Three days later, after regaining her health and spirits at Duanmu Nan's place, Long Yue uncharacteristically donned a bright red dress and stormed out.
"Senior brother, you..."
As Long Yue left the door, Duanmu Nan also stepped out. Yun Jin watched him, a look of despair and sorrow in her eyes.
"I can't rest easy with Yue'er going alone. If someone tries to harm her again, it could be dangerous."
Without paying further attention to Yun Jin, Duanmu Nan got up and left.
Yun Jin watched his departing figure, a single clear tear running down her cheek.
A senior brother is ultimately just a senior brother, never to become that someone for her.
She slowly closed her eyes, but the tears continued to fall.
...
"Hyah, hyah, hyah!"
A horse galloped swiftly down Zhuque Street, ridden by a woman in a fiery red long dress.
This woman was exceedingly beautiful, with snow-white skin contrasting against the red dress, making her even more captivating, enough to leave people spellbound.
