In Qingzhou Lake, there are endless cruise ships and boats, and a woman stands outside the boat, enjoying the beautiful scenery of fireworks.

When I turned my eyes inadvertently, I saw the young man on the lakeside. His long fluttering hair, which instantly turned white, turned into silver, dancing with the wind, and his eyes became fascinated.

I saw that the young man had a slender figure and outstanding temperament. He was an extremely handsome man. He stood there casually, as if he was integrated with the beautiful scenery, regardless of each other, but his figure standing there seemed so lonely.

"What a handsome young man." Many tourists noticed the young man on the shore. Could it be that the white hair appeared at that moment was a magic trick?

"What are you looking at?" A young man on a cruise ship walked to the bow and looked at the woman standing there. He looked along the woman's gaze and saw Ye Futian's figure. Seeing that face and temperament, even as a man, he felt a faint jealousy.

"He cried and turned gray for a moment. I don't know who it was for?" the woman said softly.

"Maybe it's a magic trick." The man smiled unanimously. He took out a piece of clothes and draped it on the woman's body, and whispered: "It's cold outside, go in."

"Yeah." The woman nodded, withdrew her gaze reluctantly, and then entered the pleasure boat.

Many people in the lake looked at Ye Futian. A bold woman smiled and said, "Young Master, come up and sit?"

However, I saw that the young man didn't seem to have a look at her, and was still standing there alone, feeling bored, so I rowed and left.

Ye Futian sat cross-legged by the lake, took out a guqin, and played the piano music in front of the lake.

A very simple piano piece has no power, only artistic conception, and the melodious sound of the piano seems to be integrated into this picture. There is no sadness, no tears, only joy, as if depicting a very beautiful picture, which is the creeping love of a young girl, pure and beautiful.

In the artistic conception of the piano music, many people actually feel that they have traveled through time and space, returned to the youthful era, and remembered their youthful love. This young man who plays the piano music must have a deep story.

At the end of the song, Ye Futian got up and left, and walked back to the yard.

For a while later, Ye Futian and Hua Fengliu had their lives particularly peaceful. Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin sat in the yard every day to bask in the sun, played piano music, and rarely went out to walk around, as if they had really lived a secluded life. They never mentioned Hua Jieyu, and no one wanted to mention it, nor did they dare to mention it.

I can only rely on time to smooth out the pain.

Ye Futian's life is also simple and regular. He sat in the yard and chatted with his teacher's wife every day, and went for a walk on the shore of Qingzhou Lake at night, and even practiced as if he was thrown away by him.

Time passed day by day, and everyone living in the yard next to him met Hua Fengliu and others. On that day, outside the yard, an old man knocked on the door and walked in, smiling at Hua Fengliu and said, "Every day I listen to you playing the piano music, it has gradually become a habit. How could people like you come to Qingzhou City?"

The old man has also experienced some wind and frost. He went out when he was young and met some great figures in the Dharma Realm of Heaven, but none of them did not have the temperament of Hua Fengliu. Although he is old, he can guess that these people are not simple.

"Sit down, old man." Hua Fengliu said. The old man was not polite, and sat in the yard with Hua Fengliu and the others.

"When you are old, you will go back to your hometown." Hua Fengliu responded to the old man's previous question with a smile.

"Well, this small island in Qingzhou City is quiet." The old man smiled and said, "Brother Jun, you are your son. He is so handsome that he is very handsome."

Hua Fengliu smiled and did not deny it. Ye Futian was indeed like his biological child to them.

"But the young man was old and didn't know what he had experienced. I didn't ask much. If there was really something unsolvable, the days would pass." The old man advised, living next to him. He often heard the sound of the piano here. Although it was quiet, it was sad. The family was afraid that there would be a story, so he came to persuade him.

"Thank you, Mr. Hua Fengliu nodded.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore." The old man said and left the courtyard. Hua Fengliu sighed.

These days, Ye Futian's hair has turned white every day. He is fashionable and has black hair in Qingzhou City, but now he has white hair as snow.

How sad it would be for a young man to have a white hair.

Now, Hua Fengliu doesn't want anything else. His greatest hope is that good news will come in the Supreme Saint Dao Palace. He does not want the person who suddenly comes one day to force Ye Futian away.

He had lost his beloved daughter, and if this disciple who regarded him as his own had something to do, he would not dare to think about it.

Qingzhou Lake has always been one of the most popular places in Qingzhou City. Ye Futian would come to the lakeside every day and play a piano piece by the lakeside. Before he knew it, a while had passed. There was no movement in Jiuzhou, and of course he didn't think about it.

During this period, many people who like to visit the lake have heard that a white-haired young man would play by the lake every day. It is said that he was very handsome, with a young man as handsome as jade, and a jade tree in the wind. His head was as snow-like silver hair, coupled with his temperament, made the woman intoxicated.

These days, there are often women in the fireworks land who want to invite the young man as a guest in the curtain, but the other party never glances at it.

Therefore, there are many rumors about this white-haired young man now. Some people say that he may be missing his old friend and missing his first love, which is why he is like this.

Some people also say that perhaps it was betrayed by the beloved woman and was too sad, so they could only miss the good times in the past, indulge in it, and were unwilling to get out.

However, no one has recognized him. Although he was once very famous in Qingzhou City, and even caused the Qingzhou City earthquake to be earthquake-changed, time has passed. He has been around for more than ten years since he came to Qingzhou City. Those who have heard of him may not know him. Even if he has seen him from afar, he may not be able to recognize him now.

On this day, Qingzhou Lake was still so beautiful. In the lake, there was a small boat flowing along the lake water. On the small boat, there was a pair of beautiful men. The man was handsome and extraordinary, over thirty years old, with a unique charm on his body. The woman was also very beautiful. Although she was already a woman, she added a bit of charm. She wore a tight red dress and perfectly supported her figure.

"Master Yang, Madam." Someone recognized the two when he passed by. It was obvious that these two were quite famous in Qingzhou City.

The Yang family and the Feng family are both top families in Qingzhou City. Yang Xiu is talented and elegant. The Feng family’s lady Feng Qingxue is the same. She is beautiful and has a good talent for cultivation. When Yang Xiu pursued Feng Qingxue for five years, many people were moved by it. In the end, the two got together and became a couple, which became a good story in Qingzhou City.

Now both Yang Xiu and Feng Qingxue are teaching in the Qingzhou Academy. Today, the Qingzhou Academy is different from before. After several changes, its overall strength is no longer the same as before. Both of them have the strength of the Dharma Realm. Feng Qingxue even went out to travel, but after returning a few years, she went to the Qingzhou Academy.

When both of them nodded and looked approachable when they saw the person who greeted him.

At this time, a piano sound came from the lakeside in the distance. When they looked towards the lakeside, they saw a white-haired figure playing the piano, and there were many people surrounding it.

"Qingxue, it is said that a wonderful man appeared on the shore of Qingzhou Lake during this period. He would play a song on the shore of the lake every day and then leave. There are many rumors about him. Some people say that he saw his hair white in one's eyes." Yang Xiu smiled and said, "And I heard that this piano player is extremely handsome. There is no match for Qingzhou City. Many women want to invite him to have a pleasure boat together. He never paid attention to it. Is it wonderful?"

"When will you like these interesting stories too?" Feng Qingxue said with a smile.

"I am also a romantic and suave person at least. This person is called a person who overshadows Qingzhou City. I'm curious to see it." Yang Xiu said with a smile.

"What if it looks better than you?" Feng Qingxue smiled.

"I can still block others from being outstanding than me, but no matter how beautiful the skin is, can I still hook my wife away?" Yang Xiu said jokingly, and the boat headed in that direction and gradually approached the lakeside.

Feng Qingxue had a casual expression and she never cared about such things. However, after listening to the piano music carefully, she gradually fell into that artistic conception. From the piano sound, she seemed to be able to feel the purity and flawlessness of her youth.

The melodious piano sound has a wonderful charm, which can carry people's thoughts through time and space. When Feng Qingxue returns to the past, she can't help but recall her youth. At that time, she was innocent and flawless, but she was also willful and ignorant. She missed someone. Although she knew that the other party no longer blamed her, she would feel a little disappointed whenever she thought of this.

Although time has faded everything, she will no longer miss her as she did when she married a woman, but occasionally she will still feel a hint of sadness. In addition, there is a trace of beauty of memories. After all, it is the most beautiful years of youth.

"This piano master has a high level of attainment in piano music." Yang Xiu praised, and was also attracted by the piano music. He looked at Feng Qingxue, but he saw that Feng Qingxue was infected by the piano music at this time and became a little curious about the person playing the piano music. The boat gradually approached, and she looked at the figure.

As the distance became shorter and the vision was clear, she felt a sense of familiarity from the figure playing with her head down.

"Is it an illusion?" Feng Qingxue thought to herself, maybe it was because of the memories Qinyin brought to her.

But for some reason, her heart couldn't calm down and was beating slightly.

The sound of the piano was still floating into her ears, and the boat was getting closer and closer. She listened quietly. For some reason, the little memories that had not appeared in her mind because of the familiarity.

Moreover, the boat was getting closer and closer, and the familiarity became stronger and stronger. Feng Qingxue's heart was beating, and she tried hard to see her face clearly under her white hair.

The young man plucked the strings of the piano with his ten fingers, and a few strands of white hair hung on his forehead, blocking his face. It was not until the sound of the piano stopped that the young man slowly raised his head.

When Feng Qingxue saw his face clearly, her heart trembled violently, and her eyes instantly turned red.

Especially when I saw the silver hair, tears could no longer be restrained.
Chapter completed!