"The sound of the piano is whining and the strings are broken, and the soul is wandering around in a thousand miles of dreams without a chance." He stopped his fingers, his black hair was slightly stirred, and his cold eyes seemed to shine through the screen where I was hiding. "Little junior sister, you still refuse to come out?"
"Senior brother, you have such a good ear that you can actually hear it's me." I moved to him with a smile.
The sword-shaped eyebrows are eye-catching; the cloak embroidered with orchids and thin bamboos is particularly elegant and graceful; under the right hand is a red dragon sword, which is exactly the same as my blue phoenix sword...