On the same night, the two of them had their own worries.
A person sits for a long time on the roof of Biechou Tower, with his hair floating gently to the melodious sound of the flute.
A man was listening to the flute and sitting on the swing in his yard, looking at the bright moon and quietly listening to the sound of the flute, trying to forget his troubles. When the sound of the flute reached the Yi family, it was already very quiet, but Yi Shuwan still sat on the swing and listened in fascination...
Yi Shuwan went out and chatted with her friends about interesting things about their lives in the private room on the second floor of Biechou Building. She took a sip of tea and looked out the window. Then he saw a young man wearing light blue clothes, with his high hair tied up with a hairband of the same color as the clothes, riding past on the street, with a white jade flute tied around his waist. There were several horses behind the young man. It seemed like a competition between friends. The young man looked back proudly, and the smile on his lips became wider. Yi Shuwan also laughed along with the young man unconsciously.
——This is the first time we meet.
Intention: Some things are not "seeing is believing"