The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Night, deep, extraordinarily silent.

Suddenly, a vague flute sound came in from the window, as if even the candlelight flickered.

Qiong Ying was about to fall asleep, hesitated for a moment, and put on her cloak and veil.

The moonlight fell quietly, the snow was very clean and shiny, and the mountains were extraordinarily bright.

When he saw the waiting figure, Xiao Sheng stopped and looked at her from a distance.

"Qiongying, thank you for coming." Feng Feili took two steps forward in surprise, and he could see it more clearly. He was the one who was too abrupt this night and deliberately lured her here with the sound of his flute.

"What's the matter?" Her tone was still the same as during the day, faint and cool.

Feng Feili was slightly taken aback, even a little bit disappointed, she asked him so bluntly what's the matter?Could it be that she didn't want to come, but the sound of his flute disturbed her?

Maybe he was overthinking, she didn't mean anything, that's her temperament, but he just couldn't help thinking of the bad.

There are thousands of questions in his mind, will she leave?Where will you go?What's the relationship with Helian Jiuge?Why did you come to Lance Academy?He didn't dare to ask about everything, for fear of breaking this weak relationship,

"Feili, you're distracted." Qiongying looked at him and said calmly.

"Sorry." Feng Feili was stunned, she seldom called his name, it should mean that she seldom spoke, every sentence was concise and to the point, and never said a word more.

"Qiongying, will you leave this holiday?"

"meeting."

Feng Feili's expression darkened, he hesitated for a long time, and said, "Qiong Ying, will you come back?"

"Yes." Qiongying smiled mysteriously, she will definitely come back.

Hearing this, the boredom in Feng Fei's heart was swept away, and he smiled broadly, as long as she said she would come back, then he would believe it.

"You really care about me." Qiongying said intentionally or unintentionally.

"No, no, I'm just a little curious." Feng Feili said a little at a loss, her words were unexpected to him, and it would make him panic.

Qiongying chuckled, Yechen would be in such a state of confusion every time she asked a sharp question, the two-month period is coming, he should be back.

Hearing her playful laughter, Feng Feili also laughed, and her figure was reflected in the eyes like clear springs, showing a joyful smile.

"Qiongying, do you still remember this bamboo forest?"

"..." Qiongying didn't speak, the bamboo forest is here, and it's also a place I often come to. I don't know if I remember anything or not.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Feng Feili was a little disappointed, and said slowly: "It was the night before the opening ceremony, I played the flute here and attracted you here."

"I know." Qiong Ying nodded, her memory is very good, but Feng Feili was too abnormal tonight.

Know?Feng Feili smiled, and the disappointment in her heart was swept away. It turned out that she hadn't forgotten. At that time, he only saw a small vague figure, but he remembered it very clearly and deeply.

"Qingying, are you sleepy?"

"not sleepy."

"Qianying, are you tired?"

"...not tired." Qiongying looked at him inexplicably, he is not a talkative person, how to say such nonsense.

"Qiongying, tonight, I want to give you a song." Feng Feili finally said his ultimate goal. She may leave tomorrow, and we will be separated for a month, not long or short. He wants to say a few more words to her .

The sound of the flute played, echoed in the mountains, danced with the night, played the most beautiful nocturne, and turned into stars in the night.