21 A slight smile at red blossoms (1/2)

The sun rose up early in the mountains, though the sky had become brighter, there were still large clouds that obscured the sun, making it so that the sun's rays would never fully penetrate through.

Feng Yun did not mind this weather, she liked the atmosphere that was brought by this lighting. Bright, but not too overly bright. Which was also her motto in life.

She had arrived downstairs to eat breakfast, which was already prepared, after all, there was only one guest in the inn. If he did not wait upon her who would he wait upon?

After she had the meal, she gave him a silver ingot and immediately went to the stables to get her horse.

The innkeeper was in a daze. When he snapped out of it, he wanted to run after her and call out ”You gave too much, I can't accept it!”

But by then, the girl had already gone far away. So far, that a shadow of her could no longer be seen.

He could only return to his desolated inn.

Feng Yun rode for an hour, her hands still held onto the red blossoms that were tied with red ribbon. Her eyes gazed upon the colorful scenery as the horse trotted on. They were both filled with an endless feeling of vigor.

The encounters with the blooming red blossoms grew to be more frequent, as she always stayed on the path the red blossoms bloomed.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes at how much free time a certain someone had on their hands to plant so many red blossoms here and to keep them blooming in such weather. She couldn't help but question if that person was an idiot, or full of romance.

Still, her heart was immensely touched, there was even the beginnings of a slight smile that appeared upon her peach colored lips.

Before her, was a tunnel that was lined with red blossoms and at the end of that pavilion was a speck of dark ink blue, amongst the sea of red.

Feng Yun gently removed her blood red cloak, revealing her dress of light green that was beneath. Her hand held gently held onto the branches of blooms.

She slowly walked to the end, to the speck of ink blue that became clearer to her eyes.

Even now, she could still remember him the day they parted, and she took up the responsibility of serving Madam Lin. She had told him ”We have many years together.”

Indeed they had.

At the end of the red blossom tunnel, a young man came into view. He looked to be no older than seventeen years old, with beautiful dark eyes and quite tall. He was perhaps taller than Feng Yun by half a head.

There was a very alluring smile on his face, it seemed that any young lady could easily be smitten by him, yet he only had eyes for the person before him.

He held out his hand, and Feng Yun gently took it, not to her surprise, she was pulled in for a long and tearfully long embrace, which lasted for a long time.