He grabbed her hand and continued to walk side by side at the sun in the west prepared to retire for the day.
At around half past four in the afternoon, the two sat on a bench overlooking a manmade pond. Some ducks floated by the shore in groups of three. Some floated near the middle of the pond.
Kang Sola wanted to ask Guangxi what's going on, but she refrained from doing so. Her heart drummed that it disrupted her normal train of thoughts.
This version of Guangxi alienated her. It was foreign to her. She could not tell whether he's just pranking her or being genuinely serious.
They sat in silence at first. Some birds squawked in the distance and cicadas started to sing their afternoon lullaby.
They sat right next to each other, without talking, yet Xue Guangxi never let go of Kang Sola's hand which now rested on his lap, clasped by both his hands.
