"Yes. You really are Brother Mu Yun, always so meticulous," Ruan Yuling said with a trace of affection naturally woven into her words, "Children are scared of graveyards, and no one passes by there. So they don't know that there's a small waterfall behind the graveyard, and underneath the waterfall is a pond, surrounded by a swath of beautiful, truly beautiful flowers. No matter how upset I am, just spending a little time there lifts my spirits."
"So then, what happened?" you clearly weren't just listening to Ruan Yuling reminisce about the past.
"Brother Yun seems a bit impatient," Ruan Yuling's use of your nickname became a touch more affectionate, her words carrying an alluring charm.
"It's not impatience, it's a desire to understand the full story as soon as possible. After all, it's getting late, and we can't possibly have Sister Ling stay overnight with us four old men here, can we? That wouldn't be good for your reputation."
