"Dan Hanjie, I'm fine, really, I just need some peace. Just don't ask me who peace is." Qin Youxuan grinned, her cute little face full of vitality.
She's not that melodramatic, just a little uneasy.
"I've said it before, don't laugh if you don't want to in front of me." Dan Hanjie's large hand clutched her little face, gave it a strong tug, making Qin Youxuan tear up in pain.
"..."
Qin Youxuan rubbed her face, glaring resentfully at him.
He could have just said he didn't want her to smile, no need to make her cry.
"Come here." Dan Hanjie reached out his hand, his tall figure standing in the twilight. The sunset's orange light shone on him, radiating warmth.
Qin Youxuan's lips quirked up, put her little hand into his palm, and allowed herself to be pulled up by him.
They strode towards the direction of the fountain.
Qin Youxuan, with her small steps, had to work hard to keep up with his long strides.
