"Rustle. Rustle..."
Many leaves drifted from the trees of Liushang Pavilion, marking yet another autumn. The hundred-flower tree had grown quite desolate by now, and a gentle breeze swept up countless dancing yellow butterflies.
She stood beneath the tree, trying to catch the falling leaves in her hands. She spun around and around, her white skirt dancing gracefully, and the two little braids on her head swaying back and forth with exceptional liveliness.
Chapter 54