Tan Shuyima

A young man keeps a diary under the shade of a tree, trying to finish his entry before returning home. He worries about his mother's concern and the unwanted attention of Ling Tian, whose presence he clearly dreads.

Tan Shuyima

A young man keeps a diary under the shade of a tree, trying to finish his entry before returning home. He worries about his mother's concern and the unwanted attention of Ling Tian, whose presence he clearly dreads.

The warm summer wind pleasantly walked through my braided hair while I was poring over a new entry in my personal diary, but sometimes it went overboard, blowing my hair right onto my face. I frantically adjusted it, tucking my bangs behind my ears, and concentrated on drawing hieroglyphs with a brush dipped in mascara.

It was uncomfortable to sit under a hard tree trunk, and my back was a little stiff, but I really wanted to quickly write down my observations and then return to the estate. On the way, it was worth buying steamed buns. Although I preferred rich food, the simple buns without anything straight from the street were very tasty in our village.

In any case, I need to finish and go home before mother starts to worry and before that fool Ling Tian is around.

I wouldn't be surprised if he's hanging around somewhere nearby... I grumbled, pressing my brush a little harder on the parchment, causing it to get soaked through. Damn it!