When Yu Niaoniao woke up, she realized that she was lying on an unfamiliar bed.
She got up quickly and looked around. She saw a familiar figure sitting at the table.
The window was half open. The candlelight flickered gently as the evening wind blew in.
The man was looking down at a tree. When he heard the commotion, he looked up and met Niaoniao's eyes.
Yu Niaoniao jumped out of bed. "Shen Zhuo? Why are you here?"
Shen Zhuo was wearing a light green long robe and a white crane-patterned feather cloak. His face was as fair as jade, and his eyebrows were delicate. He had the posture of a gentleman.
"Niaoniao, you're awake."
Yu Niaoniao looked wary. "You kidnapped me here? What's your goal?"
Shen Zhuo put down his book and gently patted the chair beside him. "Come and sit for a while. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I want to have a good chat with you."
Yu Niaoniao ignored him.
