Flower Fairy

After having such an intimate exchange, Jiang Yi and Yin Ruobing fell silent again. This time, it was even more awkward.

The two were like two small birds with broken wings; they wanted to break free and fly into the sky. However, they were afraid to leave the cage. They knew that once they left, they would fall and be smashed into bits.

Fortunately, one hour passed very fast. Not far away—from the middle of the mountain, the spring water sudden fluctuated its speed, falling down fast and then slowly. It was as if the spring water was burping.

As the spring water flowing out was a gush and then a trickle—fast then slow, the small river at the midpoint of the mountain also became extremely turbulent like waves rolling about. Finally, the puddle of water formed by droplets of river water also started to have its own rhythm.

"Hua la, hua la la…"