C486 Fortuitous Encounter

It had become a habit to practice the 'Xiao' every day. Even if he didn't have the time, he would still have to squeeze out a bit of time to blow it.

Anger, mania, or the unspeakable loneliness that was suppressed in the dark gradually disappeared with the low and intoxicating sound of the flute.

Tang Lingxi lightly covered her lips with a jade flute and gently closed her watery eyes