It was precisely a quarter into the hour of Si.
After last night's snow stopped near the hour of Zi, no more snow had fallen, and no cold wind struck. Today was much warmer compared to New Year's Eve.
Ye Zhi and two companions huddled in a corner, furtively watching three figures not far away.
Afraid of being discovered, they stayed more than a hundred meters away.
The voice of the well-bred young lady was like a singing oriole, and the young man sounded scholarly and cool. Both shared one feature: their voices were not loud…
Unlike Ye Zhi and Huanhuan, who usually spoke loudly, their voices preceded their arrival.
Unable to hear the voices from afar, Ye Zhi was anxious and restless, yet appeared hesitant. She quietly asked her friend hiding beside her, "What do you think we should do? When did Xiao Chen get to know that Liu person? How did I not know?"
The two youths had their backs to the southeast, showing only their straight backs, so their expressions couldn't be seen.
