What was left for him was an unprecedented loneliness.

  The holy king walked to the window, stretched out his hand, opened the window, and a gust of wind rushed in, blowing into the room, extinguishing the only bright lamp in the house.

  In an instant, the room was pitch black, although it wasn't to the point where you couldn't see your fingers in front of your face, but if you wanted to clearly see someone's face, it was a bit difficult.

  All the windows faced in the same direction, so the wind also slipped into Tang Lin's room and mercilessly extinguished the lights inside, instantly plunging the room into darkness.

  The Holy Lord stood in front of the window, after the lights went out, he turned his head to take a look, didn't pay much attention, then turned back, gazing at the night view outside the window, but his line of sight always uncontrollably drifted towards the window of Tang Lin's room next door.

  Tang Lin turned her head and glanced at the dark room, but didn't pay much attention to it. As she faced the window, she rummaged through her pocket and pulled out something - her mobile phone.

  She pressed a key on her mobile phone and instantly the screen lit up.

  The Holy Lord saw the screen light in Tang Lin's hand, and his obsidian-like eyes, in the dark night, flashed a hint of surprise and curiosity.

  All the light was concentrated on the street market below the second floor, and none of it illuminated the upper level, but Yu Sheng Jun saw her profile from the glow of Tang Lin's mobile phone screen, which made him imagine a series of profiles.

  But it was still a profile, rather than his whole face, and he felt a little disappointed.

  Tang Lin held her phone up high and moved it around, searching for a signal. When the phone was facing the window of the neighboring house, she saw a figure standing in front of the window, paused for a moment, then put her phone away and looked over again to confirm that there was a somewhat blurry handsome face at the window. She waved at him politely, "Hey!"

  Her "hi" was met with an inexplicable pause from Yu Shengjun, who didn't know how to respond.

  Tang Lin picked up her phone, pointed to it and explained somewhat awkwardly: "Just now I was searching for a signal here, no, I didn't mean to take a sneak shot of you!" Then, she used her phone to take another look at the person standing in front of the window in the neighboring room, trying to see if it was a man or a woman. Unfortunately, the screen of her phone was so weak that it was pitiful. "Is it a lady?"

  At the sound of "young lady", Yu Sheng Jun wanted to speak up and correct her.

  Just then, there was a knock at the door.

  The holy king looked at Tang Lin, who was still taking pictures of him with her mobile phone, and couldn't see her face clearly. He felt a little impatient in his heart, but the knocking sound hadn't stopped yet. He had no choice but to leave the window and walk to the door, opening it.

  The inn's boy was standing at the door, holding a teapot, "Sir, this is the tea you asked us to bring up earlier, it's ready for you!"

  The holy lord picked up the teapot, and with a precious word, said: "Thanks!" Then, he closed the door, and under the dim light, he placed the teapot on the dinner table, then went to light a lamp.

  However, when he stood in front of the window again, the window next door was already closed.

  The evening wind came again, but its strength was no longer enough to blow out the lamp, leaving him with an unprecedented loneliness.

  Tang Lin didn't turn on the lights in the room, and instead walked over to the bed in the dark, lay down, put her phone by her pillow, covered herself with the quilt, and fell asleep before long.

  After a while, the Holy Lord was already soaking in the bathtub, surrounded by swirling steam that wafted through the screen embroidered with a hundred flowers competing for spring, this scene seemed like an immortal realm.

  That camouflage face, that camouflage uniform, that cool green back, that delicate side face, that ray of light that can't be named... Every time he thinks of these things, the corner of Yu Shengjun's mouth always hooks up a warm arc. "Is it that I have been living in the deep palace for too long and missed the various appearances of the people? Is there really such a strange and exotic person in this world?"