The autumn rain falls outside the cave, like fingers plucking a harp.
Song Yan is brewing tea at the entrance of the cave.
He adds some Moonlight Grass, gazing absentmindedly.
Once the tea is ready, he pours two cups, placing one in front of Han Cai'Er.
Han Cai'Er temporarily sets aside her writing, takes the cup, holds it with both hands, her face showing a look of happiness.
On such a rainy day, being able to share a room with the beloved and enjoy tea together, how could one not feel happy?
It's just a pity that her beloved is too much of a gentleman; despite her various hints, he remains unmoved.
Han Cai'Er lowers her head, glances at the already darkened sky, takes a sip of tea, and shyly says, "Senior, are you familiar with Dual Cultivation Technique?"
Song Yan asks, "What about it?"
