The most ordinary day, the most ordinary moment.

The moon in the night sky seemed to be blocked by the dark clouds and belatedly came.

Don't forget to sit on the rooftop, he's been here every night since Lingxi left.

Sitting quietly alone, looking up at the trajectory of Xingdou's movement, he recalled that he and Lingxi were sitting side by side on the Bright Moon and Luoxia Mountain, complaining to each other.

Moonlight and starlight fell in the garden below, and the petals shrouded in light swayed gently with the night breeze.

Don't forget that he once thought that Lingxi's strong personality would not like delicate flowers, but when he saw Lingxi see the flowers blooming, the smile on her face, he knew that he was wrong, no matter how strong she looked on the outside, she was essentially the same as that flower, with a weakness that needed to be cared for.

He stayed up all night building this garden for her, taking care of her with all the care he did for her.

Everything here is exactly the same as when Lingxi left, except that the flowers seem to be more vivid and moving, but she can't see it.

The cobblestone road leading from the palace to the garden was never set foot again, for he knew that even if he had walked past, the bench would be empty, and without her figure and laughter, it would only add to the sorrow.

The night breeze is already a little cold, maybe it's because autumn is coming!

Calculating the time, it won't be long before the flowers are almost gone, but when will she be back?

Will it be able to catch the last flowering period?

Clenching his fists, he hated his incompetence.

He knew it wouldn't be long before he was done and he was stronger than ever.

At that time, I will be able to take her back and enjoy the flowers with her under the moon.

Even if the price of becoming stronger is to burn the power of one's own origin, the fire of life.

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Not far away, there was the sound of the piano, and the origin was tactful.

Qinnu closed his eyes and immersed himself in the sound of the piano, and the hook and pick seemed to pour all his expression, rising and falling with the tune, and dissipating with the tune.

Xiao Xi stood at the window, she also heard the sound of the piano, every note seemed to beat on the memory in the depths of her mind, followed by the heartbeat, mixed with tears, slowly flowed out, a burst of amazement.

Bai He, Su Luo, Ning Er, and Ouyang Qide all seemed to be infected by the sound of the piano, and remembered the first meeting with her, although this parting was only three months, it seemed that more than ten years had passed.

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Heavenly Spirit Palace.

On the summit, Seongjong, who still retains his own consciousness, sits in the pavilion and looks at the moon alone.

Although the memories of the old things are vivid, they seem to have faded in color, and their soul that is about to dissipate is like a leaf falling in the ocean, which will overturn at any time.

Can we go back in time?

Can you still see her dancing?

Thoughts kept spinning in my head.

She left without a word, but she still missed her for a long time.

Tears dried in the corners of her eyes.

The originally hot eyes gradually cooled.

The stirring soul also becomes silent, hidden in the body, and falls into a deep sleep.

Even so, it will not be forgotten.

"He'll come back, with her. ”

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The moonlight is soft, gliding over the heart.

What you miss is as much as I miss.

The spirit rhino was lying on the edge of the window, her long hair spread behind her back, wrapped in a pale silver glow.

"I'll go back like I left with a smile on my face. ”

"So, wait for me. ”

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