The next day.
Warm sunlight poured into the small courtyard.
A few rays of light refracted through the branches of the crabapple tree, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
The door was pushed open, and a breeze swept in.
The leaves swayed, creating faint ripples in the air.
A young girl wearing fuzzy slippers pattered outside the small courtyard, throwing two bags of trash into the green bin not far away.
She adjusted her white down jacket, her pale jade-like hand cupping against her lips as she exhaled a breath of warm air, which gently dispersed into the cold atmosphere.
She hurriedly turned around, wanting to get back to the warmth of her room, but after barely taking a couple of steps, she almost bumped into someone.
"What a coincidence." A male voice filled with laughter sounded.
Yu Zhi raised her eyes, meeting Hua Fu's gaze.
She subtly tugged her mask higher, afraid he might notice something amiss: "Why are you here?"
