Su Bai's assigned role was a gardener, so after the main characters began arguing, he chose to leave the hall rather than pay any more attention to the farce before him.
His gaze swept over Lian Xiangyu and Shen Dong'er. They were thoroughly immersed in their roles, as though this world contained nothing but their stage. He turned lightly on his feet, pushed open the doors, and walked out.
Perhaps because he was merely an insignificant gardener, none of the main characters noticed his departure. But Wu Heng lifted his head slightly from the sofa, and Feng Ling, who stood behind it, also looked up, her gaze idly following Su Bai as he left.
Outside the villa, Su Bai found a set of gardening tools and a flower basket by the entrance.
He casually picked up a pair of scissors, his fingers brushing absently over their smooth metal edges. A gentle breeze passed through, and the flowers in the garden swayed as though welcoming a visitor in the night.
He had thought he would have no chance to properly admire this unusual garden in the Nightmare World, yet now he had plenty of time. Such opportunities were rare, so he decided to linger in this strange garden a little longer.
Under the moonlight, the plants in the garden gave off a faint fluorescence. The flowers came in all manner of shapes, like rare and exotic blooms from another world. Su Bai strolled among them, brushing his fingers gently over their delicate petals as though touching vivid dreams. The night breeze carried a cool dampness, and for a moment, he almost forgot this was a world of nightmares.
Perhaps, Su Bai thought with self-deprecating amusement, life really would be much simpler as a supporting character or a spectator.
Su Bai casually