C11

"Have you finished reading it..."

Borrowing the moonlight, he vaguely saw Long Huayu. The purple-clothed girl seemed to be familiar with this face, but she wasn't sure, so she could only pout.

"I've finished reading …" "Oh, no, no. It's your music that has enchanted me!"

Being stared at by such a girl caused Long Huayu's face, which was still burning despite the distance of ten feet, to lose all of its usual order in speaking. Replacing it was a mess in his mind.

"Hehehe …" After hearing Long Huayu's explanation, the purple-clothed girl was already laughing to the point of trembling.

The purple-clothed girl's laughter made Long Huayi feel a sense of powerlessness. He didn't know where to put his hands.

"I saw that you were quite engrossed just now. Are you writing?" After the purple-clothed girl finished smiling, she looked at Long Huayu and asked.

"Yes, on a whim, I'll just casually write it …" In fact, he was about to say something else, but the words he was about to say were forcefully pushed back down onto his throat, and was replaced with a reply that was neither painful nor itchy.

"Can you let me see your calligraphy?" "Haha …" The purple-clothed girl looked at Long Huayu and blinked her eyes as she smiled. She could not help but flash a look of anticipation. Because he had been so engrossed in writing, it seemed that his calligraphy skills were very high.

"En!" Hearing the purple-clothed girl's words, Long Huayu was at a loss for words as he scratched his head and replied.

The moment Long Huayu's voice fell, the purple-clothed girl quickly scuttled over.

When the purple-clothed girl approached, Long Huayu finally took advantage of the moonlight to see the night elf clearly.

She was dressed in a purple robe with gold edges. She looked like a budding rose that had a sweet fragrance to her.

Her delicate features were like sculpted ice, her long black hair hung down to her waist, and her quiet and clear eyes were like natural gems. She couldn't hide the aura she exuded. As she walked forward gracefully, her waist-length hair danced in the air.

In just a few breaths of time, the purple-clothed girl arrived in front of Long Huayu, standing in front of him like a delicate purple rose.

"My, my name is Long Huayu …" "Nice to meet you!" Looking at the purple-clothed girl staring at him, Long Huayu only felt a fiery heat on his face, and his expression was somewhat fearful.

"Haha …" Just call me Ling'er! " Seeing Long Huayi's actions, the purple-clothed girl smiled. She then glanced at the red stone platform behind him.

Hearing the purple-clothed girl's words, Long Huayu slightly nodded his head with a smile, but he didn't give her a reply. He was only constantly pondering the two words, 'Ling'er', as his body slightly shifted to the side.

"They want to embrace the bright moon in the clear sky..." As her gaze swept over her, a shock flashed across the purple-clothed girl's eyes.

The surging calligraphy and the poetry of his lofty aspirations.

It was only a few dozen words, yet it was filled with vigor and splendor. It actually possessed an aura that could soar into the sky.

The purple-clothed girl had a faint feeling that the calligraphy style was even more imposing than her father's. Although it was just intuition, the purple-clothed girl was sure.

The violet-robed girl remembered that her father had once said, 'The great Dao of nature, the Dao of the Sword is like the Dao of the Brush.' Ever since the purple-clothed girl could remember, she had never seen her father practice the sword. Every day, she would concentrate on studying calligraphy, but from what her seniors had said, her father was still the number one sword in the world!

"Good poem, good calligraphy!" The purple-clothed girl muttered as she looked at Long Huayu with a different expression.

"Since you like it, then treat it as a gift!" Long Huayu smiled at the purple-clothed girl and said without the slightest bit of hesitation. It was as if he did not care about this flawless calligraphy. It was unknown if it was because he did not understand it, or because he was truly generous, or because he had other intentions!

Seeing Long Huayi's sincerity, the purple-clothed girl's heart actually trembled slightly. A feeling that only she knew rose from her heart, causing a red cloud to involuntarily rise up from her ears.

Yes, the purple-clothed girl could see the sincerity in Long Huayu's eyes! And it was so sincere without even the slightest bit of impurities!

"Well, since you're giving me a present, I'll give you one too!" A small embroidered bag appeared in the purple-clothed girl's hand as she conjured it. She then handed it over to Long Huayu.

"This, this …" Looking at the exquisite brocade sack in the purple-clothed girl's hand, Long Huayu couldn't help but hesitate. Just looking at the brocade sack, he could tell that it was no ordinary item, not to mention what was inside.

"It's just a simple calligraphy and painting, consider it a gift from me. However, your brocade sack seems to be too precious, so please keep it!" Long Huayu said gently.

In Long Huayi's eyes, a painting was nothing. Moreover, he understood the principle of not accepting anything without merit, which was why he refused the purple clothed girl's present!

"If you don't want me, then I don't want you either!" Seeing Long Huayu's hesitation, the purple-clothed girl's eyes unexpectedly flashed with a trace of panic as she hurriedly said this.

"I don't want you?" Long Huayu asked doubtfully as he looked at the purple-clothed girl in front of him with a puzzled expression.

Long Huayu's words caused the person in his dreams to awaken. The purple-clothed girl was somewhat flustered and helpless, "Ah, no, no, that's not what I meant … "Ah, ah …"

The purple-clothed girl repeatedly stamped her feet as she explained. She only felt as if her face had been burnt and was burning hot to the point of being flustered!

"I mean, if you don't want my gift, I don't want yours either!" After the panic, the purple-clothed girl continued to explain word by word as she looked at Long Huayu, her face still burning with anger, as if she was afraid that she would say something wrong again!

Seeing the firm expression of the purple-clothed girl, Long Huayu could only nod his head in agreement. He extended his hand to grab the purple-clothed girl's silk bag. The moment his hand touched the purple-clothed girl's hand, his hand couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Watching the purple-clothed girl pick up the beast skin calligraphy on the platform like she was picking up treasures, Long Huayu couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness.

"Come, I'll bring you to a place!"

After tidying up Long Huanyu's calligraphy, the purple-clothed girl turned around and smiled at him. As she spoke, she took a step forward and pulled his small hand forward.

What Long Huayu didn't know was that at the moment the purple-clothed girl held onto his hand, the temperature of her cheeks rose to an unprecedented level.

This was the first time the girl held his hand as they walked. Long Huayu's heart couldn't help but beat faster, as if it was about to jump out.

Although these were the purest hands held by two children, it could not help but cause an indescribable ripple in their hearts that did not match with the passage of time.

"Big brother Yu, remember to call me Ling'er!" The purple-clothed girl who was walking in front suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Long Huayu. She had a bashful expression as she spoke in a low voice.

Just as the purple-clothed girl finished speaking, she turned around and continued to lead Long Huanyu forward.

"Bang …" Long Huayu felt as if his heart had been struck by something. He found it hard to breathe, and immediately, a trace of happiness flowed through his body.

The moonlight was like silver, the mountain breeze was gentle, and tree waves were billowing.

Two small figures were standing side by side in the Landscape Pavilion in the backyard of the 'Hall of Person'.

It was late at night in the southern mountains. The scenery was extremely beautiful.

"Big Brother Yu, let's see if the moon is really big!" Pointing at the sky, Ling'er excitedly pulled Long Huayi and said.

"Hmm …"

"Hehehe …"

… …. Under the moonlight, the two children chatted happily.

After a long time.

A white-haired old man appeared and took Ling'er away, then hurriedly ended this temporary meeting.

This ending might have been temporary, or it might have been the end of his life …

He had a feeling that this' Ling'er 'was someone he would never be able to climb. As the two of them chatted, they did not talk about each other's past or family background. They were purely chatting, and they clashed against each other's talent.

From Ling'er's eyes, Long Huayu could see a deep loneliness buried within. Once this loneliness erupted, it would be irreparable.

Furthermore, Long Huayi felt as if he was able to see through Ling'er, but he didn't understand why.

While stroking the silk pouch in his hand, Long Huayu inexplicably raised his head to look at the sky, revealing a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

"It's better to forget about the martial arts world than to get to know each other …" A classic suddenly popped into Long Huayu's mind.

However. A life that seemed to be set in stone, in the Mystery of Destiny's Dew, everything was going to be complicated and confusing.