The sky was low, and dark clouds covered it, today was a gloomy day.
There was always a stifling heat attached to gloomy summer days, even the hot wind that blew carried a touch of moisture.
Lu Xiaoyu and Xiao Long Bao were sitting by a stream outside of Blooming City, with their delicate white feet soaking in the water, feeling the coolness of the stream.
Xiao Long Bao was as chatty as ever, but she noticed that Xiaoyu seemed to be lost in thought lately, she wondered what she was thinking about.
"Whoosh——" A gust of wind blew through the dense forest, knocking loose a green leaf.
The leaf swirled in the wind before falling on the surface of the stream.
What was remarkable was that while the stream kept flowing, the leaf in the center of the stream had halted its journey. It did not sway with the current, but stayed still.
