Gu Lan's serene expression slightly stiffened as she looked around.
Because she was ill, her vigilance had diminished, and she hadn't noticed there were other people around.
Then, she saw Xie Yun, whom she had met briefly last night, leaning against the ancient tree in the neighboring courtyard, with its branches blown thin by the rain, leaving only a few leaves.
It seemed to be a magnolia tree, except its flowers had wilted and scattered, and the air carried a faint fragrance of magnolia.
Xie Yun looked at Gu Lan, his eyes gentle and lips curled into a slight curve: "Nice to meet you again, Lan."
Gu Lan looked at Xie Yun in bewilderment, perhaps understanding why Rong Heng always looked at her as if she were a fool.
— Climbing trees and scaling walls really does make one look silly.
Even if Xie Yun had an unparalleled handsome face, she still thought he looked a bit foolish.
