This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time
Qi He went south alone to avenge his family's destruction, but encountered bandits in the deep forest.
He narrowly escaped death and hid in a cave. During those days when he could not move even an inch, the only thing that accompanied him was the sound of the flute every night in the mountains and forests.
When he finally stood up again, the first thing he did was to look for the person playing the flute.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the shadows of the trees are dancing.
I saw a person standing among the intertwined branches of the tree, facing the bright moon and with his back turned to him.
The sound of music suddenly started, and Qi He understood that this was the person he was looking for.
"How can the city be flat? How dare I ask your name?"
Intention: It turns out that I really hate until I finally realize that I hate the wrong person.