"Okay!" Aiden Jing was very happy when he heard this. He prepared a famous piano in his small study, just waiting for Jun Qing to open his heart and be willing to play a piece of music. Unfortunately, he had never heard it, let alone this one. The sound of jade flute.
Ethan Mu glanced at Aiden Jing who was inexplicably excited, smiled helplessly, and put the green jade flute to his pale lips.
The moonlit night is quiet, the sound of the flute is whimpering, with a sense of eternal desolation. Slowly, like the wind passing through the forest sea; ups and downs, like the moon reflecting on the clear river.
Aiden Jing didn't understand music very well, but that didn't prevent him from understanding the music, because his eyes never left the flute player for a moment. The moonlight fell on the light blue gauze, and the slender hands were pressed on the long jade flute. I felt that those hands were warmer than jade.
The sparkling light in the river illuminated that handsome face. Accompanied by the sound of the flute, Aiden Jing seemed to see a blue phoenix dancing under the moon, circling in the forest, soaring ninety thousand miles up...
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