"Brother Yexuan, are you angry?" Chu Qianli walked up to him.
Her coy demeanor was entirely different from the harsh, even somewhat... venomous voice she had just overheard outside the door.
Feng Yexuan looked at her face.
Only her face could bring him peace.
Yet, he could never find on her that familiar scent that made him yearn for the past.
In the end, where did things go wrong?
"Brother Yexuan?" Chu Qianli stepped half a step closer.
"Lili, this time you've returned..."
"Didn't Brother Yexuan say, if there is a chance, you would take me for a walk up the mountain behind? I remember there is a vast sea of Purple Orchid flowers."
"You call them... Purple Fragrant Orchid?" Feng Yexuan's eyes darkened.
A flicker crossed the bottom of Chu Qianli's eyes, then she smiled again, "You said they are called Purple Fragrant Orchid, but of course, I prefer to call them lavender."
Feng Yexuan's heart, which had tensed up a moment ago, gradually relaxed.