The Quiet Temple

It was a quiet night where the moon shone on the earth gently. The town was surrounded by water. The northern temple and the southern deep well looked like a double fish diagram. It was a wondrous and intriguing sight.

Bai Wu brought Xu Lan to the temple. It was a rundown temple with grass growing everywhere. However, the carving remained impressive and the gable-and-hip roof stood as a reminder of its former glory days.

"Papa, do you like me?" Bai Wu pushed open the door and led Xu Lan in. A woman dressed colorfully was standing at the main hall.

Xu Lan felt the warmth in his body crept up his spine and froze under the gentle moonlight. He thought someone might be staring hard at him from above. He opened his mouth and felt something stuck in his throat. It was impossible to even utter a single syllable.

"Don't you like me?" Bai Wu asked again in a pitiful tone. His eyes were red when he looked at Xu Lan.