Water lilies generally open between five and seven in the afternoon, a routine that hardly differs in the United States. Erii cast a somewhat regretful glance at the water lilies, which had already fallen soundly asleep.
"What a pity. We didn't get to see them when they were open." At this moment, only closed flower buds remained on the surface of the pond, and beneath the streetlamp, the buds had lost a hint of their ethereal charm, no longer looking quite like their true selves.
"Let's come back a bit earlier tomorrow," Lu Mingfei said, gently stroking Erii's hair.
Chapter 228