Another day of military training ends.

We went to the cafeteria for dinner and went back to the dormitory to take a shower. Seeing that it was still early and the sun had not set completely, Luo Ziling suddenly thought of walking around the Weiming Lake.

The impulse arose instantly, and he himself didn't know why he suddenly wanted to take a walk on the banks of Weiming Lake.

It should be a sudden expectation.

Before dark, the Weiming Lakeside was still quiet and beautiful, but Luo Ziling did not enjoy the scenery like he had been out for a long time, but walked quickly towards the lakeside, as if someone was waiting for him.

Before I could reach the island in the middle of the lake, the sound of a flute came faintly in my ears.

Although the sound is intermittent, Luo Ziling can still tell that it is the sound of a flute, and the person who plays the flute is of good quality.

As soon as he heard the sound of the flute, Luo Ziling was immediately excited as if he was injected with chicken blood.

Without hesitation, he followed the sound of the flute.

Grandpa Luo Liansheng plays a good flute and his flute is also good at playing well.

Luo Ziling also learned these skills from his grandfather, and his flute and flute were of good quality.

But what he is interested in now is not how skilled he is in playing the flute, but where the flute blower is.

On the way to leave after the sound, the sound of the flute became clearer and the music became more and more melodious.

Luo Ziling quickly realized that the flute played by this person was actually the famous song "Bi Jian Flowing Spring".

This song is based on the artistic conception depicted by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei in "Autumn Day in the Mountain". "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows on the stones. The bamboos are noisy and the washing girl is washed, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. The spring fragrance is resting at will, and the princes can stay."

The artistic conception described in this famous Tang poem makes many people yearn for it, and it is expressed in the form of music and has a unique charm.

The sound of the flute is as if you are whispering autumn to others, with joy and a little melancholy.

There was a pavilion beside the path. Luo Ziling was able to confirm that Xiao Sheng came from there, and walked towards the pavilion without hesitation.

Luo Ziling was a little surprised when he walked to the pavilion but saw no one.

The sound of the flute had stopped, and no sound came again, and he suddenly lost his direction.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Ziling walked through the pavilion and subconsciously walked along the grass by the lake towards Liu Meng's dense direction.

Walking past two willow trees, suddenly, a white shadow appeared in front of the forsythia hidden by willow branches.

A tall woman wearing a white long skirt and long hair hanging behind her, holding a long flute behind her, stood behind her in a daze among the two willow trees, staring at the lake in a daze. The wind blew, and the girl's skirt danced, and the long hair draped over her shoulders fluttered in the wind.

The lake surface with the floating glow in the slight night, the faint afterglow in the sky, the dark light under the willow branches dancing with the wind, the woman in white with her skirt is graceful and blurry, as if she is dreaming.

Luo Ziling's heart couldn't help but jump wildly.

It seemed that they heard the movement or felt someone coming. When Luo Ziling stopped, the girl standing by the lake slowly turned her head. In an instant, the two of them met with each other.

It was the girl in white who I accidentally met that day.

The same dress and the same outfit are still so graceful and beautiful, Luo Ziling was stunned again.

The girl also recognized it as Luo Ziling, and after smiling, her body turned around.

"I was attracted by your flute sound," Luo Ziling walked to the willow tree, stood beside the girl in white, took a deep breath and smiled, "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is coming late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows on the rocks. Unfortunately, there is no mountains or moon here, and there is no rain on the banks of Weiming Lake, which is less artistic."

The girl in the clothes didn't say anything, but just looked at him quietly, still as graceful and gentle as before.

"Did you disturb your Yaxing?" Luo Ziling turned his head and looked at the beautiful girl, "If so, I'll leave immediately."

She still didn't say anything, but just looked at Luo Ziling with her beautiful big eyes, with a slight smile in her eyes, like a faint orchid blooming.

So Luo Ziling stopped talking and looked at her with a lateral face.

The blush on the girl's face became slightly thicker. She lowered her head to avoid Luo Ziling's eyes, then raised her head again, and looked at Luo Ziling with a light corner of her mouth. "I just learned this song, but I like the taste of the song very much," she finally spoke.

He is at least 1.7 meters tall, with a figure of extraordinary delicate features, a swan-like neck, and slender fingers--Luo Ziling used to think the woman in the photo was very beautiful, but now he thinks that the woman in front of him looks better.

The woman in the photo always maintains that expression, far less agile than the girl in front of her.

Ouyang Feifei is also very beautiful. If she is concerned with her appearance, she will definitely not be worse than the girl in front of her.

But Ouyang Feifei is stern and serious all day long, and her beauty is naturally discounted.

A woman who loves to laugh is the most beautiful, which is Luo Ziling’s determination in his heart.

A light smile of a beauty can lure away many men's souls--just like before.

Luo Ziling only felt that his heart was beating wildly, and the feeling of being unable to speak became stronger.

"I like this song very much, too," Luo Ziling took a deep breath and smiled happily. "I started learning this song when I was ten years old. What my grandfather taught me can be said to be my favorite ancient song."

"Can you listen to you playing a song?" the girl in white asked with her head tilted, smiling and revealing her teeth as white as scallops.

This smile made Luo Ziling's heart beat faster.

"I'll bring the flute tomorrow," Luo Ziling looked at the girl in white boldly, "Come here. Are you... coming?"

The girl in white just smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

The two of them smiled like this again and looked at each other for a while, but neither of them looked away.

A cool breeze blew, and the girl in white shivered slightly and her brows frowned slightly.

"It's dark, go back," Luo Ziling pointed to the twilight around, "At autumn night, the dew is heavy, be careful to catch a cold."

Luo Ziling could see that the girl was not in good health, a little weak, and her clothes were thin, so she would easily catch a cold if she stayed there.

"Well, I really feel a little cold," the girl finally looked away and lowered her eyes, "Then I'll leave."

She was a little weak and was most afraid of catching a cold. Besides, she hadn't had dinner yet. She originally thought of playing a song by the lake and leaving, because this place was a place where many couples dated after night. If Luo Ziling did not show up, she had already left here.

Although she said that, she did not move her steps, but looked at Luo Ziling with a smile, waiting for him to ask something.

He would definitely ask her something, and she believed it, just as firmly as if he would come to her today.

There is no reason, I feel that in my heart.

If he asks, she will tell him--no matter what he asks, she will tell.

"Luo Ziling." Luo Ziling said his name with a smile and said some words.

"Yang Qingyin," the girl in white also said her name, and then she moved her steps after saying her name.

He didn't ask her phone number or other contact information, which made her a little regretful.

But after regret, I felt that this should be done.

After taking two steps, she stopped again and turned around and smiled at Luo Ziling.

The beauty of this inclusive smile cannot be described in words.

A smile that makes people fall into the city, and a smile that makes people fall into the country. The good sentences passed down from ancient times are really written for her.
Chapter completed!