According to legend, the phoenix is the messenger of happiness in the world. Every five hundred years, it has to bear all the unhappiness, hatred, and grudges accumulated in the world, throw itself into the raging fire and burn itself to death. It exchanges the end of its life and beauty for the peace and happiness of the world. Similarly, only after experiencing great pain and reincarnation in the physical body can it be reborn with a more beautiful body.
Ji Aier stayed in this villa on the hillside. She felt like a stray dog that had been left half-dead and had run away from home but was taken in by kind-hearted people. In this completely strange place, she escaped from the inner torment and worldly distractions, and she even had the idea of becoming a nun.
Except for hardly speaking, Ji Aier often did things within her ability because this was what she was good at. She was born of humble origin. Even if a glorious identity was forcibly imposed on her, it couldn't change the fact that she was like a sparrow.
Ji Aier knew that Raymond rarely went out. When he did, it was because he had gotten a clue about his lost sister and went to verify it. But every time, he went out with hope and came back disappointed.
This time, she saw him walking in from the outside. Just by looking at his demeanor, she knew that this time, he had come back empty-handed again.
Some people and things will appear automatically when we don't force the issue, but when we deliberately search for them, there is no trace at all.
Raymond saw Ji Aier and showed a tired smile. Ji Aier smiled faintly, but there was always a touch of indelible melancholy in her eyes. That melancholy could even affect everyone who saw her, even when she was smiling at the moment.
Raymond knew that there must be many stories behind Ji Aier, but since she didn't say anything, he didn't want to deliberately investigate her privacy, even though he could do it. The fact that Ji Aier appeared here should be said to be a coincidence of fate, not a deliberate arrangement. Because her melancholy eyes couldn't deceive anyone. She was like a fallen angel who had lost her vitality.
"I'll go and draw your bathwater," Ji Aier said softly to Raymond. This was the first time she had spoken to him.
"Thank you," Raymond nodded. He really should take a good bath and rest. There was still no clue about his sister. And the appearance of Ji Aier had somewhat soothed his disappointed mood. Although there was no shortage of servants in this place, he understood her feelings. She needed to do something for him to reduce the sense of indebtedness she felt for staying here.
Ji Aier went upstairs and drew the bathwater for him in the bathroom of Raymond's room. She was so skilled at this action. Because she had been doing it before, but the person before couldn't feel her every effort.
After drawing the bathwater and preparing the clothes for Raymond, she went downstairs and told Raymond that he could go up and take a bath.
"Thank you," Raymond still said in a gentlemanly manner. This was a family that placed great emphasis on etiquette. Whether it was the master Raymond or the servants, they all paid great attention to these things. Just like the Ji family, they all had the hereditary noble aura. It was just that Ji En could never learn to be a gentleman or be grateful.