Li Xizhou turned and sat on the bed, lowered her head to undo her lower garments, and took off the Jade Boots. As she hooked a finger around the cord of her stocking, she suddenly paused as if remembering something and looked up at the boy beside her.
Pei Ye abruptly averted his eyes.
Li Xizhou pressed her lips together in a smile and withdrew her finger. Rising, she casually pinned up her hair and picked up the two sealed bottles of wine on the table.
"Let's go," she said.
Pei Ye stood still for a moment, then followed her.
"Why do you..." Li Xizhou laughed softly.
"Huh?"
"Like..."
"..."
Li Xizhou glanced back at him, and Pei Ye looked into those eyes.
"I don't!" Pei Ye said, mortified. "I just... looked a couple of extra times last time."
Li Xizhou smiled, her eyes narrowing.
Pei Ye said nothing.
Actually, he did not even need Quail Head.
If he wanted to trace that mist-shrouded flutter in his heart, he could find it in his memories.
He had not had many such experiences. That cliff in Kongtong Autumn Rain was one of the few, and it was carved deep into his memory.
Pei Ye pressed his lips together. Li Xizhou turned back around.
On the familiar Windy Terrace, Li Xizhou sat down against the railing. Petals blown down by the wind lay on the floor.
There was only a small table. She patted the spot beside her, motioning for Pei Ye to sit.
They sat much closer together than last time. Li Xizhou tapped open a bottle and poured two small cups of wine.
"What made you suddenly want a drink?" Pei Ye looked down at the swaying wine.
Li Xizhou set down the wine jug and glanced at him with