"Wanwan, if it were a few minutes earlier or later that day, perhaps we wouldn't have met."
"Mm. A few minutes earlier, I would have gone back to the temple to copy scriptures as punishment, and you'd be forever stuck at age 26."
"..."
"And a few minutes later?"
"Seems... about the same."
"..."
Talking about that year in Lucheng.
Chatting about the enchanting and charming Miss Ye at the Tian Xuan Auction, and the cold and heartless mysterious sponsor.
Talking about the bits and pieces of their time together over the past two years.
It felt like there was an endless stream of words, the two either sitting or lying down, until the alarm rang, the curtains opened, and they realized it was already daylight.
They exchanged a glance and saw amusement in each other's eyes.
Get up.
Wash up.
The next second, Lu Cheng's voice sounded in the courtyard, "Ye Xiaowan, are you up yet?"
"Coming, coming..."
The bustling morning unfolded.
