Rebirth from Another World: Creating a Happy Life

In recent days, Lan Si has always been unable to sleep well at night. There are many reasons for this, all of which are scratching her.

The first is the Starlight Circus, Yi Meier's father has always given it to herself with Yi Meier. He trusts himself, hoping that he can inherit his last wishes, continue to open the circus, take care of Yi Meier, this little girl

But what about yourself? Like Yi Meier, there is no business talent. After the circus has reached his own hands, it will become more and more declined. If there are not a group of loyal people supporting it behind, I am afraid that it will not be able to operate.

And Yi Meier, he did not take good care of himself. In the past, the plump round face became a sharp chin.

I can't help telling people to feel distressed. If she can, I really hope that she will stand on the stage beautifully, singing for love, not singing for life.

There are three orcs, if they are not arrested, they do not know that they are orcs. They are hardworking and frugal, and work hard. What are the faults?

Knowing where they are now, whether they are in danger, Lan Si is very worried.

After thinking for a while, I couldn't sleep anymore, and I was sitting up. I saw Yi Meier's leg stretching outside the quilt. Lan Si laughed and covered her legs into the quilt.

What did you see, he smiled twice, and said, "It's delicious, and then I continue to sleep. [

Lan Si was sleepy, covering Yi Meier around her, but she wore a piece of clothes, and she was so embarrassed at the outside moonlight.

At this time, I heard the sound of whimy whip.

At first, the sound was not loud, as the night wind was slim. The sound was intermittent, as if the woman cried softly in the quiet night. Floating suddenly, with an inexplicable sadness.

Then, the sound became real, and the sorrowful song was leaked in the moonlight, blowing in the wind, which moved the heart of Lan silk.

I have never heard such a sound, low, sad, but clear, and slowly flowing in the air. Pulling the deepest string of the bottom of my heart.

Listening again, I feel that the voice is natural, simple, such as the water out of the hibiscus, and there is no carving. It is so pure that it seems to be not stained with a little impurities. Although there are endless sadness, they touch the hearts of people softly and bring a one to bring one.

The great soothing power of the stock. As if listening to it, my heart became quiet, the sadness was precipitated, and I couldn't help chewing the taste of life.

Attracted by the sound of wind flute, Lan Si finally couldn't help but get up. Find the sound.

The voice was not far away, just in front of the tent of the circus. Someone ordered a bonfire there, and played a song that had never been heard at himself with an unknown musical instrument.

The man looked at his back. The shoulders were narrow and his back was very straight. He should be a man, not as tall as an adult man, and was curved. He felt a kind of long hair.

There are no other West mainland men tied up behind their heads with a thin rope, and they are casually put on the shoulders. Two rounds of moonlight are like water. Sprinkle on the hair and dye a layer of red silver.

I can't see the original color.

That man didn't know his arrival, and he was still playing quietly. Lan Si only felt that his back and night were natural, and he dared not make a little sound.

Listen quietly.

It is still the kind of fresh and simple, clean and transparent song, absorbing a faint moonlight, gently floating in the air in the silent night, bringing a sad and illusory feeling.

The kind of powerful power of people's hearts. Lan Si listened quietly. I only felt that although the song was sad, it was full of hopes. On the reality, the desperate indifferent heart could be moved by this sound.

The song is still blowing, and it has gradually changed. The content has changed. In the middle, Lan Si saw that the two sides of the fresh and angry horses confronted each other.

The light of light without a little warmth was reflected. The war horse was breathing, and the nose was restlessly, and the white fog under the cold winter from the nostril.

Then people moved with the horse, rushing together on both sides to tear, people were calling, horses were screaming, and short soldiers were handed over.

At the same time, the sad cry of women's sadness and crying in horror by children, weaving into a sad background sound.

The battle gradually subsided as people fell, and the crying cry of sadness became clear and visible, and became the main theme. The sound of the battle became an incompetent end.

The warframe is full of cracks shields and broken blades, covered with earth.

Human voices gradually faded, and the remaining unknown songs were still blowing slowly, and the circulation of the cold wind, as if you could see the flag of hunting and inserting it in the battlefield, telling the most gentle story.

How many people fell, how many people died, how many families were dead, how many widows shed tears, and how many children woke up at night. They would only cry and find the no longer father?

When I woke up with a dream, Lan Si felt that she had already burst into tears, and the heavy sad sadness in my heart was breathing.

But when the man drew his head, he seemed to sink in his own song, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

In the moon, the two sitting up and one stop, they were stunned.

For a long time, the man stood up and seemed to leave. [[

The sound of Blue Silk's instinct: "Please stay!"

"Who?" The man asked, really a man, his voice was old and weird, with a strange tone.

"Hello, I am Blue Silk Winter. What is your song called?" What is this song? "

The man's upper body trembled for a while, as if to hold back, he dragged the weird tone after a while: "Brave

What is the brave heart? It is really a beautiful name. Just like the tail sound, even if it is sad, he insists on encouraging people's hearts, brave, not defeated by the war.

Life grows in sadness, rebuilding the homeland in the ruins, becoming the whole song, not a highlight, but it is the most memorable part.

Lan Si was eager to run over, and said, "Please teach me!"

"Don't come!" The man drank: "Just stay there."

Lan Si stopped, looking at the man's back, and once again: "Please teach me!"

The man groaned and asked, "Do you really want to learn?"

Lan silk nodded, and felt that the man couldn't see himself with his back, and said, "I want to learn!"

"Why? It is not easy to learn this. I learned for half a month ---- Only half of my life."

Lan Si didn't hear too much, just said sincerely: "I will learn how long it is spent! Learn this song, learn the instrument you play. You can satisfy me.

I will learn them with the most devout heart. "

"Why?" The man asked again.

Lan Si said: "Back to play, I have a wish since I was a child, that is, singing to everyone, singing my dream, my wishes, I have brought joy and thinking with singing. I have liked singing since I was a child.

Fortunately, it can bring people happiness, happiness, but also reflect on, think about the life I have passed. In the past, this is ideal.

Finally hear the music that can touch the soul. So, please be considerate of the singer's heart, ask me, Lan Si, please! "

The man was on the back of the blue silk, and he seemed a little moving. He said after half a noise: "Okay, I will teach you. Come here every night, keep it alone. Remember, don't want to see my looks!"

Lan Si was ecstatic, respectfully: "Blue Silk keeps remembered your instructions and dare not forget."

The man nodded with satisfaction, jumped up suddenly, his clothes fluttered, and only the bonfire was erratic.

A little on the roof, the big birds generally rolled away, leaving only the strange musical instrument and a roll of sheepskin on the bonfire.

Lan Si rushed to the past, carefully accepted the music, expanded the sheepskin, but it was two tunes, one was brave heart, and the other called Bonnie.

Lan Si moved inexplicably, hurried back to the room, climbing into the bed and holding sheepskin rolls, I felt that the night was too illusory and unreal. Such tunes were heard.

Things. It's just that the sheepskin roll in her hand reminds her at all times that she did happen, not fake.

On this night, Lan Si finally fell asleep again.

On the other side, Xu Yan secretly opened the account and was hit by the cold war. He shook his whole body and screened the bran as the moonlight crawling in, and touched the four young men to sleep.

As soon as I lay down, I got up again, and I spit out a gold coin from my mouth. Holding the gold coin in the moonlight, there was blood on it.

Tongue.[

Xu Yan stared at the gold coin and smiled bitterly: "You ***! Sure enough to pretend to be B. You only bit your tongue once, and install it next time.

The words: "Want to sing to everyone, bring joy and happiness, uh, a great dream. But ... why do she always call me? You, you, hear the goose bumps all over the body

Crazy dance ... Damn, almost smiling in the field. "

Thinking that I still have to teach the blue silk to learn Irish elbow cream, and the brave heart and the two tunes of Bangni, Xu Yan's completely big head! ~!