“Chang Geng’s relaxed smile froze on his face. He took the flute back and handed it to one of the little girls staring at him in eager expectation. “It’s just a child’s toy, only a rough and simple thing. Yifu mustn’t make fun of me.” Gu Yun stood speechless. He stared silently at the little girl’s flute and thought to himself, But I want one too.”
