Saturday.
Blue skies and white clouds, a clear expanse as far as the eye could see.
Qin Guanglin, with a backpack neither too big nor too small, cheerfully arrived at Luo City University's entrance to wait for someone.
He had initially wanted to take his drawing board along and maybe sketch a few pictures, but while leaving, he reconsidered, removed it from the bag, and placed it back. This trip was for fun, and they should indulge fully—drawing could wait, there was no rush.
The most important thing was for the two of them to enjoy a few days of happiness together.
In the blink of an eye, He Fang was already behind him, dressed in a white tracksuit, her ponytail swishing with vitality, tugging a small suitcase and hopping toward him, she grabbed his hand.
"Let's go."
"I'll carry it for you," Qin Guanglin said as he took the small suitcase from her hand.
The suitcase looked small and felt light, probably just containing a few changes of clothes.
