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Yue Ling sat alone on the steps of the bridge, playing the flute alone, the sound of the flute was melodious, but revealed a coolness, the moon reflected in the water trembled and rippled in circles.

Yueling felt someone hug her from behind, put down her Xiao, "Is it Zisheng?" "Yes..."

Yueling backed away a little, "Zisheng, are you still..." "Yes" Zisheng responded decisively, "Puchi" Yueling laughed, "I haven't said what it is yet."

"Yue Ling, I like you, I have always been." Zi Sheng looked serious, Yue Ling leaned in his arms, "But you know, I have always liked Li Huang, but he..."

"I don't care, I don't believe there is anything I can't compare to him, Yueling, you will like me, time can change everything, if you stay with me for so many years, you must like me!" Sheng was a little excited, and his arms around Yueling tightened a little.

"Zisheng...you hurt me" Yueling whispered, but Zisheng ignored him, "Yueling, I'll take you away, we'll find a new place, 30 years in the human world, only one month in the heaven, and Two months, that is, there are still more than 60 years, Yueling, you are with me, I promise, you will accept my promise." Zisheng swore.

"Zi Sheng, have you changed your mind after all these years?" After a long time, Yue Ling asked such a sentence: "No! You are always in my heart!"

Yue Ling smiled wryly, "You won't forget me in 30 years, so how can you be sure that I will fall in love with you again in 60 years?"

The two fell into silence again, "I know that Lihuang doesn't have me in his heart, but I want to guard him. This kind of feeling may not be love, but the feeling of wanting to guard him is real. I'm jealous of Huang, maybe my feelings for Lihuang are the same as Yuanwei's for Lihuang, it's enough to just watch from a distance." Zi Sheng seemed to be listening, but also seemed to be dissociated, and gave a faint "hmm".They were silent one after another.

Yueling made a grimace, "Okay, don't make such a stinky face, I dare not pinch Lihuang, don't you dare?!" As she spoke, she squeezed Zisheng's face fiercely, lifted it up, and forced it into a a smiley face. "Is that really all there is to you with Lihuang?" Zi Sheng asked timidly.

"That's all... let's not talk about this anymore, come on, I will teach you how to play the flute, let me tell you, over the years I have studied many tunes by myself, they are very nice, I will blow them to you"

As he spoke, he put the flute to his mouth and blew it out gently. It was crisp and sweet, just like the sound of green bamboo joints. Then, he blew several more songs, but the tone became more and more mesmerizing. Zisheng held Yueling's hand, "That's enough!" "

Yueling looked at Zisheng, and smiled slightly, "There is another song called --- Broken Heart Song"

After playing, the moon on the lake suddenly trembled, shattering a lake of longing. Zisheng had a terrible headache and let go of Yueling, but Yueling didn't respond, and continued to blow. Zisheng really felt a strand of tenderness almost torn.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, which dyed the stone steps red, Yue Ling stopped immediately and supported Zi Sheng, "Zi Sheng, I'm sorry, I didn't know this song has such great power."

Yueling healed his wounds, and a steady stream of power was poured into his body. Zisheng was amazed at this powerful power, thinking that Yueling's skills had improved by leaps and bounds over the years.

Yueling apologized, "I'm sorry Zisheng, I often play it in front of Lihuang. Lihuang only said that this song is too desolate, but I didn't expect to treat you..." Zisheng smiled bitterly, "Lihuang is a heartless person, but I, but A person with flesh and blood and feelings! It's better not to play this heartbroken song, it will hurt the people around you."

Yueling leaned back into Zisheng's arms, "I'll teach you how to play the flute, and I'll write you the score for this heart-broken song." "Okay"

Yueling nestled in Zisheng's arms, playing softly, the night was getting colder, Zisheng hugged Yueling very tightly, as if he would never let go, the moonlight was cold, shining on the two of them, caressing each other unintentionally. On Guo Yueling's forehead, there was a fleeting mark.

"Close your eyes," Zi Sheng said in Yue Ling's ear. "Why?" "Shut up..." "Oh"

"Woo, bang, bang! Whew, bang, bang!" In an instant, the night sky was colorful, and the fireworks dyed Midnight in a luxurious color.

"It's so beautiful..." Yue Ling admired.

"For you, do you like it?" "I like it." Yueling looked at the fireworks all over the sky, smiling like a flower.

"The Lantern Festival will be in another month. I'll take you to see the fireworks. The fireworks in the world are so beautiful." Zisheng whispered in Yueling's ear and promised, "We'll leave tomorrow, find a place to hide from the world, and I'll show you all over the world." fireworks"

"Really?" "Well, the Lantern Festival in the world will display beautiful fireworks, and there are many activities, I will take you to play, it is definitely interesting." "Okay..."

"I promise you: I will never let you down in this life..." Zisheng's voice was firm, "I swear to the moon"

"I believe...although...actually...you don't love me...I'm just an excuse for you" Yueling leaned in his arms, looked at the full moon, and fell asleep with a wry smile up.

Maybe sometimes when you turn around, there will be another person watching you quietly in the distance. Whether you are obsessed with it or find another spouse, in one thought, sometimes, it is just the time of a song...

However, swearing to the cloudy moon is such a fragile promise...