"Guoguo, is that you?"
A moment later, a gentle and elegant female voice, like a vertical bamboo flute, came out from the zither. It was in harmony with the music, so that no one could tell whether it was the music or the music.
"I cut a period of time and it slowly flowed into the moonlight and slightly rippled. When I played the light fragrance of a small lotus, the beautiful sound of the zither fell on the side of me. The fireflies lit up the starlight of the night, and who added a dream dress to me, pushed open the heart window and looked into the distance, and picked up the sadness from yesterday... "
His sharp body trembled violently. That voice... that moving voice... That soft voice that was constantly reminiscing in his mind and lingering in his ears...
" Guo Guo, I knew it wa
