Just as Sang Yuan said, how could they know if they were a good match in such a short time? It was better to spend more time together and let time give her the answer.
He wasn't like other suitors who sent her flowers or showered her with gifts. He never pestered her with constant chats, told her boring jokes, or tried to show off all sorts of knowledge to seem erudite. He just came by every now and then to see her, bringing some fruit from her own yard.
He didn't visit too often, either, keeping to a frequency she could accept, coming by every few days.
The fruit trees at her home were in their peak season. Since Ni Bingyan hadn't been home in a long time, she was afraid they would overripen and go to waste. So, she left the courtyard gate open and hung a sign at the entrance, telling her neighbors they were free to go in and pick the fruit.
Sang Yuan knew what she liked and never stepped on any of her landmines.
