That night, Lu Shouyue seemed to have a very long dream.
In the dream, he stood in a lush garden villa filled with bird songs and floral scents.
The verdant trees in the yard were taller than the walls, filtering out all the noise and bustle outside, leaving the courtyard deep and tranquil.
The sunlight was drowsy, and before him, a woman in a straw hat was weeding among the flowers in the garden.
The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the straw hat, dappled onto her skin, pristine as jade.
The colorful flowers cast a gentle radiance on her beautiful face, an ethereal sort of softness.
Lu Shouyue stood dumbly at the center of the courtyard, gazing at the woman, with his heart pounding like a drum.
It seemed as though he had fallen in love with her at first sight; the morning breeze cheered by his ears, even the sunlight seemed to have gained a melodious sound.
He wanted her!
He must have her!
A voice shouted forcefully from the depths of his heart.
