22: Chapter 22 Meeting 22: Chapter 22 Meeting Mountain rain was thick and misty, a soft drizzle enveloping the air.

In the hazy mountain rain, peaks rose sharply against the sky.

Valleys of smoke and rain stretched between them, with clouds coiling around the mountain sides.

The distant mountains appeared through the fog, half-concealed, resembling a range of mystical peaks.

Yueqi Village was far from the city’s bustle.

The deeper into the surrounding forests one ventured, the fewer the traces of human presence.

Among the peculiar trees of the deep woods, there were plenty of unique flowers and fauna.

The forest was veiled in mist all year round, and hardly anyone dared to trek into its depths.

Even the periphery of the distant mountains was scarcely visited on normal days, and in rainy weather, it was devoid of people.

Yet, it was precisely in such rainy weather, within the foggy, drizzly deep forest, that a faint figure could be seen moving.

The young girl wore a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat, strolling through the woods with a bamboo basket slung over her arm.

Whenever she came upon a flower or plant she liked, she would stop, pluck it roots and all, and place it into her basket.

Gu Zhiqi had entered the mountain today for a single plant, but the deep mountain had granted her an unexpected surprise, allowing her to return with a full load.

grew dark,

the edge of the deep forest, suddenly a clear male voice rang in

“Sir, sir!

Wait up.”

Gu Zhiqi: ?

Sir?

Was someone calling her?

voice sounded familiar, so Gu Zhiqi stopped

the trees, men and women, all wearing colorful

cameras, looking like

Zhiqi’s gaze fell

she recognized; it was Tang Yichen, with

the other, Gu Zhiqi didn’t

to be an actor, for he was quite eye-catching, and Gu Zhiqi couldn’t help but look at him

man had deep-set features and an

of autumn water, and there was a casual and enchanting smile creeping into

costume, with a plain-colored transparent raincoat over it, casually flipping a white fan

air of detachment and nobility, sauntering

mist blurred his eyes and brows but could not

alone remained unruffled, his white clothes mysteriously

stare,

was a young girl rather than the “sir” Tang Yichen had

got a

pale,

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