The tranquil bamboo forest featured a meandering stream and lush vegetation. A secluded courtyard was half-hidden in a hazy mist.
All of this, as it fell into Chen Xiaoyuan's eyes, left him somewhat dazed. At the same time, it stirred a sense of anticipation.
He anticipated the reckless, quick-tempered old man who loved to drink with abandon. He anticipated the gentle, quiet-eyed woman who gazed upon others with tenderness. He anticipated the innocent, clever, and spirited little girl.
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