Xu Chang'an walked alone in the courtyard, holding an umbrella, feeling the rain once again shift from gentle to heavy, he sighed softly.
The rain was supposed to have stopped.
"This weather... truly is unpredictable."
Xu Chang'an stood helplessly, looking at the sky darkening once again, his gaze swept past the unusually bright room, over the silhouette flickering on the window.
Even though he couldn't see the scene inside the room, it didn't stop Xu Chang'an from thinking... that the room must have the best view in the world.
Because Miss Yun was inside, and so was his teacher.
Recalling that fleeting glimpse from Li Zhibai he saw just moments ago, Xu Chang'an's expression intensified along with the rain.
He increasingly couldn't make sense of this world.
Those elders who once had to be treated cautiously, as if walking on thin ice, but now...
"..."
Was he really so far behind Yun Qian?
