The breeze swept across the lake, making Shi Feng's long hair flutter endlessly.
Step by step, Shi Feng walked on the lake's surface, slowly approaching the white silhouette aboard the wooden boat.
The ethereal music from the zither hadn't stopped, it reverberated through heaven and earth, and the white dress along with ink-black long hair seemed to sway with the music.
Mesmerizing.
The white silhouette appeared somewhat solitary, inviting a desire to care for her.
A captivating zither sound, a white silhouette, Zither Immortal, Yud Xin.
Scenes from the past continuously flashed through Shi Feng's mind.
Although they knew each other for a short time, it became an unforgettable memory for him.
Looking at that white silhouette, Shi Feng felt anticipation for it to be her, yet hoped it wasn't. Though nearly a year had passed, he still hadn't decided how to face her.
