The cool rain washed the branches of the trees along the path leading to the top of the mountain clear and translucent. Li Nuo, holding an umbrella, walked through the long path and came to a claustrophobic wooden house and stood quietly. The left hand holding the handle of the umbrella was white and clear, with a slender wrist.
"Teacher, Li Nuo has a question and wants to ask the teacher."
Wisps of sandalwood drifted out of the wooden house, intertwined with the rain and mist, holy and lingering.
"Go back. You have already met the person you want to see. Just do whatever you want."
Li Nuo pursed his lips slightly, his brows were calm and slightly cool. The dark eyes were filled with uneasiness. "Teacher" stretched out his slender right hand to catch the strings of rainwater falling from the eaves, "I am always sad. I miss you so much when I see it, but I feel unwilling to see it. I don't want to wait anymore, I want..."
Strings of water from the eaves quickly filled the palms of his hands. Li Nuo gently shook off the transparent liquid mixed with sawdust in his hands and let his sleeves get wet.
"I want him to love me!"
Time froze for a long time, everything was silent, and the heartbeat seemed to have stopped.