As he reached the garden outside the banquet hall, a breeze brushed his face. A cobblestone path led straight to a pool.
With nothing to do, Gu Nian'an strolled among the greenery. Trees and flowers grew thick overhead, and a gust of wind sent petals drifting down through the air.
The banquet hall was too noisy, so when Gu Nian'an spotted a pavilion beneath the trees ahead, he ambled over, intending to rest there for a while. But as soon as he stepped inside, he saw a man sitting there.
Hearing the movement, the man also turned to look at him.
"Hello." A little embarrassed, Gu Nian'an greeted him first.
The man nodded slightly but did not speak.
Gu Nian'an sat opposite him and watched the petals dancing through the garden. A delicate fragrance spread through the air, refreshing the senses.
After glancing over Gu Nian'an, the man opposite him said with what seemed like a hint of hesitation, "Are you Gu Nian'an?"
Gu Nian'an paused briefly, then smiled faintly and said softly, "That's me."
Once he confirmed it really was him, the man seemed at a loss for words again. A little puzzled, Gu Nian'an studied the person before him.
He had not seen clearly in the darkness earlier. Only now, looking more closely, did he realize the man was in a wheelchair.
The man looked to be only in his early twenties, with delicate features and a straight nose, though his deep, dark eyes held a trace of weariness.
"Are you Songqing's younger brother?" Gu Nian'an suddenly asked.
Gu Nian'an suddenly recalled that Yu Songqing's younger brother seemed to have been left with disabled legs after a car accident.
He truly did not know what had ultimately happened to him afterward, though. Meeting him in person today, he