The Young Urban Doctor

　　 Another day military training ends.

　　 After going back to the bedroom and taking a shower, it was still early to see that the sun hadn't completely set, and Luo Ziling suddenly thought of walking around the Weiming Lake.

　　 There is no reason, just the urge to get up instantly.

　　 The Weiming Lake before dark is still quiet and beautiful, but Luo Ziling is not interested in watching the scenery, but walks quickly towards the lake.

　　 Before he reached the island in the lake, there was a faint sound of flute in his ear.

　　 As soon as he heard the sound of the flute, Luo Ziling was immediately as excited as being beaten with chicken blood. He did not hesitate to follow the sound of the flute.

　　 Grandpa Luo Liansheng plays a good flute, and his flute is not bad.

　　 Luo Ziling also learned these skills from his grandfather, and his flute and flute skills are very good.

　　 But now he feels not interested in the skill of blowpipe, but where the person is.

On the way 　　 was looking for the sound, the flute sound became clearer and clearer, and the music became more and more melodious.

　　 Luo Ziling could tell that the flute sound that this person played was the famous song "Bijianliuquan".

　　 This song is based on the artistic conception described by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei in "Mountain Living in Autumn Fall". "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn. The bright moon shines on the pine, and the clear spring rocks are up. The bamboo noise goes to the maiden, the lotus moves the fishing boat, and the spring rests at will. Wang and Sun can stay by themselves."

　　 The sound of the flute is long and long, as if you are confiding in an autumn whisper, a little melancholy in the joy.

There was a pavilion beside the path. Luo Ziling was sure that Xiao Shengzhong was coming from there, and he walked towards the pavilion without hesitation.

　　 approached the pavilion, but did not see anyone, which surprised Luo Ziling.

　　 The sound of the flute had stopped, and there was no more sound, and he suddenly lost his direction.

　　 After hesitating for a moment, Luo Ziling passed through the pavilion and subconsciously walked along the grass by the lake towards the dense Liumeng direction.

　　 walked past two willow trees, and suddenly, a white shadow appeared in front of his eyes.

　　 A tall woman wearing a white dress with long hair hanging behind her, holding a long flute behind her, standing dazedly between two willow trees, she stared at the lake in a daze. When the wind blows, the girl's skirt is dancing, and the long hair on the shoulders is also dancing with the wind.

　　 In the faint night, the floating lake surface, the faint afterglow of the sky, the dark light under the willow branches that dance with the wind, the woman in white dress with flying skirts, everything is graceful and blurred, just like a dream.

　　 Luo Ziling's heart jumped wildly.

　　 It seems to have heard movement, or felt someone coming. When Luo Ziling stopped, the girl standing by the lake slowly turned her head. In an instant, the two eyes met.

　　 is the girl in white that I accidentally met that day.

　　 The same dress, the same costume, still so graceful and beautiful, Luo Ziling stared blankly again.

　　 The girl also recognized Luo Ziling, smiled, and turned around.

"Attracted by the sound of your flute," Luo Ziling walked under the willow tree and stood beside the girl in white. "After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines on the pine, and the spring stone is up. Unfortunately, there is no mountain or no mountain here. In the month of August, it never rained on the shore of Weiming Lake.

　　 The girl in white did not speak, but looked at him silently, still as graceful and gentle as before.

　　 "Are you disturbing Yaxing?" Luo Ziling turned his head to look at the beautiful girl, "If there is, I will leave immediately."

　　 She still didn't speak, but looked at Luo Ziling with beautiful big eyes, with a slight smile in her eyes, like orchids blooming.

　　 So Luo Ziling stopped talking and looked at her sideways.

　　 The blush on the girl's face became a little bit thicker. After she lowered her head to avoid Luo Ziling's eyes, she raised her head again and looked at Luo Ziling with the corner of her mouth tilted. "I just learned this song, but I really like the taste in it," she finally said.

　　 tall peach body of at least 1.7 meters, facial features are not ordinary delicate, swan-like long neck, slender and delicate fingers ---Luo Ziling used to think the woman in the photo was very beautiful, but now she thinks the woman in front of her looks better.

　　 The woman in the photo always keeps that expression, far less agile than the girl in front of her.

　　 Ouyang Feifei is also very beautiful, if you look at her appearance, she is by no means worse than the girl in front of her.

　　 But Ouyang Feifei is stern and unsmiling all day long, so her beauty is naturally compromised.

　　 Women who love to laugh are the most beautiful. This is what Luo Ziling believes.

　　 The beautiful girl smiled lightly, which can take away the souls of many men---just like this.

　　 Luo Ziling only felt that his heart was beating wildly, and the feeling of being unable to speak became stronger.

"I also like this song very much," Luo Ziling took a deep breath and smiled happily. "I started learning this song when I was ten years old. My grandpa taught me. It can be said that this is my favorite ancient song. song."

　　 "Can I listen to you play a song?" The girl in white asked, tilting her head, smiling and showing her teeth as neat as scallops.

　　 This smile made Luo Ziling's heart beat faster.

　　 "I will bring the flute tomorrow," Luo Ziling looked at the girl in white boldly, "Come here. Are you...coming?"

　　 The girl in white just smiled slightly, nodded gently, and said nothing.

　　 The two smiled and looked at each other for a while, and neither of them looked away.

A cool breeze blew, and the girl in white shivered slightly, and her brows wrinkled slightly~www.NovelMTL.com~It's dark, go back," Luo Ziling pointed to the dusky surroundings, "Autumn night, dew Be careful to catch cold. "

　　 Luo Ziling can see that the girl is not very healthy, she is a bit weak, and the clothes are thin, and she will easily catch cold if she stays longer.

　　 "Well, I really feel a bit cold," the girl finally looked away and lowered her eyes, "Then I'm going."

　　 She is a little weak, and what she fears most is catching a cold. Besides, she has not eaten dinner yet. Originally, I just thought of playing a song by the lake, because this place is a place for many couples to date after nightfall. If Luo Ziling hadn't appeared, she would have left here.

　　 Although she said that, she did not move her steps, but looked at Luo Ziling with a smile, waiting for him to ask something.

　　 He will definitely ask her something, she firmly believes this, just like she is determined that he will come to her today.

　　 There is no reason, that's what I think.

　　 If he asks, she will tell him---no matter what he asks, she will tell.

　　 "Luo Ziling." Luo Ziling smiled and said his name and said a few words.

　　 "Yang Qingyin," the girl in white also said her name. After she said her name, she moved.

　　 He didn't ask her phone number and other contact information, which made her a little bit regretful.

　　 But after regretting, I think it should be.

　　 After two steps, she stopped again, then turned around and smiled at Luo Zi Ling Canran.

　　 The inclusive beauty of this smile cannot be described in words.

　　 One smile and pour into the city, and then smile and pour into the country. The best sayings handed down in ancient times are really written for her.

　　 Seeing her brilliant smile, Luo Ziling's heart beat fiercely again.