Time passed slowly, and the busy streets made him feel a little dazed. After a long time, it was the waiter's reminder that brought him back to reality. The morning tea had been served. He glanced at the food on the table as if waking up from a dream, and then quickly started eating.

Soon, Xiao Ning finished his breakfast, then poured himself a cup of Longjing tea and sipped it gently. The aroma of the tea spread in his mouth, making him feel extremely comfortable. After drinking a pot of Longjing tea, Xiao Ning slowly stood up, paid the bill and left the teahouse.

When they were halfway there, it suddenly started to drizzle, and then the rain got heavier. Xiao Ning hurriedly ran to a nearby corridor to avoid the rain. He stood there quietly, watching the rain getting heavier outside, and a trace of melancholy surged in his heart. "It's the rainy season again." He said to himself, and then gently squeezed his clothes to try to squeeze out some of the water.

At this moment, a figure came out of the rain and approached him. She was wearing a pure white outfit, a bamboo hat on her head, and holding a long sword in her hand. The veil on the bamboo hat covered her face, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly.

Xiao Ning turned his head and saw that person turned around and took off the bamboo hat on his head. This time, a head of long hair as white as snow was exposed, and this person was actually a woman.

Xiao Ning couldn't help but be a little distracted. The woman's face was extremely beautiful, like a jade sculpture or ice sculpture, except for a black mole on her right cheek, which was just the right embellishment to make her look even more charming.

The woman seemed to notice Xiao Ning's gaze and raised her head. The two looked at each other. Xiao Ning came back to his senses and lowered his head a little embarrassedly. However, the woman was not angry. Instead, she smiled at Xiao Ning, stretched out her right hand and gently stroked Xiao Ning's hair, and said softly: "There is something on your head."

Xiao Ning looked up quickly and saw that there was an extra pink petal in the woman's hand. Xiao Ning suddenly realized what was going on and hurriedly thanked her: "Thank you, young lady."

The woman smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, then stretched out her hand, placed the petals in her palm, and let them float away with the breeze. She sighed softly, as if with endless regret: "It's a pity that the flowers that have finally bloomed are scattered by such a rainy day!"

Xiao Ning didn't say anything, but just silently accompanied the woman to look at the rain outside the window. At this moment, the whole world became quiet, with only the sound of rain hitting the window and their heartbeats.