[69 Book Bar-www.] If God gives me another chance to come back, I will never let you leave. Sikong Simon put the flute by his lips, and the melodious melody immediately sounded in the empty valley: "A little colder, a winter when snowflakes were flying, that year I passed by your door, the street we walked together, a little farther away, a hazy season of youth,

Your smile condenses in the wind, flooding my eyes like white snow. How many years have passed, flowers fall and people scatter. I want to ask whether there are raindrops in the white clouds that you miss you, the moon falls and the crows crying and frost is everywhere. The sea has turned into mulberry fields, and spring goes and autumn comes again. Do you still miss me?

Maybe time will take away, my weakness and unwillingness, but time later becomes a pain, measuring the difference between you and me. Maybe love sometimes, it is just a moment of silence. What you want to hug will never stop for a moment, it is like a fireworks burning. If love sometimes, loneliness is too inciting, and you want to forget it, and you will refuse to leave. Thank you for letting me fall brilliantly...!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, it seemed as if she was still in front of him, tears blurred his eyes. It seemed that he had returned to that time. Her gentle smile made him nostalgic, but can he return everything?

He put away the flute, wiped away the tears, and became the extremely cold Sikong Simon. He quickly walked towards the Baiyun Palace. In front of the solemn door, his voice sounded, "Royal No. 2 Magic Academy, Simon, the inner courtyard, comes to pay homage."

"Grievance..." With two chirpings, the figure of Xian Crane Baisha appeared on the Xuanwu Stone Statue, "Little Simon, why are you here? Is there anything you have?"

"Our ancestor asked me to give the palace master a letter. Please help me lead the way, senior."

"Hehe... Dean, have you made another arrangement?" Bai Sha asked strangely.

"Yes!" Sikong Simon said, and followed Baisha into Baiyun Palace. "Senior Baisha, it seems that some students in our college have come here to retreat recently. Please ask which room she is in?"

"Hehe... she is in Room No. 6, why do you care about her very much?" Bai Sha suddenly teased Sikong Simon.

"No......No" A blush bloomed on Sikong Simon's handsome face, just as an iron tree that had not bloomed for thousands of years suddenly bloomed.

"Where is the Palace Master? Senior Baisha."

"She? She probably is counting."

"Lord of the Palace, I have been calculating for many years. Have you not figured out that question yet?" Sikong Simon said in surprise.

"No, although she is very good at arithmetic and likes this job very much, the palace master is not a god's disciple after all, and he still can't reason about that problem.

"Oh!" Looking at the crane Baisha walking in front of him, Sikong Simon suddenly changed his eyes and said, "Senior Baisha, your feathers are so beautiful, white and bright, and you are getting younger and younger as you live!"

"Oh, Simon, you are not a verbal person? Why did you suddenly become so good at talking?"

"Haha, Senior Baisha, Simon can't say praise, only tell the truth. By the way, Senior, where is Room No. 6?"

"The room six is ​​in that direction," Baisha pointed to the passage to the east, "there are numbers marked on it, which are easy to find."

"Oh, I was in Room 32 when I was locked up before, so I was not very clear about it. You mean that you can find Room 6 by walking in this direction, right?"

"Yes, but what are you doing when you look for Room 6?"
Chapter completed!