I ask for Li Yuyan

A very beautiful yet strange voice. He looked around..

Who could it be? It was only him all alone there.

He knew that feminine voice.

''Two weary vagabonds meet, upon a shapely threshold!'' She was repeating the words with him. The voice came from his left, from behind him, a few steps away. He looked at his feet, now completely wet. Then he looked up at the pagoda—the door had opened and the interior was filled with a glowing white light. He fell to his knees in prostration, his forehead touching the ground. The light began to fade and when he lifted his head off the ground, the light had paled further. When he stood up, the door of the pagoda was closing and once again, he heard the feminine voice whisper near him, and this time he turned around to look.

Wang Lian woke up. He had fallen into a trance-like sleep, sitting in the portico of the main hall, resting his head against a pillar. That was Li Yuyan—without a doubt, it was Li Yuyan—