on her face made him feel uncomfortable and move away from him/

She jumped down from the tree and said, "Do you play the piano?"

Yunzhu just paused for a moment, then silently began to play with the guzheng.

But after the song, she frowned slightly.

"Your music is messed up, you have something on your mind, and you can't calm down."

When this sentence reached his ears, he was calm. For the first time, someone could understand his music.

"Ah, your piano sound is not good today."

It was also the first time... someone criticized his piano sound so directly.

But he wasn't unhappy at all, but was in a happy mood.

The woman in front of him had eyes that were as clean and penetrating as the sky. They were different from the people he had seen. Those who came to visit her had calculations and plans in their eyes without exception.

That's why he was exhausted.

That's why he had such a trace of concern in his heart.

But now, this clean person appeared again. Just when he thought he wouldn't care, he appeared again. This time, he completely aroused his emotions.

The woman also reached out and touched his piano and said, "You are very tired, so I'm sorry for your piano."

Yunzhu just opened the corner of his mouth gently and said: "Girl, who are you?"

The first time was when he took the initiative to find out a person's name and know who she was.

But she gave it away and said: "Who am I? I don't know who I am. Just think of me as a stranger, Master."

He was stunned for a moment, he... was he rejected?

The first proactive inquiry was rejected.

Does she know who she is?

"Pfft."

The woman laughed.

"What's your expression? Is this the first time that the dignified owner of Yunzhuang has been rejected?"

"you know me."

The woman did not deny it and said: "You have taken in many refugees. Yunzhuang has always had a good reputation. What's more, Mr. Yun is the dream man of many girls. Of course I know that."

At this point, his interest was piqued.

The woman paused and said, "You are a good person."

Yunzhu has heard countless praises and good words about him, but he has never heard such comments.

Good guy?

Is he a good person?

"You are a good person, but you are not a happy person. No, to be precise, you are not happy at all. In fact, you don't have to smile when you don't want to."

The woman didn't seem to know how earth-shattering her words were, nor what kind of turmoil her words set off in his heart.

Yunzhu has always remembered this sentence, remembering her saying that you don’t have to smile when you don’t want to.

"I'm leaving. The troubled times... are about to begin. I still have a lot of things to do. Maybe I will never hear you play the piano again."

After leaving these words, the woman disappeared.

He stood for a long time before going back.

From then on, everyone in the village found that the owner, who they had always been very similar to, gradually became like the same person.

Yes, there are people with joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Originally, after the death of the former owner's wife, Yun Zhu's mother, their young owner seemed to be a perfect person, but how could there be a perfect person in the world? This makes many servants feel that the young master is not like a human being, but more like a perfect machine educated by his wife.

But now, the young master can look like a human being.

He began to reject people he didn't want to see, and also rejected countless good intentions that he didn't want to accept. More importantly, he had his own meaning.

If the original Yun Zhu was the lover in girls' dreams, then the current Mr. Yun is an unattainable person.

He is still very gentle, but this gentleness is no longer indiscriminate, and even his calm and unruffled eyes have become more lively.

Everyone in Yunzhuang was happy for the young master from the bottom of their hearts, but they also began to worry about the important events in his life.

But he doesn't know when, a beautiful figure has quietly lived in his heart. When dreams come back, what often appears in his dreams is that smiling face. That smile is so warm, so warm. Makes you want to catch it.

He began to take time to go under the tree every day, but day after day, the figure did not appear.

Another year has passed.

Troubled times are getting even more chaotic.

Yunzhuang stopped accepting more refugees, and he began to consciously train new successors. He would still go to the peach blossom tree every day.

Until one day, after a year, he saw her again.

She smelled of blood.

"Oh, I'm sorry, this is not my blood. I didn't remember to change my clothes before I came here. I just passed by here and turned around. I didn't expect you were really here."

As he stood there, he suddenly felt that the blood stains were extremely annoying.

"You seem to have changed."

The woman looked at him up and down and said this.

And he pursed his lips and said nothing.

The woman smiled and said, "Do you still play the piano?"

She looked at the piano. It seemed to be dusty and had not been touched for some time.

"Can you play it for me?"

He finally sat down, the piano sounded, and the woman sat on the tree and listened quietly, with a look of exhaustion on her face, as if she had experienced a lot of things.

He wanted to explore, but he didn't ask. He just pressed the strings and opened it according to the familiar actions in his memory.

After the song ended, the lingering sound lingered.

He opened his mouth again and asked: "Who are you."

The breeze blew gently, blowing her hair up, and she once again raised her familiar smile. The familiar arc, the more familiar the warmth.

This time, she finally had an answer.

"Han Fei, my name is Han Fei."

This name has been engraved in my heart since then and can no longer be erased. Even if it lasts for a thousand years, it cannot be erased.