That day, the wind chimes of Yulin Pavilion were disturbed by the sound of opening the door.
"Hello, I think I need some peace and quiet."
What a strange guest he was, she thought, listening to the stolen opening remarks.
Pots, pans, and traffic flowed in through the gap in the ajar door.
"Can you close the door?" She frowned, but as if she thought of something, her eyebrows curled up, "Is it raining outside?"
Intention: Unexpected, I prefer to call it destiny