Chapter 36 Meeting Again

Another day of training is over.

After returning to the dormitory and taking a shower, it was still early and the sun had not completely set, Luo Ziling suddenly wanted to take a walk by the Weiming Lake.

There is no reason, just an instant impulse.

Before dark, the Weiming Lake was still quiet and beautiful, but Luo Ziling was not interested in looking at the scenery, but walked quickly towards the lake.

Before reaching the island in the middle of the lake, the sound of flute could be faintly heard.

As soon as he heard the sound of the flute, Luo Ziling was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he followed the sound of the flute without hesitation.

Grandpa Luo Liansheng is good at playing the flute, and his flute skills are also good.

Luo Ziling also learned these skills from his grandfather, and his flute and flute are very good.

But now what he is interested in is not the skills of blowing flute, but where the flute player is.

On the way to find the sound, the sound of the flute became more and more clear, and the music became more and more melodious.

Luo Ziling could tell that the sound of the flute played by this person was the famous song "Bijian Liuquan".

This song is written according to the artistic conception described by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei in "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn". "After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather comes late to autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upwards. The bamboo noise returns to the raccoon girl, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. The spring is fragrant at will, and the king and grandson can stay."

The sound of the flute is long and leisurely, as if confiding autumn whispers to others, cheerful and slightly melancholy.

There was a pavilion beside the path, and Luo Ziling was sure that Xiao's voice was coming from there, so he walked towards the pavilion without hesitation.

Luo Ziling was a little surprised when he got close to the pavilion but saw no one.

The sound of the flute had stopped, and there was no more sound, and he suddenly lost his direction.

After a little hesitation, Luo Ziling walked through the pavilion and subconsciously walked along the grass by the lake to the direction where the willow sprouts are thick.

Walking past two willow trees, suddenly, a white shadow appeared in front of my eyes.

A tall woman in a long white dress with long hair hanging behind her, holding a long flute behind her back, stood between two willow trees in a daze, looking at the lake in a daze. When the wind blows, the skirt of the girl dances, and the long hair on the shoulders flutters with the wind.

The surface of the lake floating in the rosy light in the slight night, the faint afterglow in the sky, the dark place under the willow branches dancing in the wind, and the woman in white with fluttering skirts, everything is graceful and blurred, just like a dream.

Luo Ziling's heart couldn't help beating wildly.

As if she heard something or felt someone approaching, when Luo Ziling stopped, the girl standing by the lake slowly turned her head. In an instant, the two eyes met.

It was the girl in white that I had accidentally met that day.

The same dress, the same attire, still so graceful and beautiful, Luo Ziling was dumbfounded again.

The girl also recognized Luo Ziling, smiled and turned around.

"Attracted by the sound of your flute," Luo Ziling walked under the willow tree and stood beside the girl in white. "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs flow upwards. Unfortunately, there are no mountains and no In the month, there was no rain on the shore of Weiming Lake, which lacked a bit of artistic conception.”

The girl in white didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly, still as graceful and gentle as before.

"Did it disturb your elegant mood?" Luo Ziling turned his head to look at the beautiful girl, "If so, I will leave right away."

She still didn't speak, but looked at Luo Ziling with her big beautiful eyes, and there was a slight smile in her eyes, like an orchid blooming.

So, Luo Ziling stopped talking and just looked at her sideways.

The blush on the girl's face became a little thicker. After she lowered her head to avoid Luo Ziling's gaze, she raised her head again, looking at Luo Ziling with the corners of her mouth curled up. "I just learned this song, but I really like the taste in it," she finally said.

Gao Tao's figure is at least 1.7 meters, her facial features are not usually exquisite, her neck is as long as a swan, and her slender fingers---Luo Ziling thought the woman in the photo was very beautiful before.

But now I feel that the woman in front of me looks better.

The woman in the photo always maintains that expression, far less agile than the girl in front of her.

Ouyang Feifei is also very beautiful. In terms of appearance, she is by no means inferior to the girl in front of her.

But Ouyang Feifei kept a straight face all day long, so her beauty was naturally discounted.

Only women who love to laugh are the most beautiful, this is what Luo Ziling believes in his heart.

The beauty's light smile can win the souls of many men away---just like just now.

Luo Ziling only felt his heart beating wildly, and the feeling of being unable to speak became even stronger.

"I also like this song very much," Luo Ziling took a deep breath and smiled happily, "I started learning this song when I was ten years old. My grandfather taught me it. It can be said that this is my favorite ancient song. song."

"Can I hear you play a song?" The girl in white asked with her head tilted, smiling, showing her teeth as white as scallops.

This smile made Luo Ziling's heart beat even faster.

"I'll bring my flute tomorrow," Luo Ziling looked boldly at the girl in white, "Come here. Are you... coming?"

The girl in white just smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

The two smiled and looked at each other for a while, neither of them moved their eyes.

A gust of cool wind blew, the girl in white shivered slightly, and her brows were also slightly frowned.

"It's getting dark, let's go back," Luo Ziling pointed to the twilight surroundings, "Autumn night, the dew is heavy, be careful of catching a cold."

Luo Ziling could tell that the girl was not in good health, she was a little weak, and she was wearing thin clothes, so she would easily catch cold if she stayed longer.

"Well, I really feel a little cold," the girl finally looked away and lowered her eyes, "Then I'm leaving."

She is a little weak, and what she is most afraid of is catching a cold, and she hasn't had dinner yet. Originally, I just wanted to play a song by the lake and leave, because this place is a place where many couples date after nightfall. If Luo Ziling hadn't shown up, she would have already left here.

Even though she said that, she didn't move, but looked at Luo Ziling with a smile on her face, waiting for him to ask something.

He will definitely ask her something, she firmly believes in this, just as she is determined that he will come to her today.

There's no reason, it's just how I feel.

If he asked, she would tell him -- whatever he asked, she would tell.

"Luo Ziling." Luo Ziling said his name with a smile, and said some words.

"Yang Qingyin," the girl in white also said her name, and after saying her name, she moved.

He didn't ask for her phone number and other contact information, which made her feel a little regretful.

But after regretting, I feel that it should be so.

After taking two steps, she stopped again, turned around and smiled brightly at Luo Ziling.

The beauty contained in this smile cannot be described in words.

One smile captivates the city, another smile captivates the country, the good lines handed down from ancient times are really written for her.

Seeing her bright smile like a summer flower, Luo Ziling's heart beat violently again.