Infiltrating is the Artist’s Second Nature
The day of Zixu's birthday arrived.
Like the past few days, it was fairly cold. Perhaps because the sun was covered by a blanket of clouds, the weather was even chillier than normal. Though Yujia wasn't all too fond of the low temperatures, she was happy this time around. It meant that her hand-sewn cloak would serve a good purpose.
The past night, she had hardly been able to sleep out of excitement. Never before had she anticipated someone's birthday to this degree. In the morning, when she woke up, she immediately ran over to get Lili's approval on the embroidery, to which she received a delightful answer that her embroidery on the cloak straps looked good. Once she had that approval, she ran back to her courtyard, preparing the cloak to be gifted.