Chapter 117 (2/2)

Sleeping star hears speech, busy low body should way: ”be.”

However, after half a cup of tea, mianxing returned from the courtyard and walked back to the pavilion with a wooden box in his hand. He bent over and held the things around Jiang Luoyu's face. Looking at Jiang Luoyu, he opened the unlocked wooden box and took out the blue jade flute lying in the flannelette. After a moment of caressing, he said softly.

”Let's go down. I'll go back before dinner.”

Mianxing and zhuoyun immediately lowered themselves to the path behind them. After retreating a few steps towards the path behind them, they walked towards the blue wave garden not far away. After a while, they left behind. At this time, they stood alone in front of the pavilion, relying on the pavilion pillars to hold the jade flute. Their looks were slightly confused and disgusted by Jiang Luoyu.

When the sound of the flute suddenly sounded at the other end of the small wall, the man in white who had been standing between the walls closed his eyes, and suddenly turned to walk towards the door of hanging flowers. The white cloth with dark lines was lifted by the breeze, and his long black hair covered his face with ferocious scars, but he did not cover his fingers tightly clenched in his sleeve.

In the sound of the flute, there is no continuous entanglement, and there is no intermittent whimper. It is just the boundless darkness that can not go through. It cuts off the last trace of lingering when it implies pain, as if the green leaves of spring have finally fallen completely, and the branches of red plum blossoms quietly blooming under the snow in deep winter, and even more like the whole human being immersed in it, turning into ashes in despair and sadness 。

I don't know how long after that, the long flute sound stopped in the middle after a sharp sound, as if it was suddenly cut off by something.

When she saw the white figure again, the smile on Jiang Luoyu's lips faded. The music that had been going on couldn't be continued any more. Her slender fingers couldn't help clenching the blue jade flute, but she never looked at him from the side. She only half closed her eyebrows and asked in a hoarse voice.

”What are you doing here?”

Bai Minyu stood not far away from him. His white clothes were blown up by the wind, but his black hair was brushed on his cheek, which covered his look at this time, and his eyes were like smoke.

His voice was very weak, but it seemed to imply some emotion and struggle that could not be told to his mouth. His fingers almost pierced the skin of his palm, and his whole body trembled because of the dark tide from the bottom of his heart, but his voice was cold as ice.

”Why say that.”

Jiang Luoyu didn't answer. She just closed her eyes tired and sat down beside the pavilion pillar. Her fingers gently brushed the air hole on the blue jade flute, and her thin lips pursed slightly.

”Why, say that?” Bai Minyu waited for a long time, but did not hear his reply. She looked at the pale blue voice deeply and said, ”is that Mr. Yun who is in love with you?,

” yes or no, what does it have to do with me? ” Jiang Luoyu seemed to have no idea that he would continue to ask. When she heard his voice, she was in a trance for a moment. Then she turned cold and said in a low voice, ”I have enough things to do. I don't need him to join the party.”

Before the words fell, he glanced at Bai Minyu, who was standing outside the pavilion. After holding the jade flute in his hand, he turned back and swung his sleeve and walked outside the pavilion. Bai Minyu watched his figure fade away. She lowered her head and bit her teeth. She walked up quickly. Her eyes were full of indescribable stubbornness and unwillingness.

Jiang Luoyu soon noticed the steps that followed her. She turned around coldly, glared at the white figure, narrowed her eyes and rebuked her teeth.

”Don't follow me!”

Bai Minyu heard his words as if with disgust, but some hidden in the deepest panic. For a moment, he stopped his own pace, and some looked at the man who was only a few steps away. Although his thin lips were not bloody, they were still stubborn.

”If...”