The exquisite violin melody had been flowing melodiously for several minutes, captivating everyone present who had forgotten to converse.
Long Chengyu also paused slightly at the door, glancing at Chu Ting beside him. Seeing him also somewhat entranced, he frowned slightly, his perceptive black eyes looking deeply towards the inside of the bead curtain.
In that moment, Chu Ting had come back to his senses. Noticing Long Chengyu's slightly contracted brows, he too retracted his thoughts and looked towards the bead curtain inside.
The melodious sound of the violin gradually faded, and the last note disappeared into the cool breeze.
'Ding ding—'
The sound of the swaying bead curtain rang out as the curtain was lifted, revealing a graceful figure slowly appearing before their eyes.
