Chapter 1 White Lotus is flawless and blue in autumn, full of white lotus, and pavilions are planted. Beautiful but not glamorous, the breeze blows, and the lotus flowers shake gently.

On the pavilion by the pool, a young girl stroked the pipa. Playing an unknown tune over and over again.

The beautiful tune makes people intoxicated. It's not a kind of 'only in the sky, but a few times in the world'.

It's just that the sound of the piano makes people sound very comfortable, and the heart will be calmed down. The breeze blew, and the lotus flowers swayed gently with the wind, as if they were also drunk in the beautiful piano music.

The girl seemed to be only sixteen years old. A light pink dress. The embroidery on the clothes is also a blooming white lotus.

He also simply combed his hair in a bun on his head, and his waist-length hair was scattered behind him, and a strand was placed on his chest.

The girl's appearance cannot be said to be a stunning beauty. But there is no hint of fat pink. The willow leaves bent their eyebrows, and their lips did not point to Zhu.

There was also a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. A pair of eyes, a little bigger than other girls, seem to be a clear stream, very simple.

It's just that the girl's face seems to be too pale, and she shows a hint of sickness. Although it is not very beautiful, it is also beautiful and beautiful.

The strange thing is that the girl's whole body, except for a lotus hairpin on her head, has no other ornaments, and there are no things of too much value on her body.

And this surrounding area is by no means a place where ordinary people can live, and it doesn't seem to match this girl.

Xu is girl was too attentive to playing, and she didn't notice that anyone was coming. Based on the slightest sound of footsteps from a person, this person's light skills should be very strong.

It is by no means perceptible to ordinary people. But the visitor did not seem to be in a hurry, the girl faced the pond and played the piano, and the visitor did not mean to disturb, but sat straight on the stone chair, picked up the teapot from the stone table, poured a cup of tea, and tasted the tea by herself.

Fascinated by the music, he closed his eyes and seemed to be immersed in the music. The man who came was a man.

Dressed in moon-white clothes, he is not a few years older than a girl. But it is completely different from the girl, not to mention that the clothes on this person's body are all of the finest fabric, and even the silk threads on them are absolutely extraordinary.

The crown of hair on the head, not to mention. But, even more extraordinary, it is this man. Sharp silhouette, handsome face.

What is shown on the face is even more old age that does not match age. If it was such a man, it should make many women secretly agree to him, right?

At this point, the sound of the piano stops. The man also opened his eyes slightly, which were the complete opposite of the girl's eyes.

There is no trace of simplicity, more calculations, and it is also the vicissitudes of life. At this time, the man stood up, and the girl put down the lute.

The man's hand patted the girl's shoulder, and the girl turned back suddenly. The moment she turned around, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise, and her mouth was slightly open.

He seemed frightened. The white hand was also put to his mouth. But soon, the girl's surprise turned into a smile.

Standing up and throwing himself into the man's arms, the man did not shy away from it, and also gently hugged the girl, with a smile on his face.

With such a smile, no matter which woman it is, she will be moved by it, right? But, more, it should be jealousy, jealousy of this girl, who is so lucky.

At this time, the man pushed the girl in his arms, and the girl obediently let go of the man, raised her head, and looked at the man.

"Flawless, why don't you play?" The man's magnetic voice rang out. Strangely, the girl did not answer, but gestured with both hands.

This is called the flawless girl, but she is a mute, and judging from the situation just now, the girl is dumb because she can't hear.

Flawless was still gesturing: "I'm a little tired, do you want to listen to it, big brother?" If you want to listen, I keep playing. "After 'speaking', I actually went to get the lute.

But a pair of hands is faster.

"No, if you're tired, go back and rest." The man was still smiling, with some pampering in his eyes.

After reading it, Flawless could only nod and pick up the pipa. Left step by step, in fact, she still wanted to ask

"When did Big Brother come back? What's the matter with going for a few months? How's it going along the way? There's nothing dangerous, right? What I want to say most is: Does Big Brother have time? Can you accompany flawlessly? I'm so good, I miss you. After turning around, there was no smile in his eyes, only a faint sadness. Every time I look back, in my eyes, there is nostalgia and reluctance. But it's a pity that the man has left without looking back, and there will be an intersection between the two completely opposite paths?