Modern people are reluctant to light oil lamps, and usually go to bed when it's dark, waking up early as a result. Nan Feng woke up at the first crow of the rooster, although it was still not fully light. Despite this, she had to get up to freshen up and get dressed.
She changed into a red dress, combed her hair into two braids, tied two ribbons on them, then took a hundred wen and a cloth bag and set off.
The sky had a slight fishbelly white hue, allowing her to vaguely see the path beneath her feet. The fog was still quite heavy, and the wind of early autumn carried a tinge of chilliness.
As she reached the entrance of the village, Nan Feng saw a silhouette of Ye Ge. His tall figure stood in the fog like a statue.
"Ye Ge?" Nan Feng called out before approaching him.
When Ye Ge turned his head, his first glance was at Nan Feng's hair.
She didn't wear the hairpin.
Ye Ge was slightly disappointed, thinking to himself that she really didn't like the hairpin!
