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Chapter 998 See you again, white hair

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    ? On Qingzhou Lake, there is an endless stream of cruise ships and boats. A woman is standing outside the boats, admiring the beautiful scenery of fireworks.

    Turning his eyes inadvertently, he saw the young man on the lakeside, his fluttering long hair, which turned white for a moment and a half, turned into silver, dancing with the wind, his eyes couldn't help being dazed.

    I saw that the young man was slender, with outstanding temperament, and he was an extremely handsome man. He stood there casually, as if he was integrated with this beautiful scenery, regardless of each other, but his figure standing there seemed so lonely.

    "What a handsome young man." Many tourists have noticed the young man on the shore, the white hair that appeared at that moment, could it be a magic spell?

    "What are you looking at?" A young man walked to the bow of a cruise ship and asked the woman standing there. Following the woman's gaze, he also saw Ye Futian's figure, that face and that face.  Such a temperament, even as a man, there is a hint of jealousy.

    "He was in tears, and his hair turned gray for a moment. I don't know who it was for?" the woman said softly.

    "Maybe it's a trick." The man smiled noncommittally. He took out a shirt and put it on the woman, and said softly: "It's cold outside, go in."

    "En." The woman nodded, looked away with some reluctance, and then entered the painting boat.

    Many people in the lake looked at Ye Futian, and a bold woman smiled and said when the cruise ship passed by Ye Futian: "Young master, come up and have a seat?"

    However, seeing that the young man didn't seem to look at her, he just stood there alone, feeling bored, so he rowed away.

    Ye Futian sat cross-legged by the lake, took out a guqin, and played the piano in front of the lake.

    The very simple piano music has no power, only artistic conception, and the melodious sound of the piano seems to be integrated into this picture. There is no sadness, no tears, only joy, as if it is depicting a very beautiful picture, which is the sprouting of young girls.  Love, pure and beautiful.

    In the artistic conception of the piano sound, many people feel that they have traveled through time and space, returned to the youthful age, and remembered their youthful love. This young man who played the piano must have an unforgettable story.

    After the song ended, Ye Futian got up and left, strolling back to the yard.

    In the days that followed, Ye Futian and Hua Fengliu lived an exceptionally peaceful life. Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin sat in the yard every day to bask in the sun, played piano music, and seldom went out for a walk, as if they had really lived a hermit life.  Hua Jieyu has never been mentioned before, no one wants to mention it, and dare not mention it.

    We can only hope that time can heal the pain.

    Ye Futian's life is also simple and regular. He sits and chats with his teacher and wife in the yard every day, and goes for a walk by Qingzhou Lake at night. Even his practice seems to be forgotten by him.

    Time passed day by day, and the people living in the nearby courtyard got to know Hua Fengliu and the others. On this day, outside the courtyard, an old man knocked on the door and walked in.  It has become a habit, how can people like you come to Qingzhou City?"

    The old man is also a person who has experienced some trials and hardships. He went out when he was young and met some big figures in the Dharma Aspect and Celestial Realm, but none of them had the temperament of Hua Fengliu. Although he was old, he could guess that these people were not  Simple.

    "Sit, old man." Hua Fengliu said, the old man was not polite, and sat in the yard with Hua Fengliu and the others.

    "When I get old, I will go back to my hometown." Hua Fengliu responded to the old man's previous question with a smile.

    "Well, the small island of Qingzhou City is quite quiet." The old man said with a smile, "That handsome brother, he is your son.

    Hua Fengliu smiled and did not deny that Ye Futian was indeed like his own to them.

    "It's just that the young man has a gray head, and he doesn't know what he has experienced, and the old man doesn't ask too much. If there is any knot that cannot be untied, it will pass in a few days." The old man persuaded, living next door, he often heard this  Although the sound of the piano is quiet, it hides sadness. This family may have a story, so he came to persuade him.

    "Thank you, old man." Hua Fengliu nodded.

    "Okay, I won't bother you anymore." The old man left the courtyard after speaking, Hua Fengliu sighed.

    These days, Ye Futian's hair is turning white every day. When he came to Qingzhou City, he was full of black hair, but now, his hair is as white as snow.

    How sad it must be for a young man with gray hair.

    Now, Hua Fengliu doesn't think about anything else. His greatest hope is to have good news from the Holy Palace. He doesn't want someone who comes suddenly one day to take Ye Futian away forcibly.

    He has already lost his favorite daughter, if anything happens to this disciple whom he regards as his own, he dare not? memories.

    But for some reason, her heart couldn't calm down and beat slightly.

    The sound of the piano was still floating in her ears, and the boat was getting closer and closer. She listened quietly. For some reason, the memories that hadn¡¯t appeared for many years all appeared in her mind because of the familiarity.

    Moreover, the boat was getting closer and closer, and the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger. Feng Qingxue's heart was beating, and she tried hard to see the face under the white hair clearly.

    The young man plucked the strings with ten fingers, and a few strands of white hair hung down on his forehead, blocking his face until the sound of the piano stopped, and the young man slowly raised his head.

    When seeing his face clearly, Feng Qingxue's heart trembled fiercely, and her eyes instantly turned red.

    Especially when he saw the silver hair, the tears could no longer be contained.

    He has become famous all over the world, and everyone in Nandou Kingdom knows it, but when we meet again, why did he turn white!

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