When it was time to turn on the lanterns, Long Junyin and Wei Bao returned to Juxiangyuan's top-notch guest room "Lixiangyuan"
Lixiangyuan is a small independent courtyard built near the West Lake with a very elegant scenery.
As soon as Wei Bao entered the restaurant, he found someone following him and asked his master if he wanted to stay in a stronghold in the city.
Long Junyin only said that everything should be kept simple during this trip. There is no need to work hard, just stay on site.
Having learned from the past, he was worried that his master would be attacked and wanted to stay outside the door at night.
Long Junyin didn't like being so vigilant and told him to go back to his room and rest, as long as he was careful at night.
Wei Bao had no choice but to go back to his room to rest, but his ears were straightened and he was always paying attention to what was going on around him.
Long Junyin was not used to falling asleep too early, so he took a few books and sat in front of the window, reading them by candlelight.
Unknowingly, I had been reading for a long time and had finished flipping through a book. My eyes felt a little dry and I looked out the window.
I don’t know when it started to drizzle
The rain is soft and silent, blurry and erratic. If it weren't for the pear blossoms in front of the window smiling with tears in the dim light, I would never know that the spring rain has entered the night.
It is the season when pear blossoms are in full bloom. The branches are covered with clusters of snow-white flowers. The branches are crooked and the trees are heavy. Only the flowers can be seen, but no branches can be seen.
In the fresh and moist air, the spring breeze brings the faint fragrance of flowers, secreting the heart and mind. Feel it with your heart in this quiet and uninhabited night, as if you can hear the sound of drizzle kissing the pear blossoms, and the little bits seem to fall on your heart.
Sneaked into the night wind, moisten things silently
He thought of this poem, and an almost forgotten name slowly emerged from the bottom of his heart.
He slowly savored the name, and a beautiful and cold face flashed in his mind, with cold and clear eyes locked on an unknown heart.
As her name suggests, he probably knows the meaning of her name.
She is like drizzle in the wind, drifting silently through the night, leaving no trace at dawn.