Shuanshuan was at the four season pavilion, sitting ontop of the balcony's couch, occasionally looking up at the fake scenery as he writes down in his book, continuing his story.

"Hm, he's taking awhile." He mutters, a bit bummed Yi hasn't returned yet. He doesn't particularly like spending his time alone, but he could manage. "Whatever-" He cuts himself off as he drops his pen, which rolls off of the balcony. He sighs and heads downstairs, walking out of the main building.