Xu Chaomu and Lou Yanli chatted and laughed, choosing a spot by the window.
The location was excellent, not only shielded from the sun but also offering a view of the scenery below.
The tea house wasn't tall, just two stories, but from the second floor, one could almost see the entire view ahead.
For instance, the high school classroom building, which seemed so close, made it feel like one could touch it just by reaching out.
On the redwood table they had chosen, there was a lush pot of gentleman orchids. The breeze that came through the window carried a faint scent of grass and trees.
Filled with the fragrance of summer, she liked it very much.
In front of this wooden window, there hung a string of retro-style bronze wind chimes. When the wind blew, they twirled continuously like little fairies dancing, ringing with a clear "ding-a-ling, dong-a-dong."
The tea house was beautiful, the entire building fashioned in a classical garden style.
