Qiu Zijun felt a little sad and sad.

"Sorry! Master Qiu!"

When Luo Jiaojiao saw Qiu Zijun's face appearing sad, she realized how rude she had just now.

"Not hindrance! It's all over! Let's go back to the house and sit and wait!"

Qiu Zijun didn't want Luo Jiaojiao to feel uneasy, so she could only cheer up.

Bo Langjun and the other two returned to their house and sat down to have tea.

Qiu Zijun remained silent because of her poor mood.

Bo Langjun read the strange book again. Luo Jiaojiao felt bored, so she fell asleep while drinking tea for a while.

Qiu Zijun took off his cloak and covered Luo Jiaojiao. He walked to the window and looked at the peach tree planted by his grandmother in the garden.

The past is vivid in his mind, which makes him even more obsessed with others.

It was late at night and there was a faint mist outside.

Qiu Zijun closed the window gently, then turned around and said:

"Let's sleep! Maybe I won't hear the sound of the flute tonight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, and a faint sound of flute came...
Chapter completed!