As the door to the courtyard slid open, a pleasant breeze of night air hit Zheng Jin in the face, along with the dim light of the full moon up above the starry sky.
What he saw outside was a familiar girl sitting on a beautiful, ornate wooden chair, beside a small table and another empty chair on the other side—all situated right under a blossoming peach tree that was planted at the very center of the courtyard.
He walked towards Fen Ye and saw a small, yet charming smile on her face, along with an endearing look in her clear, violet eyes. Her long, violet hair that was a shade darker than her eyes was let down up to her lower back, and, along with a similarly purple-colored necklace that hung delicately on her lithe neck—shone ever so slightly under the light of the luminous moon.
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