Birds often flew past and looked at them, as well as at this piece of nature and freedom.
There was silence.
There was only silence.
It was the silence that penetrated his soul. His entire heart was so quiet that he almost forgot the feeling of restlessness.
There was also a beauty that couldn't be described with words and a comfort that couldn't be described with voices. It was the resonance of the soul with nature, the confession of all things to the spirit.
Ye Xuan looked at the peaceful white clouds and felt a deep resonance in his heart.
This feeling was more comfortable and refreshing than any other feeling, but Ye Xuan didn't know what it was.
No one knew.
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