In the blink of an eye, I have lived in Liyuan Villa for a year, and this year is extremely satisfying for both Zhumei and Nian. Zhu Mei's tight lips finally had an arc, and she called her sister every year, and she also loved this quirky little sister very much, but in a year's time, she almost didn't see how to grow up every year, and she was still five or six years old.

One day in the summer, there was a very rare pouring rain, which lasted for 7 days, and the dark clouds were overwhelming all day long, and there was no daylight. The rumbling thunder seemed to explode in my ears, and there were afterimages of lightning in front of me. Because she couldn't go anywhere, she sat bored under the ancient tree and flipped through the picture album that Zhu Mei gave her.

"Boom~" Another thunderclap suddenly sounded, and he was so frightened that he dropped the album in his hand to the ground. Nian Nian got up in a panic, thinking about going to find Sister Zhumei. Her Zhumei sister is most afraid of thunder, but every time it thunders and rains, she locks herself in her room and doesn't let her look for her every year. But this time the thunder was too big, and Nian Nian's little face wrinkled in an instant.

My sister was probably very scared, she should go and accompany her, she saw that she would be in a much better mood. Thinking so, Nian Nian was ready to get up and walk out.

Suddenly, a series of clear footsteps came to mind in the corridor. The sound is regular, as pleasant as music, every step is so steady, and the sound is not big or small just enough to cover other sounds, and penetrates directly into people's eardrums and hearts. Every year in my heart, the ghost of the entire manor will float, and my sister has always walked lightly and silently, so who will it be?

Nian Nian's heart immediately became vigilant, and trotted behind the ancient tree to hide himself, but in the end he was a child, and it was difficult to hide his nature, so he showed his little head and looked at the door curiously.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, from far to near, without the slightest panic or noise. Every year I felt more nervous and uneasy than ever. She stared at the door for a long time, as if the moment it opened it was her own destiny.

The longer the wait, the more panicked the person becomes. The door finally opened, and at that moment a gust of wind came from outside the door, and blew her forehead, causing the leaves to sway around her, but strangely, the moment the footsteps stopped, all sounds were silent. The leaves swayed but there was no sound. The door opened quietly, and the only thing he could hear was the sound of his own heartbeat, thumping in his chest.

A glimmer of light leaks through the crack in the door, unlike sunlight and moonlight. Like the morning mist, it has a milky white soft luster. As the door opened, light slowly poured into the room like water, filling the air with the sweet scent of vanilla. Nian Nian was blurred by this milky white light, staring closely in the direction of the door, and his pink fist firmly grasped a few leaves.

The light wandered, the mist floated in the air, and her eyes adjusted to the light before she slowly saw that there was a man standing in the doorway. The figure was long and straight, like a sharp sword out of its sheath. The man's hair was extremely long, flying up and down in the air.

He walked slowly towards the ancient tree, and then the sound of calm and calm footsteps sounded again. His walking posture has the ultimate elegance, and the books he has read every year have described that the person's posture and temperament are extraordinary, and he will say that this person is personable, but he is not only that. As he approached, the aroma intensified, and the mist slowly dispersed as it floated beside him. A milky white light seemed to emanate from him, and the soft light blurred his entire outline, filling his body with a mysterious and noble aura.

By the time the last of the fog and light had cleared, he was already standing in front of him. Nian Nian raised his head, and then took a deep breath, the air mixed with aroma and dew made people feel extremely refreshed and refreshed from the throat to the chest to the stomach and the whole body. Her eyes widened.

It was a beautiful face that I had never seen before. The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the eyes are bright. The contours of the face are like pebbles soaked in water, smooth and natural. He is different from the beauty of his sister, who is as cold as the crescent moon in the sky, which is beyond reach, but the person in front of him is as beautiful as wine, which makes people intoxicated unconsciously. Especially those eyes revealed a small look that she had never seen before, like starlight in the sky, bright and deep. In that deep light, she saw her little self, and for a moment it was as if she had lost her mind.