"You know I brought you here so you could get inspiration to write more poems."
The two sat comfortably on the dance house's rooftop.
"I actually brought you a gift."
Wen Mingye handed over a folded hand fan to Mizi Yue who snapped it open immediately.
"Before you gave me that blue hand fan of yours this was the hand fan I used to carry around. Everyone thought it was just a plain hand fan but they didn't know the secret behind it. I call it Lover's Embrace,I always said I wanted the first person to know the secret to be the most special person to me."
"Doesn't Xue Yao know about it?"
"No. He even teased me for having a poor taste in hand fans because I always carried around a plain fan ."
Under normal circumstances,the hand fan was plain with no visible interesting patterns on it.
