It was already late at night when I came out of Master Xie’s study.

There is no shortage of rooms in the villa, we stayed in the best rooms in the villa.

The guest room is a single room with a long corridor with big red square lights hanging.

Chinese-style wooden windows, wooden beds, and wooden tables. Although the furnishings are simple, they have a strong ancient charm.

When I opened the window, there was a lotus pond behind me.

However, it is still early now and the lotus flowers are not blooming, but the disc-shaped duckweeds nestle together and cover the entire surface of the pond, which is also very beautiful, just like putting a straw raincoat on the pond.

The night breeze is gentle, fresh and elegant.

After a day of trekking and fighting, we were really tired. After saying good night to each other, we went back to our room to sleep.

I don’t know how long I slept, but in the middle of the night, I had a little stomach up and got up and felt relieved.

When I passed by the window, I found that the window was not closed. The night wind in the mountains was a little cool. It was probably because the window was not closed, so the night wind came in and cooled my stomach.

So I walked over and prepared to close the window.

At this moment, I saw a figure sitting by the lotus pond outside the window.

The figure was facing away from me, sitting motionlessly beside the lotus pond, with long hair spreading like water.

Obviously, it was a woman.

Although I can't see her front, I can tell that this woman is Huang Mengting when I look at her back.

I couldn't help but wonder, what did Huang Mengting do when she didn't sleep in the middle of the night?

I was a little worried. Could she be worried?

To be safe, I decided to go out and have a look.

I put on a coat, pushed open the door of the room and walked out, and walked to the edge of the lotus pond.

Occasionally, one or two insects and birds cries came from the lotus pond, and you could hear the sound of falling into the water. It should be that the frogs were diving.

The elegant fragrance drifted with the wind, coupled with the endless spring, made people feel refreshed and drove away the sleepiness.

I came behind Huang Mengting and patted her on the shoulder: "Miss Mengting!"

Huang Mengting was startled and turned around and saw that it was me. She smiled at me, revealing her white teeth: "Xiao Jiu, why are you here?"

I sat down next to Huang Mengting: "I just got up at night to go to the bathroom and saw you sitting by the lotus pond, so I came here to see you!"

Huang Mengting said: "You have to worry about it!"

I asked Huang Mengting: "What's wrong? Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night and sit here alone? Are you worried?"

Huang Mengting said: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I just feel that there have been a lot of things happening in the past two days. I can't digest it for a while, so I can't sleep. Come here and stay alone to rest!"

I can understand Huang Mengting's mood. As a grand paramedic, in a short period of time, she experienced bloody battles, kidnapping, betrayal, and imprisonment until she regained her freedom. The process seemed simple, but in fact she was always on the verge of life and death. No matter how capable Huang Mengting is, she is also a young woman. Maybe she has experienced more things in the past two days than she has experienced in the past twenty years.

I saw Huang Mengting holding her arms and shivering slightly.

So I immediately took off my coat and put it on Huang Mengting's shoulder: "It's cold at night and it's easy to catch a cold, wear my clothes!"

Huang Mengting looked at me gratefully: "Then what are you wearing?"

"Me?" I smiled and showed my strong arms: "I don't need it! My body is so good!"

Huang Mengting said: "If you feel cold, go back to your room first, don't worry about me!"

"It's okay!" I stretched: "I can't sleep anyway, so I'll sit with you for a while!"

Huang Mengting and I sat quietly for a while, and then heard Huang Mengting humming softly: "After cutting a while, the light flows slowly, and it ripples slightly in the moonlight. Play a song of the faint fragrance of the lotus, and the beautiful piano sound falls beside me. Fireflies light up the stars in the night, who adds a dreamy clothes to me, pushes open the window of my heart and looks away from afar, who picks the sadness of yesterday. I am like a fish in your lotus pond, just to wait for the bright white moonlight with you, swim through the four seasons of lotus flowers and still smells, waiting for you as if you are in the middle of the water..."

Huang Mengting's voice is fresh and melodious, and her singing is very pleasant.

I don’t know how to appreciate the music, but Huang Mengting’s singing made me a little intoxicated.

The moving singing, coupled with the faint fragrance of the lotus pond, gives the feeling of pleasure that the soul has been washed from the inside out, and is very comfortable and comfortable.

“It sounds so nice!”

After Huang Mengting's song, I sincerely praised her.

"Thanks!"

Huang Mengting smiled, revealing two sweet dimples.

"What's the name of this song? Did you write it yourself?" I asked.

Huang Mengting nodded and said, "This song has not been fully formed yet and has no name. Well, I think about it, why not... it is called "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond"?"

"Moonlight in the lotus pond?"

I smiled and said, "Okay! Very good! The song title is very artistic!"

At that time, a silver moon exposed its pointed small corners in the black sky.

The moonlight covers the mountain, rendering the beauty of the lotus pond.

The gentle moonlight, like a tulle, is reflected on the lake, everything is like a dream, like a illusion, and like water.

The scene in front of you is quiet and beautiful, like a beautiful picture.

We seemed to be in the scroll, and for a moment we forgot where we were.

I don’t know if it was infected by the environment, Huang Mengting took the initiative to open up and chat with me.

"I have never had a mother since I was a child. I heard from my father that my mother was also the number one beauty in the Yangtze River back then, and there were endless people chasing her. Later, she chose my father. At that time, my father was already the leader of the voluntary education chief, and his combination with my mother can be said to be a heroic beauty and famous all over the world.

But my beauty was poor, and my mother died of illness when I was very young.

My father searched for famous doctors all over the world, but he failed to save his mother's life.

Everyone in the world regrets and regrets my mother's departure.

When my mother left, I was still very young. My father lied to me and said that my mother was just asleep.

I asked my father, when will my mother wake up?

My father said, when I grow up to the age of my mother, my mother will wake up!

I was so stupid at that time. I was looking forward to growing up every day, because only when I grew up will my mother wake up.

Of course, I later found out that it was my father who told me a kind lie.

My father loves my mother very much. Since her mother left, my father has never married her forever.

My father spent a lot of money and asked a skilled craftsman to create a boat coffin for my mother and buried it under the Yangtze River.

My mother is the child of the Yangtze River. After she dies, she will naturally return to the Yangtze River.

Many people think that I am the eldest lady of the scheming school, and I am a rich daughter born with a golden key in her hand. They all envied my life very much.

Haha, actually…how many people really understand my life?”

Speaking of this, Huang Mengting brushed her long hair, and a trace of bitterness appeared on the corners of her lips.

I saw Huang Mengting's face reflected on the lake. She stretched out her hand and gently ripped it, causing ripples, and the reflection was broken.

Life is like a mirror, water and moon, with reality and illusion intertwined, and it is hard to tell whether it is reality or illusion.

Everyone is like living in a mirror. Outside the mirror is the self in the eyes of others, and inside the mirror is the true self.

All we see are Huang Mengting's superficial image, and we all think she is extremely glamorous and beautiful.

But to think about it from another perspective, from Huang Mengting's perspective, what kind of huge pressure does she bear?

This kind of pressure is innate and you have no choice.

Therefore, this is also the reason why Huang Mengting is so experienced and mature in dealing with things and people.

She was under pressure that was far beyond her age, but it was quite admirable that she could still persevere as she is now.

Huang Mengting seemed to be talking to herself, and as if she was talking to me, and said Youyou: "If possible, I also hope that I would be born in an ordinary family, grow up like an ordinary girl, and experience what ordinary people have experienced!"

Huang Mengting's words touched me very much.

I found myself and her together. We all yearn for dullness and freedom. We don’t want to be slaves of destiny. Everything seems to be bound by God. We cannot live according to our own wishes. Everything seems to be destined and arranged by God. We are like a train driving on the rails and will never be able to leave the track.

However, this track may not be the track we want to run.

I don’t know if it was touching the scene or why, but I also began to open my heart and tell my story to Huang Mengting.

Of course, I talk more about my own emotions and life.

I mentioned her dead parents. I was very calm throughout the whole process. It was not that there was no turmoil in my heart, but that I learned to bury the pain in my heart.

I found that I had grown up because I had enough courage to uncover my bloody scars.

I no longer hide it. Huang Mengting made me feel an indescribable sense of intimacy. I talked to her endlessly. She listened quietly. At some point, her head leaned gently on my shoulder and fell asleep with me.

The night is slightly cool, and my thoughts are melancholy, where can I talk about desolation?

The night breeze gently blew up Huang Mengting's hair, like warm fingers, stroking my cheeks.

Huang Mengting heard a uniform breathing sound beside her. The beauty is like water, warming up whose dream?

When the sky was getting bright, Huang Mengting woke up from her dream.

"Are you awake?" I looked down at her. I didn't sleep all night, my eyes were red.

"You haven't slept all night?" Huang Mengting asked.

I smiled and said, "I don't dare to sleep, for fear of falling asleep, so we fell into the lotus pond together!"

Huang Mengting covered her mouth and laughed: "Sorry, I asked you to sit with me all night! I might have been a little depressed last night. Thank you for spending an unforgettable night with me!"

I said, "Miss Mengting, I also thank you for letting me listen to a beautiful song!"

Huang Mengting took the initiative to extend her hand: "It's a great time to chat with you!"
Chapter completed!