The spring breeze stretches for ten miles, endless and green. In a splendid courtyard, I await your return.
This is a story about a man who likes a woman but isn't sure whether she likes him back, and all the ways he tests the waters.
Miss Song can take a carriage and run into someone drunk and blocking the road.
Miss Song can visit a restaurant and run into someone barring her way.
Miss Song can attend a banquet and run into someone trying to cozy up to her.
Miss Song...
One day, Miss Song can't take it anymore. She pins him against the wall, asks with a blank expression and a steady gaze: "What exactly are you after?"
The man smiles wickedly, with an unusual shyness. "I want to pursue you!"
The heroine is cool and distant; the hero is flirtatious and loves courting disaster.
The heroine is deeply calculating and never smiles; the hero is petty and domineering.
The most wonderful thing in my life was meeting you in the most carefree years of my youth.
It's very comfortable to read in sections. Send flowers to the author (??ω??)?