The two of them exchanged glances.
Song Zixi was stunned for a moment before her eyes lit up. She took the initiative to say, "Young Master Luo, what a coincidence. Are you here to buy books too?"
Luo Qingzhou nodded politely and waved the book in his hand. "Yes, I have nothing to do today, so I came out to shop and bought two books to read. What about you, Miss Song?"
Song Zixi smiled and replied, "I'm also here to buy books. There is an extensive assemblage of books sold here. Most bookstores can't compare to this at all."
Luo Qingzhou did not say anything else. He cupped his hands and turned to leave.
Song Zixi hurriedly said, "By the way, Young Master Luo, there's a poetry gathering in a few days. It'll be held at the pleasure boat on the Mo River. Yulan and I have already decided that we'll invite you along. We hope that you will favor us with your company."