The autumn wind scattered, leaving the forest yellowed.
Misty autumn rain seemed unceasing, having poured down for many a day.
Such autumn rain inevitably stirs melancholic thoughts.
Within the Scripture Pavilion of Black Wind Village, Wang Yuyan wrapped in a mink fur coat, gazed at the ceaseless rain, seemingly lost in memories of the past. She extended her hand, and the rain silently fell into her palm, quickly forming a droplet clear as the tears of a maiden.
"Yu Yan, could it be you've yet to come to terms with it, still thinking of that heartless man?"
A sweet and melodious female voice came from aside.
The speaker was Qi'er, a female Player from the Personal Guard.
She appeared petite and delicate, with a tiny burgeoning chest, egg-shaped face, glossy, yellowing skin on her forehead, and half-circles of faint blush on her cheeks, exuding a delicate charm of a demure young lady.
