Lin Naoi had arrived. Her hair went drifting in the soft evening breeze. Underneath the sparkling radiance of a full moon, her slender build seemed to have been enshrouded by a layer of halo that looked both soft and gentle. She breezed along then paused at the gate of Chu Feng’s house.
"Naoi."
Chu Feng sprang to his feet. The yard gate was not closed, so he could see the silhouette of this past lover of his bathing in the brilliant moonlight. Chu Feng ushered her in.
Lin Naoi nodded at him as a form of courtesy. At the same time, she was also sizing up everything that was in display in the yard. Standing out against the hazy moonlight around her torso, this fine lady looked all the more delicate and refined, looking as if she were a female divinity descending from the heaven above.
"I come without invitation," she said. Although she sounded quite cold and indifferent, it was done on purpose. Lin Naoi had always been someone with such trait.