Just then, Elder Quan came in again, a hint of hesitation on his face. "Young Master," he said in a low voice, "the Liu Family… Miss Lin Zhirou has sent someone with an invitation."
He held an exquisite, delicately scented invitation.
Li Wang frowned instinctively. His newfound resolution made him want to refuse, but his hand reached out and took it against his will.
The invitation felt smooth to the touch. The graceful calligraphy invited him to go boating on the lake with her the next day, stating that she had recently learned a new trick.
An image of Lin Zhirou's charming smile surfaced in Li Wang's mind, along with the memory of the easy, pleasant times they had enjoyed together.
The restlessness he had just suppressed surged up again, scratching at his heart like a kitten's paw.
