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Chapter 1623

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Long Siye had told Gu Xijiu about this before. Gu Xijiu had already broken up with Di Fuyi at that time. She did not expect that Di Fuyi would still save Long Siye.

Later on, she realized that Long Siye was a heaven's gift disciple. As The Lord, Di Fuyi had always been protective of heaven's gift disciples. Of course, he did not treat Long Siye because of her.

No matter who Di Fuyi did it for, Gu Xijiu was glad that he could get rid of Long Fan. She was happy for Long Siye too.

In the past five months, she and Long Siye had met a few times and even had drinks together twice. At that time, Long Siye had never tried to persuade her and had only accompanied her.

It was useless for others to advise him. He could only rely on the person himself to slowly walk out of it.

Gu Xijiu was still very self-disciplined. She did not want to cry in front of others no matter how sad she was.

When he felt extremely uncomfortable, he would find a secluded place to sit quietly for a night. He was like a wounded little beast that only wanted to lick his wounds in a secluded place to make himself stronger.

"Xijiu, why don't you sing and dance for me?" Long Siye suggested as he did not want the atmosphere to be so boring.

He excitedly took out a guqin and said, "I can play for you."

Gu Xijiu did not reject him. "Alright!"

Gu Xijiu began to sing with the melody of the guzheng,

That year, the streets were in the midst of spring. Riding on horseback, the misty rain was like a dream.

Sheltering from the rain under the eaves, looking into a pair of deep eyes

Like a breeze with fine snow on Mount Hua

The drizzle is cool, the wind blows, the fragrance is hazy

My heart throbbed for a moment, as if your gentle sword edge had passed by gracefully

Was the word 'love' written empty? Every stroke was considered as a gift …

Long Siye's hand paused for a moment. She was singing 'A Taoist Friend of mine'. Perhaps this song was particularly suitable for her mood, so she sang it very carefully.

However, I could only fake a smile and pretend to be calm as I listened to those sentimental words.

If I don't look at your familiar face, I'll just drink in silence and be indifferent …

Outside the mountain gate, the snow brushed past and the white clothes melted at the fingertips. Carrying a long sword on his back, he wondered where he should go in the vast Jianghu.

This life was like a joke, even mocking himself.

Wishful thinking had no end to it. If you were already of one heart with him, why would you make me misunderstand your feelings?

Could it be that you're actually moved by seeing me in a daze?

Fortunately, after drifting in the mortal world for so many years, his heart was already riddled with holes.

Why would I be afraid of you using your fickleness to add a crack to the blade? It would not hurt, so it was better to bury the past in the wind.

The melodious sound of the zither and the melodious singing drifted in the gazebo.

Gu Xijiu smiled and sang while holding a chopstick in her hand and knocking on the glass of wine.

It was obviously a very sad song, but when she sang it, it sounded like an iron horse with a golden spear. After she finished singing this song, she seemed to be in the mood to sing. She sang one song after another.

Not only did she sing, but she also danced along with the music.

Outside the pavilion, snowflakes were flying, and inside the pavilion, shadows were dancing.

Her singing and dancing skills were superb. Di Fuyi forbade her from singing and dancing in front of others after he saw her performance. He said that she should only sing and dance for him. Otherwise, he would be jealous.

Now that she had completely severed all ties with him, no matter who she sang or danced for, he would not stop her, nor did he have the right to stop her. She could finally enjoy herself!

She sang one song after another, and Long Siye played the accompaniment for her.

His skills in the zither had obviously improved in the past few years. Although a song could not attract hundreds of birds to dance, it could still make the listeners intoxicated.

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