The lanterns, under the moonlight, embellish the lake with sparkling waves.
Liu Shaobai took a phoenix lantern and walked around the lake, but did not see Dr. Feng.
Liu Shaobai stood under a big willow tree with a puzzled look on his face.
"It's strange. Could it be that Dr. Feng hasn't arrived yet?"
Akabane shook his feathers and said: "It's not that I didn't arrive, I probably didn't plan to come at all. Who told you to lie to others so many times? If they lie to you once, it can be regarded as a courtesy."
If it had been her, being fooled by the boss like this, she would have been so angry that she wanted to peck her alive.
Just when Liu Shaobai was about to leave, a melodious flute sound suddenly came from above her head.
The sound of the flute is very pleasant, but there is no lasting sadness. It is like the sound of wind echoing in the empty valley, which seems to be able to sweep away all the worries in people's hearts.
The moment Liu Shaobai heard the sound of the flute, his heart skipped a beat.
There are countless musicians in the world, but there are very few who can play the flute so touchingly.
Deep in her memory, there was a person who could play the most beautiful flute sound in the world.
Almost subconsciously, Liu Shaobai followed the sound.
The moment he raised his head, he suddenly saw a pure white figure sitting quietly on the willow tree.
The faint moonlight fell on the man through the gaps in the willow leaves. His face was looming under the shadow of the trees. His slender fingers held a white jade flute, and his jet-black hair fell on his pure white clothes.
The intertwining of black and white is unexpectedly pleasing to the eye.
"Elder brother..." Liu Shaobai saw the figure hidden among the shadows of the trees, and with the sound of the flute that stirred his heartstrings in his ears, he was pulled back to a long, long time ago in a daze.
Every time he returned from an outing for training, that man would always be dressed in white, sitting alone on a tree by the lake, playing the flute and admiring the moon.
Liu Shaobai's murmur seemed to interrupt the man's interest in the tree, and the sound of the flute suddenly came.
When Liu Shaobai's eyes were in a daze, the man on the tree suddenly raised his hand and brushed away the covering willow branches.
A handsome face quietly emerged from the shadow of the trees.
"Are you here?" Qingya's voice was somewhat gentle.
These three simple words made Liu Shaobai even more confused.
Ever since she learned about that person's habits, she always pretended to be a coincidence and waited by the lake in the sect.
Every time I was discovered by him, he would always say this...
Junior sister, are you here?
The person in the memory seemed to overlap with the man in front of him at this moment. Someone on the side knocked over the lantern and let out a cry of surprise, which made Liu Shaobai come back from his trance.
"Doctor Feng." Liu Shaobai looked at the man on the willow tree.
Zhu Jiuyin jumped down from the tree and landed firmly in front of Liu Shaobai's eyes. He turned his hand and pinned the jade flute behind his back.
"It's a little later than I expected." Zhu Jiuyin said.
Liu Shaobai looked at Dr. Feng's face and calmed down a little. She smiled and raised the phoenix lantern in her hand, "Aren't you going to buy a lantern and say thank you to Dr. Feng?"
"Oh? Thank me?" Zhu Jiuyin raised his eyebrows slightly.
Liu Shaobai blinked his eyes and said, "If it weren't for Dr. Feng's wonderful rejuvenation and cured my dementia, how could I have regained my sanity now?"
As soon as Liu Shaobai said these words, Chi Yu almost knelt down in front of Liu Shaobai.
