Breeze seemed to feel this sadness too.
A cool breeze swept across the courtyard.
A crystal teardrop was gently held up by the wind.
Impartially, it landed on the cold cheek of Jiang Yantian on the soft couch.
Huh?
The cold, slightly salty touch instantly stimulated Jiang Yantian's skin nerves.
"What the hell?"
Although he didn't open his eyes, he could still see everything clearly.
Damn it, Ling Ruowei must have thought he was dead.
The breath is gone.
The most important thing is that she actually cried.
The atmosphere has become like this. If I don't die, I won't be able to forgive her for being so sentimental.
Do you want to die?
Now that she is dead, will she come back to her later?
No, no, no.
Jiang Yantian is a little confused.
If I wake up now, I won't be embarrassed anymore.
Forget it, just pretend for now!
The melodious piano sound with endless melancholy finally slowly dropped the last note.
The lingering rhyme is like a long sigh, dissipating in the silent wind.
Ling Ruowei slowly retracted Xianxian's jade finger.
The coolness of the strings still lingers on my fingertips.
She raised her tear-filled glass eyes and looked at the figure on the soft couch that had completely lost its "life".
Looking at the clear traces of tears on his cheeks blown by the wind.
The sadness and emptiness in my heart reached its peak.
I have been practicing alone for so long and have never encountered such a thing.
She stood up gently, her skirt fluttering slightly in the wind.
The figure looked particularly lonely.
Jiang Yantian can even smell the cool fragrance on her body.
You don't mean to pick him up and bury him!
Why did you fall asleep just now?
Blanch!
There are still many things that have not been done.
Jiang Yantian is thinking in his mind.
"How about suddenly opening your eyes and saying, "I'm actually reborn, and I won't make the same mistakes again in this life?"
However, the imagined "picking him up" did not come true.
Instead, I heard the beautiful silver bell-like voice of Ling Ruowei.
Jiang Yantian You can see that she just changed her position.
He sat on the other side of him.
He didn't say a word, just sat in silence.
Watch quietly as the wind surges and the petals fly.
... at the same time.
Heavenly Lake of Abundant Flowers Outer·Hill.
The huge ancient trees have intertwined branches, like silent watchers.
Above the tree crown, a man in a green shirt sat quietly cross-legged.
The wind ruffled his clothes, but it couldn't blow away the gloom gathering between his brows.
His face is resolute and his lines are as sharp as a knife or an axe.
It reveals a kind of tenacity that has weathered the storm.
He looks like he has a nose and eyes.
But at this moment, those eyes, as deep as cold stars, were filled with unbreakable sadness.
His gaze penetrated the hazy mist and was fixed on the island in the middle of the lake, shrouded in flowers, rain and sadness.
Just then he heard the sound of the piano floating in the wind.
Every note was like a cold needle, piercing his heart with precision.
"Fairy Spirit Sound..." Su Chengfeng whispered, his voice dry.
He was too familiar with her music.
In the past, every time she played the piano, Su Chengfeng would listen from a distance.
That ethereal and clear fairy sound was once the only light on his long and lonely path of spiritual practice.
And the second half just now.
The sorrow and melancholy that is so full of tears and complaints that penetrates the bone marrow.
Is it the sadness that she can't get rid of?
Music is born from the heart. If it weren't for the pain in her heart, her music would never be so soulless!
"What happened?"
He doesn't understand.
What makes this cold, aloof, untainted fairy reveal such deep sadness?
Did it touch the frozen heart?
Or encountered an unbearable change?
A strong impulse surged in his chest like lava!
He can no longer watch from a distance like this!
He wants to go to her!
Even if it's just a glance from a distance.
Even just standing quietly where she can feel it.
Be a silent listener who won't disturb her!
In her most vulnerable and saddest moments.
Maybe... maybe it's the time for a crack to appear in that layer of ice!
Just go!
Su Chengfeng stood up suddenly.
The figure floated down neatly from the tree crown several feet high, landing silently.
He is not an impulsive person.
I know Fairy Spirit Sound's Taboo and its power.
He stood by the lake and did not choose to fly directly.
To the fairy, that was a provocation.
He will definitely be injured by her merciless Xuanyin.
He had seen this a long time ago.
The name Fairy Spirit Sound makes many people want to take a look.
But there are very few that can actually be seen.
Some people tried to force their way in, but were defeated.
He met her from afar by chance.
That is the side that was shocked Celestial Person and completely defeated.
He walked towards an inconspicuous corner by the lake.
From the grass, an extremely crude raft named Xiaoxiao was pulled out, with only room for one person to stand on it.
He built it with his own hands from the sunken wood from the lakeside.
Unpretentious.
It also represents his sincerity.
Step onto the raft.
No breath was used to encourage it.
Just pick up an equally plain Penny.
Touch the shore lightly.
Wow!
The raft slid silently into the tranquil lake.
Make ripples in circles.
He held his penny like the most ordinary fisherman.
Row slowly towards the island in the center of the lake.
The almost pious persistence in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
This was not the first time he had crossed the lake like this.
In the long, unknown years.
This raft, Xiaoxiao, carries his humble and secret thoughts.
He remembered the rise and fall of every flower garden on the island.
I have seen her cold profile from a distance when she occasionally lingered among the flowers.
He is not qualified to land on the island, let alone meet him rashly.
So, he thought of a clumsy but long-term method.
Send flower seeds.
Fairies love to plant flowers, hence the name Heavenly Lake of Abundant Flowers.
For the strange flower seeds, he wore the stars and the moon, risking his own life, just to prove...!
Every time he came near the island, he would just dock the raft at the edge of the island.
Then walked to the pavilion.
He never moves deeply.
Just carefully wrap the carefully wrapped flower seeds.
Place it on the stone table in the pavilion.
He thought, fairies love flowers as much as their lives.
He sent these seeds from time to time, maybe... maybe she wouldn't find it too presumptuous?
Over time, this will become a habit.
The power of habit is powerful.
One day, for some reason, he did not appear for a long time, and the stone table was empty.
Does she have any doubts?
Are you curious about where the person who silently sent the flower seeds went?
If then... if then he would be covered in scars from a bloody fight.
He was also carrying a seriously injured body.
But he still carefully protects a rare and beautiful plant in the world.
It might even be the extraordinary flower that he snatched from the ancient ferocious beast's lair with his life, and it appears in that pavilion again!
Will she... be moved?
Whether... for that flower.
Or for that persistence, come out from the depths of the flowers and take a look at yourself?
If that were the case, he could weakly lean on the pavilion pillar.
He told her in an understatement, "It doesn't matter... it's just... looking for this flower... and an ancient beast... for a few days..."
Doesn't this move her to death?
Su Chengfeng looked towards the faint outline of the pavilion deep in the island.
In his mind, he imagined a picture that might never be realized, and his eyes became firmer.
The raft broke through the calm lake water, carrying him and waiting silently.
Slowly sailing towards the fairy island shrouded in sadness.
"Fairy, here I come..."