Chapter 153 Cold Palace Chilling Grass_2

I didn't answer, slightly distracted.

Ying Suyu said, "For three years, it has always been this way. Aunt said that night she spoke with you for six hours, she said you always think of 'leaving,' regardless of where you fell, 'rooting' itself makes you uneasy... I see it in you too."

I replied, "Just because someone says so, you see it too, yet you never say it on regular days."

Ying Suyu replied, "Ah, then I'm a fool, I've admitted long ago that I'm a fool in front of Young Hero Yue, what's so novel about that."

I replied, "I'm just afraid you've forgotten."

Ying Suyu laughed, thrice, one high and two low. The rain began to pour, striking like pine needles. In about a quarter of an hour, the ground softened, leaving impressions of men and horses, sounds gradually rose inside and outside the hall, sounds of passing through woods, beating on the eaves, striking the surface of the pond, all jumbled together. The earthy smell of the rain reached my nose.