Hearing the sound and words, the young man was slightly startled. After a while, he smiled slightly and replied: "No, just for my own entertainment."
The night wind seemed to be filled with smiles, and the originally suppressed thoughts suddenly became bright and cheerful, just asking for a friend.
The night fog is hazy, and there is only silence in the mountains. It seems that I am recalling the sound of the flute just now, and seems to be waiting for the flute to play again.
The cold phoenix eyes opened, the corners of the robe were raised slightly, and the black figure moved slowly in the bamboo forest, leaving silently without any footsteps.
"Your Excellency, please stay. If you don't mind, I will give this song to you." The young man's voice overflowed again. I don't know whether this song is for self-entertainment or an excuse to leave a close friend.
The sound of the flute started playing again, lingering in the bamboo forest.
The black figure stopped, his cold eyes were hidden under his eyes, and his hair was slightly raised, falling down from his shoulders and floating in the night wind.
The sound of the flute is clear and melodious, broad and casual. It washes away the depression and heaviness just now, and seems to have left behind thousands of worries. The wind is clear and the moon is bright. It seems like walking in the mountains, picking lotus in the pond, and fishing by the stream.
, painting under the forest.
The moonlight is like water, the sky is full of stars, and the night mist is gathering slowly. This song is very long. I don’t know if it’s because the night is too long, or I just can’t bear to stop.
Perhaps after a long, long time, the sound of the flute gradually dissipated, leaving only the remaining sound echoing in the mountains.
The young man sighed slightly. He could no longer find the black figure just now, leaving a deserted place. He was left playing the flute alone.
Night, deep.
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Today is the annual opening ceremony of Lance College. All the teachers and students of the school will be present, and even Qingming City is in a commotion.
Jinlan Garden.
The genius was slightly bright. Wu Yue, as the tutor of the department, got up early. He put on the plain robe from the day before yesterday. It was a robe worn by ordinary illusionists. It was elegant and light, and had the demeanor of a high-level illusionist.
"Student Feili, Student Dongfang, and Student Hanyue, get up! We all have to attend the opening ceremony!" Wu Yue shouted at the top of her voice in the courtyard.
The sound traveled to the back mountain and bounced back, leaving a long echo.
Before the echo dissipated, the door of a room in the north opened, revealing a handsome face with indifference and eyes like clear springs.
"Student Feili is still more efficient. I came out as soon as I shouted." Wu Yue said to Feng Feili upstairs.
"Wu Yue deserves the award." Feng Feili smiled lightly, but this time he did not add the word mentor.
Then, the door of another room opened. Jing Hao walked out of the room and immediately looked at the last room to the west. The door was still closed.
"Classmate Dongfang has also gotten up, and only classmate Hanyue is left. I didn't see her yesterday. Is she sick?" Wu Yue was about to go to the west to call someone in person.
At this moment, the door to the last room on the west opened.
She was still wearing a black cloak, the brim of her hat was pushed down very low, her face was covered with black gauze, the corners of her robe were slightly raised, her steps were neither slow nor tight, elegant and calm.
After Ye Chen closed the door, he followed her at the same pace as before.
Jing Hao was pleasantly surprised and rubbed his eyes. He saw it right. Student Han Yue finally came out.
Feng Feili stopped for a moment, and a flash of doubt and surprise flashed in her eyes. It turned out to be the person from last night.
"Classmate Hanyue, don't hide in your room all day long. Go out and play more. It's good for your physical and mental health. Look at how lively Classmate Dongfang is and how friendly Classmate Fei Li is. Make an appointment to go out and play together some other time..."
Wu Yue talked endlessly, but Qiongying didn't even look at him.