The weather that day really wasn't that good, and it wasn't long before rain started. Shi Luoyi sat far away on the tree, her legs swaying as she watched Bian Lingyu.
After she had left him earlier, Bian Lingyu sat alone there for a while. He had a complicated expression on his face, slightly sulky. After a while, he calmed down and continued to whittle his bamboo pieces.
Shi Luoyi had seen him do this before but didn't know what he used them for, so she watched him curiously.