Bai Yunxian walked around the street, looking at people and their lifestyles, he was reminded of the days he spent in his childhood.
At festivals of the Capital, young Bai Yunxian used to sneak out with his mother fron the General's manor at night, enjoying the festival together.
They also bought snacks to eat, and lanterns to make wishes for a happy life. Though he really never had the peaceful life he wanted, Bai Yunxian never once regretted the times he spent with his mother.
He was reminded of the old times as he wandered around the market, until a shop attracted his attention.
The hairpin in the showcase was made of high quality obsidian, which reminded him of a certain someone.
'This hairpin, it would look great on Shu'er, right?'
As Bai Yunxian thought, a small smile formed on his face subconsciously, immersed in imagination.
