At another window of the girls' dormitory,
a graceful figure in a green dress was also gazing at the same night sky. The girl pressed her lips together, then murmured softly,
"Senior brother, there were things we could not have in our past lives. I wonder whether our fate in this life will be shallow or deep..."
Two days later, on the eve of the exchange meet.
Deep within the Purple Bamboo Forest, moonlight flowed like water.
Rustle... rustle...
The bamboo leaves swayed gently in the night breeze. Moonlight filtered through the gaps between them, casting mottled patches of light and shadow across the ground, where they trembled softly with the wind like rippling water.
Inside the pavilion, an ancient lamp glowed.
Beneath the lamp, Chi Yao sat before a guzheng, her fingers moving over its strings as she played a soothing melody to nourish the spirit.
Ting ting dong dong...
The music drifted through the night sky, carrying a strange magic that seemed capable of soothing the restlessness and unease in one's heart.
Tan Lin sat opposite her, his eyes closed as he listened quietly.
He could feel his Sea of Consciousness becoming more stable under the nourishment of her music.
The turmoil caused by his qi and blood automatically battering against and constantly expanding his Sea of Consciousness every day, preparing him to open the Immortal Platform in the future, was gradually smoothed away by the Dao rhythm within the music.
It was like waves crashing against reefs before slowly receding, leaving only tranquility behind.
Including the days before the celestial anomaly, this was already their seventh consecutive day of spending time together like this.
Yet ever since that rainstorm, the relationship between them seemed to have undergone some subtle change.
Chi Yao no longer tested the